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Chapter 660: Anshi Rebel, Still Not Surrendering!

The 3,000 giant orcs like the pillars were constantly indenting towards the center of the battlefield.

The Chinese soldiers were forced to retreat step by step and formed a ridge.

This is a fight of trapped beasts.

The six-star golden army of China whose attributes have become "farmers" were originally relying on their strong combat consciousness and the extraordinary command of Li Jing and others to barely withstand the attack of demon soldiers.

But now the team's mobility has completely disappeared.

The result can be imagined.

This world has become An Lushan’s slaughterhouse.

The initiative returned to his own hands again, and An Lushan's expression was arrogant, surrounded by lightning light in the middle of the battlefield.

"Taking heaven and earth as the game, and living beings as the chess, the skills are at the end. I have already occupied Tianyuan, what are you going to do?"

Arrogant, extremely arrogant.

A little rebel minister has been famous for his eternal infamy.

At this moment, it stirs up a world.

Calculate the ten golden generals of the Tang Dynasty and plan to make the heroic ruler Xia Yu.

Even Hou Huo Qubing, the champion of Fenglangjuxu, failed to escape from this situation.

"Xia Yu!"

In the middle of the battlefield, An Lushan in the deep pit shouted.

"I think you will be evaluated as a hero in history books!"

Xia Yu looked calmly from a distance, his eyes passing through the compact army and the deformed demon soldiers and An Lushan.

An Lushan, a ruthless minister, can do this, it is worth listening to him say a few more words.

"What about you?" Xia Yu's voice passed quietly like a clear spring in the ancient pond.

"Me?" An Lushan turned his head and smiled.

"I...will be the new owner of Zhongzhou!"

The conversation between the two ended here.

After the words came to an end, An Lushan roared and smashed the war hammer surrounded by purple thunder to the ground.

The entire battlefield shook and began to tilt towards the deep pit in the center.

At the same time, the increasingly dense purple clouds in the air were shining with vague lightning.

When brewing to the extreme.

Bang!

A thunder fell from the sky and struck An Lushan's war hammer.

A curved textured thunder net is centered on this and blocks all Chinese army with 3,000 giant orcs as their garrison.

Now,

It is the real Shura field!

This will stage a million massacres.

"The name of Bai Qi is over. The next killing god is my An Lushan!"

An Lushan's eyes were full of murderous intent.

For him, there were not two million enemy troops in front of him, but two million lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

He could already imagine the feeling of the energy of the golden army filling his limbs.

"Ha, Bai Qi, just a butcher." A dark voice sounded in his ears.

It is Shi Siming standing on the shoulders of the giant ape.

His narrow eyes showed unconcealed contempt.

"Who else can do anything but idiots to bury the bodies of tens of millions of powerful troops?

The corpses of powerful troops were thrown into the alchemy furnace and practiced into immortal pills!"

Shi Siming became more and more excited as he spoke, and his eyes shone as he looked at the Chinese soldiers in front of him.

An Lushan also admired his perverted momentum and laughed boldly:

"I eat the energy, you can collect it."

After saying that, he stomped his legs and his body, like a mountain, rushed towards the Chinese military formation.

Shi Siming smiled evilly and couldn't stand being behind.

He flipped his hands with distinct joints and took out ten black and irregular elixirs that were not bad and irregular in shape and threw them on the ground.

The pill fell to the ground, and a burst of smoke rose.

Ten giant red-eyed monsters that were neither human nor demon crawled out.

"Kill, kill, history is killing!" Shi Siming kept muttering and threw out black pills.

The battle was really loud at this moment.

The battlefield narrows, without flexibility.

At this time, the Chinese army was just a knife and could be slaughtered.

"General! The army insists on not being able to last for a quarter of an hour." Su Dingfang's pupils tightened.

With this situation, the army on his side will suffer casualties if it lasts for a quarter of an hour.

And as long as casualties appear, it will be difficult to stop!

Li Jing narrowed his eyes.

"A quarter of an hour is enough!"

After saying that, Li Jing stretched out his hand and clenched his fist with his right hand.

This is an absolute defense order!

The millions of Chinese soldiers who were forced to be together immediately gave up any attack, and at the same time completely gave up wandering, drew shields, and built them step by step.

After issuing an absolute defense order.

Li Jing is not doing any command.

He closed his eyes and looked up at Zi Yu and felt the breath of this world.

A few seconds later, a soft curve was drawn on his old-fashioned national face.

"I'm back, the breath of descendants of the Li family."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud shout came from afar.
Chapter completed!
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