A moment after Ye Chen left, the first-grade centurion with a deep voice continued: "One thousand-commander, three first-class centurions, and fifty second-class centurions, this lineup is a bit luxurious, but thinking of the frequent occurrence of strange things in the ruins, it is naturally good to have more people." ”

After he finished speaking, the first-grade centurion with a proud voice said with some excitement: "He can kill ten second-grade centurions with his own strength, he is indeed very strong, especially the true qi imperial object, such a demonic person, I would like to have a one-on-one battle with him!"

True Qi Imperial Object, there is no one in a thousand, who doesn't want to have this kind of strength against the sky?

What a legendary story it would have been if this man had been killed?

A Centurion with a hoarse voice: "Don't you just like to eat there?"

The low-pitched first-class centurion comprehended, nodded and looked at the first-class centurion with a proud voice, thinking that whether it was eating or fighting, he hadn't been afraid of anyone, right?

The centurion camp can become one of the most important fortresses in the Xuanyue Kingdom, not because it only includes centurions, but because its door is the ruin gate, the only passage leading to the ruins in the entire wasteland.

Its overall strength is very strong, if you have to compare, then, it is such a thousand-man fortress, comparable to a three-thousand-strong kingdom standard legion!

From this, we can see how important the proportion of the small centurion camp is in the Xuanyue Kingdom.

"Centurion, we're here!" said the man at the front of the line, his face was not good, cold sweat was oozing, and he was visibly struggling to speak.

The low-voiced first-class centurion named Li Hua nodded slightly, and then said to the first-class centurion with a proud voice: "Jiang Zhuang, what do you think?"

"It's impossible for us to be immune to the coercion of heaven and earth, it's normal that he can't stand it, not only him, but everyone else is in the same situation, let alone us?" Jiang Zhuang didn't speculate, and then said coldly: "He can't fight like this, he can only let him go back, but five military achievements will be deducted!"

"Jiang Zhuang centurion, I can fight!"

The B-class centurion trembled, and when he heard that his military achievements were to be deducted, he immediately became anxious, and forcibly straightened his waist!

"You don't have to be reckless, I'll make arrangements when the commander arrives, don't worry, you're not the only one here, you need to work hard!"

Jiang Zhuang said slowly.

A sentence is not just you here, you need to work hard to seem encouraged, but in essence it is a punishment, five points of military achievement, for a B-class centurion, there are too many deductions, if you want to earn it back, you must spend a lot of effort and blood and sweat.

After all, a hundred military achievements are a promotion point!

Jiang Zhuang said that he would wait for the commander, and he would fulfill it.

Sure enough, after only a few moments, Zheng Changxiong and the others arrived, and after he asked about other situations, he saw Jiang Zhuang come forward and say what happened just now.

Hearing this, Zheng Changxiong just nodded: "Jiang Zhuang is right, I will also say a word, soldiers are people who will never give in, if you can't do it, but others can, if someone insists on staying, then gamble on their lives, but bear the consequences!"

A very simple sentence.

But all at once the crowd fell silent.

Then, one after another, some people made a choice, they never thought that the power of heaven and earth in the ruins domain was so powerful, and the previous rhetoric was just an empty word.

"Exactly fifty people, let's go!"

The commander didn't want to slack off for a moment, and everyone moved at the sound of an order.

They stepped through the ruin gate and looked up, and found that the mountains and rivers of the ruins were no different from the wasteland, except that some plants grew in strange shapes, and they could not distinguish what kind of tree they were.

In addition, it was also found that there was not a single living brute beast in four or five hundred meters, or even one kilometer.

At this moment, Ye Chen was on the top of the mountain peak two kilometers away, and he couldn't see it very clearly.

"Xiaoqing, the leader, the one with a scummy beard and thick eyebrows, what? He is very strong, but how can I look at it?" Ye Chen looked at Xiaoqing next to him.

"Wow~"

"Can Xiaoqing kill him?" Ye Chen chattered a little: "What, can't?"

frowned slightly, he just likes to talk to Xiaoqing like this, if he guessed correctly, the leader is the commander of the thousand is Zheng Changxiong, yes.

The kind of aura that exudes is so majestic, it's not covered, even Xiaoqing can't make up his mind, this person's strength is quite terrifying.

His cultivation is either the ninefold peak of the Xuanwu Realm, or above the ninefold peak, or the Xuanling Realm!

