Finally arrived at the edge of the swamp, and Lei Hai rushed to the shore with all his strength.

"Poof!"

A bone spur stabbed him in the buttocks, and under the severe pain, the chrysanthemum tightened, and a breath spurted out, and he jumped forward with all his strength, jumped directly to the shore, and crawled to a place more than ten meters offshore, stood up with severe pain, grabbed a handful of stones and threw them out.

The fish-men hated him to the bone, and even when they came ashore, they chased after him, and several fish-men who were stronger than their kind climbed ashore and chased him with crooked steps, a lot slower than in the water.

Lei Hai suddenly gained confidence, grabbed the iron sword and rushed out, even the person with the sword hit an ordinary fishman, knocked it down and rode on the body, held the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed it in the face, the blade entered the brain from the mouth and came out, a fatal blow.

The fish-man is almost the same as a human, the vital parts are the same, the heart, the brain, and the throat are all vital points, and a sword passes through the mouth to the back of the head, which is definitely a fatal injury.

If the physique is high enough, it may rely on a strong physique to persist and not die, but the physique of a fish is not as high as that of a normal human, which is equivalent to a normal person suffering from this kind of injury, and he is definitely dead and cannot die again.

In the water, Lei Hai may not even be able to do two ordinary fishmen, but when it comes to the shore, the situation is completely opposite, dealing with them is the same as dealing with a group of kobolds, relying on the speed advantage, constantly knocking down and killing the peripheral fishmen, attacking and attacking the fishmen, as long as they can hit, at most two swords can kill one.

After fighting and retreating, about 100 meters from the shore, more than 30 fishmen caught up and half of them died, and even the leader died two, and the rest hesitated and began to retreat.

But at this time, Lei Hai did not let them go, chasing after them on the left and right, constantly killing the fishmen who fell behind, and when they entered the water, only four were still alive.

He didn't continue to chase and kill the remaining four, one was that he couldn't beat him in the water, and the other was that he was in too bad condition now, killing so many people would always be counterattacked, and the injuries accumulated were even worse now than when he dealt with the kobold yesterday, only fifty less than health, close to a seriously injured state.

Don't worry now, if the fishmen die so much, the total number of remaining fishmen will not exceed thirty, and it will be much easier to deal with again.

After waiting for almost an hour for the health to recover, and the blood gushing out of his body slowly healed and scarred, Lei Hai stood up and shook the iron sword in his hand, a little worried.

This iron sword is a weapon that every novice has, and he will take it back when he leaves this world, and he doesn't take care of it, but his killing efficiency is too fast, and he has killed hundreds of kobold mermaids in just two days, and the durability of the iron sword is almost exhausted.

The so-called durability is just a statement in the case of equipment in the case of data, which is actually reflected in reality, that is, there are too many gaps in this sword, and the blade is cut and rolled up, and it is no longer sewn and strong, and it will break if you continue to use it.

No newcomer was killed as hard as he did at first, so much so that even the novice weapon was about to be scrapped.

Lei Hai thought about it, came to the edge of the swamp and found a big bluestone, smashed the rolled blade with a stone, dipped it in some water and began to sharpen the sword.

That's right, it's feasible, sharpen the blade of the rolled up sword and sharpen it again, and you can use it the same, but it's unprofessional, and the durability of the sword will be reduced a lot.

But this is not a problem at all, anyway, the novice weapon can't be taken away, just deal with the novice task first, and there is no need for professional maintenance.

It took almost half an hour to re-sharpen the iron sword, and after trying the sword, it was worse than before, but it was not a problem to hack the fishman to death, so he took the sword and re-entered the swamp.

This time, he entered the swamp without a fish-man to disturb him, until he reached the fish-man altar, only to see a group of fish-men gathered around the edge of the island where the altar was located, as soon as he appeared, many ordinary fish-men let out a frightened cry, and the fish-man chief brandished a harpoon and roared, and jumped into the water and rushed towards him.

Fishman Chieftain: Aqua, Fishman.

Attributes: Constitution 13, Strength 13, Agility 10 (14 Water), Perception 11, Charisma 5, Intelligence 10.

Creature Level: One-star elite creature.

Health: 1850 HP.

Attack: 6D11*2.

Defense: 6.

Skill/Passive: One-Star Elite Soul: This is a one-star elite creature with 1000 HP increase, attack bonus +2, health regeneration +5, and debuff duration reduced by 25%.

Skill/Passive: Fishman Chieftain LV1. The leader of the Fishman Tribe has more vitality and strength than his kind, with +600 HP, +4 Defense, and +2 Attack Bonus.

Skill/Passive: Hard Scales. The Fishman Chief has a body of hard scales and a damage reduction of 10.

Skill/Passive: Trident Thorn. The Fish-Man Chieftain wields his weapon, piercing the target, dealing 40 bonus physical damage and piercing 3.

Weapons: Trident +25 Attack.

The Fishman Chief was already as large as a shorter human, with much thicker scales, and his thick tail swung vigorously through the water at a speed like an arrow.

Lei Hai turned around and ran directly, this time he was smart not to walk in a straight line, but to jump on other roads and turn around, so as to escape from the pursuit of the fishman chieftain, and narrowly escaped to the shore before being overtaken.

However, the fish-man chief was much smarter than the ordinary fish-man, and when he came to the shore, he swam back and forth, roared with his harpoon, turned around and swam into the water!

"I'm going, so smart and not fooled?"

Lei Hai was a little dumbfounded, stayed on the shore and was stunned for a while, his eyes lit up, and he said:

"It doesn't matter if you don't go ashore, you always eat, and I'll see when you go to hunt."

He turned to the top of the swamp, which was a little closer to the Fish-Man Altar and could be seen from a distance, and he was going to wait for the Fish-Man to go out hunting and separate, and then he would have a chance to kill them one by one.

This wait, that is, after waiting for almost three hours, the fishman has not yet separated, but he is hungry, the hot sand wasteland is full of loess, there is nothing to eat, even if there are some small animals such as scorpions and sand snakes, they can't eat without fire.

Inexperienced, he came out of the wasteland village without dry food, and now his stomach is rumbling.

It's not okay to fight for a long time without food, the combat physical exertion is the greatest, and you must eat a lot of meat to replenish the physical exertion.

Lei Hai only hesitated slightly, and decided to find something to eat on the spot to fill his stomach first, and then he said, if he didn't have physical strength, he couldn't kill anyone who sent it to the door.

Of course, scorpions, sand snakes, insects and the like are not good, he went to fish on the banks of the Nigal River, and the fish and shrimp in the swamp had long been caught by the fishmen.

Came to a place a little distance from the fish-man tribe and squatted by the river, staring at the river with a sword in one hand and motionless, he was about to stab the fish with his sword.

Half an hour later, Lei Hai, who had been stiff all over his body in this posture, failed to catch a fish, but...