The speed of the black crow was very fast, and after a while, it flew out of a hundred miles with Chen Yu, and the speed continued to increase.

Chen Yu squinted, constantly scanning the sea level below.

Although he knew that there was little hope, there was always a glimmer of hope in his heart that a certain fish would be lost and not wander in the ocean.

You must know that the ocean is not as calm as the sand sea, and the predators that infest the beasts and predators are simply several times that of the sand sea, and the further you go, the multiplier will continue to increase.

It can be said that without a certain amount of capital, entering the ocean is undoubtedly looking for death, and Liu Yiyi is no match for the strength of the martial artist's fivefold, and in the ocean it is a slightly better food.

.......

The first half of the ocean, a certain area.

The scarlet sea level, the swaying waves are full of corpses, rising and falling with the ripples.

All around, pieces of wood were torn into pieces of wood of various sizes, and in front of them, the bow of the ship was erected against the sky, and the stern of the ship had been completely submerged in the sea.

Dozens of figures were back to back, all squeezing in the direction of the bow of the ship, and below, there was constantly sea water that broke the deck and penetrated, turning into an invisible hand, pulling the entire ship towards the dark abyss step by step.

"Hehe, it's really good luck, there is not a single broken mirror in this group of human races. ”

At sea level, fishmen with a green fishhead half-float out of the water, holding a weapon similar to a steel fork in their hands, and behind them, fish-heads emerge from the water, both holding weapons.

The people on the bow of the ship suddenly panicked, looking at the surrounding people surrounded by fishmen, and a touch of despair gradually rose in their eyes.

Sea hooligans, who have always been evil-doers and tyrannical, fall into their hands, there is only one possibility, and that is death!

"What to do, Captain, these sea hooligans are coming. There was a sailor in the bow of the ship shouting, his body trembling, and his wrist holding the long knife trembled uncontrollably, so intense that the next moment the knife was about to fall into the water.

"What can be done, the only way now is to fight them!" roared an old man with gray hair and a resolute face at the bottom of the bow.

He was the captain of this brig, the strength of the peak level of martial arts, and now that he was besieged by the fishmen, he couldn't think of any way to save himself for a while.

After all, the vast sea of .....

"Although it is true to say so, but captain, this child is innocent, he is still so young, so pitiful, and his life has just begun. ”

The sailors moved out of the way, allowing the old man to see the innermost huddled body, trembling and round.

The old man's face was complicated, tangled, helpless, and painful, and they all gathered on his face, "But, what can we do in this vast sea?"

Hearing this, the sailors fell silent.

Yes, in this vast sea, if you can't be saved, how can you guarantee that this child who is only a few years old can survive?

"Captain, how about we try to talk to these sea rascals?" suggested a sailor, looking expectant.

The old man shook his head and rejected the sailor's suggestion, if they could talk, why did this group of fishmen let the mysterious black shadow smash the sailboat, and why did they kill so many passengers, sailor?

This group of fishmen came with the intention of leaving no one alive from the beginning, and it is completely impossible to negotiate!

Besides, they are so embarrassed, what bargaining chips do they have to negotiate with this group of hideous fishmen now?

As the minutes ticked by, the half-floating fish smirked one by one, picked up the steel forks that glittered in the sun, and gradually approached the group of survivors.

As the old man guessed, they didn't intend to stay alive and negotiate?

Oh, under absolute force suppression, a fool will negotiate with you!

What they want is absolute victory!

Tick-tock, tick-tock.....

Finally, the fishmen climbed onto the bow of the ship's shattered planks, picked up their steel forks, roared, and rushed over to the nearest survivor.

There is no doubt that the survivor was stabbed in the heart by the fish-man with a steel fork, his eyes turned white, his body was paralyzed, and he did not know whether he had fainted or was silent.

The fish-man grinned, grabbed a handful of Yin Hong with his claws, put it in his mouth and licked it with his tongue, and let out a sharp laugh.

Everyone turned pale and trembled, and kept moving closer to the bow of the ship, the strongest one held the sword outside, in fact, it was almost the same, all of them were martial artists five or six times, and even some were ordinary people, who could become sailors, but they were only physically stronger and acted as porters.

Soon, the bow of the ship was soon occupied by the fishmen, and one by one, the sailors clenched their long knives like trapped beasts, and roared back in anger.

However, it was ruthlessly crushed by the fish.

Their efforts, not only did not get results, but they won a fish-man to accompany the burial, but almost all of their lives were put into it.

In the end, except for the small circle with the bow of the ship trembling, only the captain of the peak strength of the martial arts was left. It's just that this ship is too old, and under the charge of the fishmen, the body has gradually become unbearable.

Not only did the operation of spiritual power stagnate, but even the weapons in his hands were broken into several sections under the siege of the fishmen and scattered on the wooden boards.

He looked up and looked around, in front of him, behind him, it was all water, and he couldn't escape!

"Terran, this is what happened to you when you captured our fishmen!" the white phosphorus fish-headed man pulled his steel fork out of the body of a dead sailor, and raised three spikes to aim at the old man, roaring angrily.

The fish people followed one by one, gradually surrounding the old man in the center, they were all martial artists with the strength of eight or nine times, and they were able to enter the hunting team, so their strength was naturally required.

The old man gasped heavily, he didn't want to quibble now, not to mention that it was true, there were indeed traffickers in their human race who were catching fish people, no, it should be to capture all kinds of sea tribesmen and send them to the auction house, so that they would lose their freedom and become slaves.

This, even if he didn't participate, he couldn't deny it, after all, this was a contradiction between the two races, he was just the captain of a merchant ship, and he wasn't the highest-ranking of the human race, so he couldn't control it.....

He looked back at the bow of the ship, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

It's a pity that you're here with me today.

"Grandpa. The old man, who seemed to be aware, was looking at him, and the mass of something that had shrunk into the bow of the ship gradually unfolded, revealing a dirty face.

The child's mouth trembled, although his small body was trembling, and his eyes were full of horror, but he still stubbornly opened his eyes and looked directly at the old man.

"Alas....." Looking back at the child, the old man sighed heavily, his eyes full of struggle, hideous, and struggling.

"Roar!"

He let out a low roar, the bones of his whole body crackled, his body quickly moved to the left, turned around, and kicked one of the fishmen in the air, the fishman was stunned, before he could react, his chest was sunken, and his body had turned into a parabola and flew out, and then smashed into the sea, setting off a wave of spray.

"Damn it, kill him!" the fishmen roared, and rushed forward one by one, holding their steel forks.

The old man was silent, trying to breathe smoothly, so that he could slow down and distribute reasonably, and at the same time dodge the fish-man steel fork with his body, he seized the opportunity to punch and kick out and knock the fish-man flying.

Even if the lion is dying, it is still a lion!

"All stand down!" a white-scaled crocodile man suddenly shot out of the water and landed heavily on the bow of the ship, and the huge force made half of the hull sway a little.

The next moment, a thump sounded, and a crimson blood mist dispersed into the air, and the old man knelt in front of the white-scaled crocodile man, his hands drooping, and there were five blood holes in his chest.

"Oh, dying and struggling!" the white-scaled crocodile smiled fiercely, and its blood-red claws raised and grabbed at the old man's head.

"Grandpa!" the kid snapped, his pupils surprisingly wide.

Suddenly, the white-scaled crocodile's heart tightened inexplicably, and a sharp pain pierced his brain, and then he saw that there seemed to be a certain strip of scales in the sky......