The Xuanwu Realm is the beginning of all martial arts cultivation in this world, and it is also the foundation of martial arts cultivation, which is divided into nine levels, the lowest one, and the highest nine, and there are four stages between the heavy and the heavy, including the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage and the peak.

Once you break through the Ninefold Peak, you can be promoted to the Xuanling Realm!

Facts have proved that the more solid the consolidation in the Xuanwu Realm, the easier it is to break through the Ninefold Peak.

Ye Chen clenched the war spear in his hand, under the early sun, the silver light was shining, very holy!

He jumped down the mountain, ran halfway up the mountain, and then stopped at the bottom of the mountain, which was about two kilometers away from the centurion camp.

"These people...... I had to kill them all!"

Ye Chen is not thirsty for killing, the other party's bottom line is even more terrifying than him, and he does this completely with a tooth for a tooth.

When I came to the bank of the river, the blood sickle of the river god was no longer in the river, the surface of the river was smooth and waveless, there was nothing, and the bottom of the river was clear and clear.

So he took dozens of heavy logs full of spikes and sank them to the bottom of the river, and with his spear he muddied the water in one place in the upper reaches of the river, and sharpened the ends of hundreds of long sticks, and coated them with the poisonous juice of the poisonous trees, and hid them in the soft sand.

The whole process took half an hour, and the people of the centurion camp were less than a kilometer away from him.

Everything is ready, just wait for someone.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, the people from the centurion camp came, there were a total of twenty people, and seeing the silver bracelets on their wrists, Ye Chen knew that these twenty people were all B-level centurions.

He stood on the top of a tall giant tree by the river, secretly observing through the dense leaves, and his right hand stopped in mid-air, ready to be true to the spirit.

At this time, twenty Class B centurions had stopped on the shore and discussed, and the river in front of them seemed to be only twenty meters wide, thinking that it would not be difficult to cross.

"The river is too muddy, I don't know if it's deep or shallow? Have you ever been to the ruins, is this river deep?"

"It's not very deep, and there aren't many big rocks at the bottom of the river except sand, but it's usually very clear. ”

"It's so muddy, it should be a brute, let's go!"

"Stop, it's not allowed to act without my permission, it's so obvious, isn't it a trap?" said the man in charge.

"Isn't it a river?" someone asked, he is a person who is very anxious to do things, rarely thinks about problems, and only fights.

"Wait!"

An hour later, the river was still muddy and still quiet, and the leader looked at it again and again, and made several attempts to weave a few dummies with weeds before nodding loosely.

"Let's cross the river!"

Everyone nodded, took off their shoes and boots, and went down to the river without taking off any other clothes.

It wasn't until we were about to reach the middle of the river that the centurion who was walking at the front stopped, and felt more and more that something was not quite right.

Just as he was about to stab with the spear in his hand to test the truth, the murky water suddenly surged, without warning, and the momentum grew, and in some places it even showed a whirlpool, from somewhere at the bottom of the river.

Seeing this, they turned around directly, but found that there was nothing on the surface of the river before, and at some point a lot of wood had surfaced, and these logs were full of sharp spikes, long and sharp.

"Put on your shoes and wrap them in your clothes!" said one of them.

In the chest-length and muddy river, everyone put on their shoes and boots, quickly took off their clothes, tore them in half, and wrapped their feet tightly.

At this time, he saw that one of the first to get it right, he kicked hard at the bottom of the river, and with the help of his strength he popped out of the water, and saw him fall from the sky, and in an instant he stepped on the wood, and found that the spikes did not pierce the soles of his shoes, so he succeeded in landing in only a few great steps.

The others did so, and popped out of the water one after another, forming columns of water that were even more beautiful in the early sun, and they also came to the shore on the wood.

The other six smiled and popped out of the water, but just as they landed on the log, one of the thicker trees suddenly bounced up and smashed at them, followed by a second, and then a third, and those long, sharp thorns pierced into their bodies impartially!

The eyes of the people on the shore are frozen, how can this be?

Six people died five in an instant, and bright red blood flowed into the river, making it red.

"Come here!"

The people on the shore appealed to the surviving man to let him take the opportunity to go ashore.

Ye Chen on the top of the giant tree, his eyes were flat, this scene was still a process in the strategy: "Then let you pass!"

He stopped the True Qi Treasure!

At this time, in the middle of the river, calm returned, the churning waves were no longer so significant, and the centurion who was still in the river breathed a sigh of relief, and then managed to escape ashore.

Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, and the nerves that had been tense were soothed.

