The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

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After about an hour, a bright light suddenly rose into the sky from the lake in the canyon.

Passing through the thick lake water, reflected in the sky, a yin and yang symbol appeared, rotating slowly.

Just looking at it can give people an extremely mysterious and unfathomable feeling.

At this moment, everyone suddenly became energetic, and someone said excitedly: "Look, the innate spiritual treasure is about to be unearthed!"

The eyes of the General of the Witch Clan and the General of the Monster Clan burst out with a bright light at the same time.

Almost at the same time, they gritted their teeth and roared: "Go to the death camp, all attack!"

With crazy roars, all the witches and demons rushed out of the death camp almost at the same time.

Their goal is the same, that is the huge lake in the middle of the canyon.

Ye Chen was also among the crowd and at the front of the team.

"Kill them!"

Following a long roar, from the Witch Clan's side, many Witch Clan warriors took off three arm-thick diamond-shaped javelins from their backs.

With a fierce wind sound, it pierced the sky and shot towards the opponent.

There was no chaos on the demon side, and the demon warriors who went to the death camp roared at the same time.

They completed the action of restoring their original shape and transforming into armor in the air.

The sharp javelins exploded on the surface of their armor, stirring up fierce sparks, but they did not cause any substantial damage.

At this moment, the demon clan also launched a counterattack.

Rounds of round sharp blades the size of pot lids were spinning crazily, rushing toward the Wu Clan's team with an overwhelming roar of death.

The expressions of many Wu warriors changed greatly. They took off the thousand-jin meteor hammers from their waists and turned them in their hands like big windmills.

Then it was projected into the sky crazily.

"Boom!"

Fierce sparks erupted in the sky, and the round sharp blades were collided with the meteor hammer, deformed one after another, and fell from the sky in a tangle.

After two rounds of long-range attacks in the sky, the battle between the two sides was close to within a hundred feet.

One by one, they also pulled out the weapons they carried and pounced on them fiercely, fighting at close range.

Ye Chen rushed to the front, so he naturally became the target of public criticism.

Many monster warriors regarded Ye Chen as their target, and all kinds of weapons roared towards him with thunderous power.

Even if there is a high mountain ahead, if it is hit by them, it will probably be flattened.

There was just a sneer on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and the Yuan Tu Sword and the Abi Sword came out of his hand, like two flying swords of death, quickly harvesting lives.

Only a dull sound was heard. The demon warriors on the opposite side covered their necks one by one and stared at Ye Chen in disbelief.

They didn't expect Ye Chen to move so quickly.

Their attack was still halfway through, but Ye Chen's attack had already arrived first, and cut their necks accurately and at the same time, and blood flowed out of his palms.

Ye Chen didn't even look at them. He continued to control the Abi Sword and Yuan Tujian rushed forward.

The demon warriors who stood in front of him fell from the sky like dumplings.

Ye Chen didn't need a second move to kill someone.

The Abi Sword and Yuantu Sword in his hands were extremely sharp. No matter how the demon warriors defended themselves, they could not avoid the fate of having their throats cut.

Many practitioners in the distance also noticed this phenomenon and took a deep breath.

Many practitioners still know the rules between the demon clan and the witch clan.

It was precisely because of this that they were even more shocked.

Some practitioners pointed at the battlefield and said, "Have you seen that member of the death camp from the Witch Clan? He was so fierce. In just an instant, hundreds of Monster Clan warriors died under him." In his hands, it’s simply a life harvester!”

Some practitioners frowned: "I suspect that the Witch Clan is cheating. There is no one so powerful in the death camp. This is obviously the master they sent in deliberately."

Others looked at him like a fool and said: "If the Wu clan knew that there was such a master, even if it was too late to hide him, how could he send people to a death camp with a death rate of more than 99%? You are really whimsical. !”

Many practitioners think about it. Whether they are witches or monsters, the mortality rate in the death camp is too high.

If there really is such a master, then he should play a greater role, instead of dying in a death camp or in this kind of battle for cannon fodder.

Even the general of the Wu clan opened his eyes wide: "Look, there is another master in our Wu clan's death camp."

Some generals of the Wu clan asked in confusion: "What's going on recently? Experts appear one after another in our death camp. Maybe when we go back, we should ask if this is the fault of an expert from any family?" "

The general of the Wu clan smiled viciously and said: "Whatever, this master is on our side now. He will kill hard and kill the demon clan with great power. It is best to grab the innate spiritual treasure in his hands!"

The Abi Sword and Yuantu Sword in Ye Chen's hands are filled with sharp sword energy. Regardless of any obstacles in front of them, they can kill them with one sword.

It was precisely because Ye Chenchong was fast enough that he quickly left behind the other Wu warriors in the Wu clan's death camp.

Go deep alone!

Some human monks clapped their thighs and said: "This Witch warrior is finished. Although his combat power is amazing, he is a fool without a brain. He does not rely on the cover of his companions behind him, but insists on going deep alone. If he does not die, he will die." It doesn’t make sense anymore!”

Someone put forward a different opinion: "That may not be the case. I think the warrior from the Wu clan who went to the death camp was very calm. I guess he knew what he was doing."

The air was filled with an astonishing smell of blood. The pungent smell of blood could make people vomit. The smell of blood condensed into an unbreakable red cloud in the sky.

Ye Chen's face was expressionless. Of course he knew that he was going deep alone, but he didn't pay attention to the hundreds of thousands of monsters who went to the death camp.

The Abi Sword and the Yuantu Sword slashed horizontally and vertically without mercy. More and more demon clan warriors were dying in the surrounding area, unable to get within ten feet of him.

The corpses of these monster warriors fell from the sky in dense numbers and fell into the

Even the nearby lake was dyed blood red.

The trace of consciousness that Ye Chen left in the lake was keenly aware of the moment when the lake was dyed red.

All the strange fish attached to the cliff opened their eyes one after another, broke away from the cliff, and began to wander in the lake.