The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

"Puch!"

With a cold face, Ye Chen pulled out a spear from the chest of the demon clan opposite him expressionlessly.

He moved half a step to the left, just in time to avoid the blood spurting from the opposite side.

Ye Chen shook off the blood on the spear and stabbed it out without looking back.

"ah!"

A demon warrior who wanted to sneak attack him had his throat pierced, and he knelt down on the ground weakly, dying.

The demon clan's death camp and the witch clan's death camp were already fighting together crazily.

There were sounds everywhere of bones breaking, swords clashing, and desperate screams before death.

Blood splattered all over the battlefield, and corpses lay everywhere.

All the soldiers who went to the death camp had red eyes, and they would rush towards the enemy crazily whenever they saw them.

No need to talk about tactics at all.

The death camps of the demon clan and the witch clan are like the most primitive beasts, fighting crazily, using all the weapons on their bodies, and doing whatever they can to kill each other.

All kinds of negative emotions were floating around the entire battlefield.

Especially in the middle of the battlefield, the negative energy here is the strongest.

But no one noticed that about three feet deep underground in the middle of the battlefield, a black lotus platform was slowly rotating.

It was the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus in Ye Chen's hand.

The black halo of the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus makes people despair, as if the most extreme darkness in the world can swallow everything.

A steady stream of negative energy passes through the ground and is quickly absorbed by the World-Destroying Black Lotus.

There was no expression on Ye Chen's face. He simply killed the demon warriors who rushed to him one after another.

In order not to attract attention, Ye Chen did not use a powerful magic weapon or a trick that could sweep everything.

Otherwise, the 100,000 monster warriors who went to the death camp would be wiped out in just two breaths under Ye Chen's hands.

But Ye Chen still played the most crucial role. Within ten feet of him, there was no demon warrior who could stand at all.

No matter how powerful the monster warrior is, it only takes one shot when he gets in front of Ye Chen.

So all of a sudden, many Wu clan warriors gathered around him, and they followed behind Ye Chen and killed everyone.

Wherever they went, heads of monster warriors were rolling in, and corpses were lying on the spot.

When the general of the Witch Clan over there saw this scene, he laughed happily: "Well done, kill all those little Monster Clan brats."

The general of the Wu clan frowned: "I didn't expect that there was a thorn in the Fox clan's death camp. I ordered you to go down, concentrate your troops, and kill this thorn first!"

Then countless monster warriors rushed toward Ye Chen like moths toward the flame.

It's a pity that the two of them are not opponents of the same rank at all. Even if they come the most, they will only have the fate of being killed.

Ye Chen had no expression on his face, he came over to kill one, and two came over to kill a pair.

Moreover, Ye Chen's killing speed was extremely fast, even if ten monster warriors rushed over at the same time.

There was a flash of silver light, and he fell to his knees at the same time. A big hole opened in his throat, blood gurgled out, and he died.

Seeing the monsters from all directions coming to him, Ye Chen simply stood on the highest place and roared loudly: "You little bastard of the monsters, if you want to seek revenge from me, just come!"

This time, it was like poking a hornet's nest, as countless monsters roared and gathered towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't refuse anyone who came, laughing and sweeping around.

This most primitive method of killing made Ye Chen miss the scene when he led his men to fight in the small world of the Three Kingdoms.

He didn't know how long he had been killing, but Ye Chen felt that his eyes were empty.

Only then did he realize that all the monsters in the death camp had died.

The Wu Clan area is not much better, with only more than 10,000 people still standing, and almost 90,000 people lying here forever.

If it weren't for Ye Chen's existence, I'm afraid there wouldn't be any of these ten thousand people left, and both sides would suffer losses.

The general from the Wu clan laughed loudly: "We won, the whole army moves forward!"

Immediately, tens of millions of Wu clan troops rose from the ground and quickly occupied the high ground where Ye Chen and the others were.

The flag of the Wu clan is flying in the sky.

Countless warriors of the Wu clan roared loudly, celebrating their victory.

As for the soldiers who died in the death camps, no one cared about them.

I just found a place and dug a hole to bury it.

The demon clan, on the other hand, retreated a hundred miles unwillingly.

Several demon generals stared at Ye Chen fiercely and wiped their necks at him.

Ye Chen didn't care about the threats of these guys at all and returned directly to the death camp.

This time, all the soldiers who went to the death camp saw Ye Chen's ferocity with their own eyes. They were all ten feet away from him, and no one dared to get close.

Ye Chen was also free and too lazy to talk to them.

The camp, which was missing more than 90% of the soldiers, seemed a lot empty.

However, more than 90,000 death row prisoners were soon transported from the rear to join the death camps.

All new prisoners on death row were warned by the old men who went to the death camps.

You can do anything in the death camp, but don't get close to the tent in the middle.

Especially when Ye Chen was basking in the sun, he was strictly prohibited from approaching within a hundred feet radius.

None of these death row prisoners are kind people, they are all unruly. The more they are not allowed to do this, the more they insist on giving it a try.

It wasn't until Ye Chen broke off the hands and feet of several Wu warriors who stepped forward to provoke them that everyone realized that the guy in front of them was a ruthless master.

Early the next morning, the war drums beat again.

Ye Chen already knew that in the historical wars between the Monster Clan and the Witch Clan, they would only be sent to the death camp to test each other in the first three days.

In other words, the armies of both sides will not move during these three days.

Ye Chen shook off the steel gun in his hand and walked to the front like a leisurely stroll.

And those more than 10,000 old people subconsciously followed Ye Chen.

"Dong dong dong!"

The war drums beat, and the entire battlefield was filled with a bloody atmosphere.

Seeing the death camp on the other side of the demon clan, they roared and rushed forward.

This time the demon clan's goal in going to the death camp was very clear, that is, to kill Ye Chen first at all costs.

Ye Chen took his time and buried the World-Destroying Black Lotus underground again from an angle that no one could see.

In yesterday's battle, the World-Destroying Black Lotus absorbed countless pure negative energies, and it is certain that Ye Chen will not be disappointed this time.

The tactics of the demon clan just fell into Ye Chen's heart.

They came to die on their own initiative, which saved him from searching everywhere.

When the demon general saw his soldiers from the death camp rushing forward, they fell to the ground like weeds.

The demon general roared angrily: "A bunch of useless idiots. There are so many people who can't even kill a bastard from the death camp of the Witch clan. What a waste!"