Puff puff!

The moment they slackened, a stick suddenly shot out of the sand beneath their feet, and shot the centurion who had just come ashore right under their noses, and it was shot entirely at the moment when they were most lax, and without noticing, not knowing, and not noticing.

"We fell for each other's desire to capture and indulge ......"

Before everyone could react, they saw hundreds of wooden sticks coated with poisonous juice shoot out at the same time, leaving blood holes on their bodies, and they fell down one after another, and the last person who fell down looked unwilling, and only half of his words fell into a pool of blood!

"It's still very good, I actually know that this is an attempt to catch up!"

Ye Chen walked quickly, checked the corpses, and found that there were three people who were still alive, and without thinking too much, he cut each other's throats one by one.

"I know the way you do things in the centurion camp, so you will still be abandoned here, and let your life pass away little by little, which is convenient for them, but troubles me. ”

"Possessed by a ghost, he brutally killed me a second time in the night. ”

He walked among the corpses, and after making sure that none of them were alive, he searched for them one by one.

A moment later, there were more than forty golden crystals in his hand.

This crystal is called a spade, it is money, it is the currency of this world, Ye Chen needs it very much.

He can not kill people and exchange labor for equality, but these centurions are different, and they will die on the left and right anyway, so if they don't want the spars on their bodies, it will be too tyrannical.

Therefore, these more than forty spars were naturally pocketed by Ye Chen.

To solve this matter, Ye Chen immediately returned, to meet Xiaoqing, and by the way, he thought of other strategies.

It is impossible to use the strategy of trying to capture the past and indulge in it, at least not now, because the traces on the riverbank cannot be hidden from the people behind them.

Ye Chen was only a few minutes away from the place, Zheng Changxiong arrived, and the twenty bloody corpses on the ground, each of which was completely skinless, his thick eyebrows were raised, and his eyes showed a little anger.

The other party showed his skills at the gate of the centurion camp, and here he still relied on the coercion of heaven and earth to wantonly kill the killer!

"Commander Qian, I see, the young man in red is there!" At this time, Jiang Zhuang behind Zheng Changxiong suddenly pointed to a place on the opposite bank.

He inspected the corpses on the ground and found that they had only been dead for less than four minutes, and the young man in red should not have gone far, so he moved his eyes to the opposite peak, and only then did he lock on to Ye Chen, who was galloping.

Ye Chen had a premonition that he would be discovered, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran non-stop towards the top of the mountain, his clothes were thrown behind him, and Feng Feng made a noise.

"Hugh wants to escape!"

Jiang Zhuang shouted and was about to cross the river, but his pupils immediately shrank to the size of a grain of wheat, and his whole body was frozen in place!

On the surface of the murky river, a crimson scythe appeared unconsciously, motionless.

In broad daylight, where does it come from?

Thinking like this, the crimson scythe in front of him is not difficult to see its power and horror.

"Go first, just leave this ugly thing to the two of us. Li Hua and Zhang Yu stepped forward and were eager to try.

"You're no match for it, all stand down!"

Call!

An old voice came to their ears, and then they saw a shadow running from a distance, and when they got closer, they found that it was a man in his early fifties.

"Then there is Uncle Lao Fan!"

Zheng Changxiong nodded, thinking that this Uncle Fan was good, he came in time, and with a wave of his hand, he saw a dead giant tree flying from nearby!

Summoned in the air, true qi imperial objects, when did the true qi imperial objects become so worthless?

Doesn't it say that there is no one in a thousand?

Isn't it said that it is difficult to practice?

The Xuanyue Kingdom is a first-level kingdom in the wasteland, and according to the rough population statistics, there are only more than 30 million people, and there are more than 9 million martial artists, and after calculation, there are less than 10,000 people who can use the True Qi Imperial Object, which is a normal number.

It is not surprising that the commander himself is one of the backbones of the Xuanyue Kingdom.

At this time, ten people climbed the trunk of the tree, and the commander of the thousand tribes, with his powerful true qi, transported thirty people across the river in three times, so he climbed the mountain without looking back.

"It's really strange, this kind of ghost place also has this thing!"

After everyone left, the man called Uncle Fan looked at the motionless crimson scythe in the water.

His face was thin, but his tone was slow and powerful, and he didn't feel embarrassed when he said to himself: "However, it seems to be extinct in the wasteland, right? How did it become extinct? I don't remember clearly, anyway, how many died under my sword." ”