The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

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The general of the Wu tribe was a little curious: "Which tribe does this guy come from? He is so brave!"

Someone next to him shook his head and said: "Who can remember that all these guys in the death camp are prisoners from various tribes, many of whom have been detained for more than ten years, and even their tribes are not necessarily They still exist, who knows their origins!”

The Witch Clan general said: "This guy is a fierce general. I hope he can succeed in ten battles. I will definitely transfer him to my subordinates!"

Ye Chen naturally didn't care what the demon generals and witch generals thought. All he had to do was collect as much negative energy as possible.

Today's result was roughly the same as yesterday. The 100,000 people in the Wu Clan's death camp were wiped out.

There are about 20,000 people left on the Wu Clan side.

Ye Chen was still unscathed and returned to the death camp intact.

Sitting alone in the tent, Ye Chen had the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus floating in his hand that was constantly emitting light.

After absorbing it for two consecutive days, the origin of the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus seemed to have increased a little.

Ye Chen said to himself calmly: "Don't worry, these three days are just appetizers. The war will break out completely on the fourth day, and then it's time for you to enjoy the big meal."

Ye Chen flipped his wrist and put away the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent.

More than a dozen Wu warriors came in carrying a huge wine vat and pieces of barbecued meat from monster beasts.

One of the Wu warriors said loudly: "Warrior, you performed well today. This is the wine our general gave you. The general went to say that as long as you can survive ten battles, you will have a chance." Come on and work under the general, come on."

Ye Chen didn't even raise his eyes and ignored these guys at all.

These guys scratched their heads in embarrassment, thinking to themselves that a master is a master, and his personality is really weird.

But they didn't dare to offend Ye Chen, so they left the death camp after putting down their things.

Ye Chen couldn't help but smile and shook his head. This time the general of the Wu clan wanted to recruit him?

I'm afraid that if the twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan knew their identity, they wouldn't dare to say such things. It's really funny.

He took another look at the roasted hard monster meat, then looked at the pungent and turbid so-called fine wine, and shook his head regretfully.

These are the fine wines and delicacies that the lowest level Wu warriors dream of.

But the nectar and jade liquid that Ye Chen usually drank were all exquisite wines brewed by experts of Hou Tu and Nu Wa's level. How could he possibly drink such a thing.

Ye Chen casually threw the spirits and barbecue outside and said in a cold voice: "I'll give it to you!"

The Wu warriors with their hands not far outside suddenly cheered and hurriedly thanked Ye Chen.

Then they happily divided up the spirits and barbecue.

Ye Chen shook his head, slowly took out a pot of fine wine and poured it out for himself.

There seems to be another battle tomorrow.

This level of battle is a bit boring for Ye Chen. If it weren't for the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, he wouldn't do such boring things.

"Tomorrow's battle should end quickly!"

In Ye Chen's opinion, the scale of the battle between two death camps of 100,000 people was too small, and it was really not worth his trouble.

Impatient, Ye Chen decided to hurry up.

As soon as the battle started the next day, Ye Chen took the lead, throwing away the Wu warriors behind him, and broke into the Demon clan's team single-handedly.

For two consecutive days, all the warriors from the demon tribe who went to the death camp were killed by Ye Chen.

So these new soldiers who went to the death camp didn't know how powerful Ye Chen was.

It's just that they have received a message from above. Anyone who can kill Ye Chen will be promoted to the third level, and there will also be countless rewards.

However, at this time, Ye Chen had already rushed in like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep.

The steel gun in Ye Chen's hand was rounded, and with a force of hundreds of thousands of kilograms, it swept across all directions.

Although the steel gun in Ye Chen's hand had no grade, it was forged by Ye Chen through the ten thousand-year-old cold iron he accidentally obtained.

The steel gun forged from ten thousand years of cold iron is even heavier than the Italian golden cudgel.

Of course it couldn't be used by ordinary people, but it was just right in Ye Chen's hands.

This steel gun has no other magical powers and only has two characteristics. The first is its strength. The Ruyi Golden Cudgel may not even be as strong as this steel gun.

The second feature is its sharpness. The three-foot-long spear head seems to be able to penetrate everything.

So when Ye Chenlun rounded up the steel spear and used it as a stick, the demon clan's team was in bad luck.

As long as Ye Chen was within a hundred feet, there was basically no living person who could stand.

It's simply like dying if you stick to it, and die if you touch it.

Countless monster warriors were thrown thousands of feet like broken sacks, and then fell heavily and were smashed into meat patties.

Some demon warriors can fly, but the moment they were knocked away, all the bones in their bodies were shattered, and they could only watch helplessly as they were thrown away and then fell down.

After Ye Chen massacred everyone, today's battle only lasted about a stick of incense, and all the 100,000 monster warriors who went to the death camp were slaughtered.

Although countless warriors from the Wu clan were fierce, they still couldn't hide the burning admiration and fear in their eyes when they saw Ye Chen walking back with a steel gun in his hand.

All the Wu warriors spontaneously opened a passage to let Ye Chen go first.

The demon general rubbed his eyes incredibly hard, looking at the scene of corpses strewn across the field, he roared angrily: "Is this the end? Lost three games in a row?"

Countless demon clan generals were blushing. This was the most embarrassing episode in the history of the battle between the demon clan and the witch clan.

In three life-and-death battles at the death camp, the group was wiped out three times in a row.

The Wu clan laughed heartily. This was a good news that they had never experienced before.

The morale of the tens of millions of Wu Clan troops has also reached its peak.

The general of the Wu clan said proudly: "Did you see it? First Hou Yi shot the sun, and now the Death Camp has won three games completely. God's will is on our side. This time our Wu clan will definitely win!"

Countless Wu warriors also roared.

The general of the Wu clan said loudly: "Everyone, go down and prepare. Tomorrow is the time for a full-scale attack. I hope we can continue the glory of victory in this kind of thing!"

As for the Monster Clan, they are intensively studying how to turn decay into magic and defeat into victory.

Ye Chen squinted his eyes at night and looked at the distant night sky.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. I am afraid that the demon tribe has been driven into panic, so maybe they will use the Zhoutianxingdou Formation starting tomorrow.

If the Wu clan is not prepared, they will definitely suffer a big loss.

Fortunately, the Witch Clan is not all war mad with brains and muscles. There are also some very smart people who are constantly analyzing the battle situation.

One of the Wu clan generals said: "I guess the other party may use the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation tomorrow. I think we should also prepare for it!"