The rain scattered in the Rhine River, splashing the water surface white.

The cod demon hunting team searched on the mountain for a long time and finally found a shelter from the rain. A huge rock raised its head to cover the dry land several meters. The horses knelt on the dry land. The three demon hunters took out the oil cloth from the horse's bag and covered it on the horse's back. They sat on the horse's belly and took out the dry food to eat.

It seems that the sky can't let go of the sun.

The sound of rain drizzles, making the world seem vast and vast.

Norian, the captain of the Demon Hunting Team, drew out the long sword, took out a clean white cloth and slowly wiped the green sword body. The faint light flowed on the sword body, and a buzzing sound was made.

Another thin, red-haired warrior gently picked his nails with a dagger. His hands were slender and flexible. His middle and index fingers were longer than other fingers. He was wearing a gray metal ring on his fingers. He sat there quietly, silently and without any sense of existence.

There was also a fat man with a bloody mouth wide open and chewing a piece of half-baked meat. There were bloodshot on the meat at the corner of his mouth. His slender eyes were almost squeezed out by the fat meat on his face, and only a little bit of splendor flashed from the slit of the flesh occasionally.

Swallow the large piece of meat that was four or five pounds in a few seconds.

With a "knock", the fat man tilted his mouth, spit out a bone and a groove, and said indifferently: "Fuck, these sea tribes are so fucking unpalatable, and the bones are hard."

Norian sneered: "You still eat so much if you don't eat too much."

"Boss, you don't know that I can't let my woman go, I can't drink wine, I can't lose meat all day. I'm just pursuing this little bit of my life, and I haven't been satisfied yet. Fuck him, isn't it the most fierce thing in the sea clan of Liuyun Kingdom? Kill a few more sea clans and go back to the Demon Hunter Union to pay the heads. I have to take a lot of gold coins to go to Layton's Blue Dream Bay for vacation..."

The thin, red-haired man suddenly moved his ears, and a trace of splendor flashed across his eyes, and the other two suddenly fell silent and alert.

These three are all unparalleled masters in the Southern Continent. Norian is only one step away from the Sword Saint. The other two are not as good as him in swordsmanship, but their strength may not be inferior to him. One is an assassin, and the other fat man comes from the mysterious Ghost West family. He is born with secret medicine and is extremely powerful and invulnerable to swords and guns. If you often find such a person, you will find great luck. It is really a reward for three people to form a demon hunting team.

No matter how strong a person is, he must survive, especially these three people are used to spending money with no taboos and big hands.

The heads of the sea clan are more valuable than gold coins that are heavier. They cannot help but be moved.

"Nie Gui, what's wrong?"

The thin and red-haired man did not make any sound, and moved a few steps silently. There were circles of transparent patterns in his gray eyes, staring at the rolling river water on the Rhine.

"woman?"

He murmured softly, a little incredible.

The heavy rain made the world confused, and the figure as small as fallen leaves in the wind moved towards them step by step in the white rain fog.

As we approached, we could see a girl in goose yellow clothes walking naked with her white jade feet on the muddy road. Her oval face and black eyes were very clear, and she was flickering with fear.

The rain poured her down like a chicken, and her thin clothes were pressed against her still slightly tender body, highlighting the beauty of the girl.

Such heavy rain, such wild, such a girl.

Nie Gui's eyes were suspicious. As the girl stumbled and got closer, Norian and the fat man also saw it. They both stood up and looked at each other.

The girl seemed to have just seen them now, running towards them in panic, making a sweet and soft "life-saving" sound from her mouth.

Nie Gui stepped out a dagger and looked coldly at the girl who appeared in the wilderness: "Who are you?"

"Three brothers, please save me. I am a member of the Zerurant tribe and follow the caravan and Sobadin to sell goods. Unexpectedly, I met the sea demon. In order to escape, I dived and floated here all the way."

The Ziruan tribe is a clan of Liuyun Kingdom.

Norian looked at her a few times and could not sense the aura of a warrior on the girl. It seemed that she was an ordinary person. He attached more importance to the information of the sea clan and asked a few questions. He learned about the number of sea clans attacking the caravan, and heard that the girl said that there were only seven or eight sea clans, and he had already set his mind to track it down when the rain stopped. The seven or eight sea clans were a huge fortune.

The rain was still pouring down, and Norian got useful information and was too lazy to pay attention to the girl. After Nie Gui was convinced that the girl was not threatening, he retreated back to the corner and turned into "air" again.

Only the fat man lingers maliciously on the graceful body of the girl soaked in rain.

The Guixi family has always been notorious. Because everyone in their family is talented and powerful, no one can do anything to them, but there are few people who are with them. It took a long time for the Fatty Eyes Demon Hunter Union to contact Norian and Nie Gui who were willing to form a group with him. Of course, these two people are not good people, but they are not good at women.

"Little girl, you see that you are soaked all over. This is not enough. Be careful to be sick. Come on, brother has a set of clothes to change, you can make do with it first." The fat man tried hard to squeeze out a smile that he thought was kind, took out a white robe from his bag and handed it to the girl.

The girl's face is not as beautiful, but her eyebrows and eyes are delicate and her big black eyes make people feel pitiful. Her body is so tender that it seems like she can get out of water after pinching her hands. The fat man has always liked such young boys. If he can meet such a good person in this wilderness, how can he let it go?

Norian glanced at him and knew what the fat man was paying attention. He coughed softly: "Fat man, don't be too troublesome, you'll have to hurry up later."

The fat man didn't look back: "This rain will not stop for a while, it's enough for me to do my business."

Nominal Norian was the leader of the Demon Hunting Group, but in fact the three of them had a cooperative relationship and even the bounty was divided equally. Except for the actual battle with the sea clan, the three of them were basically in different places, and no one interfered with each other. Norian just felt bored and interrupted. Since the fat man didn't buy it, he would never make it unhappy for the little girl and the fat man, and he wouldn't say anything, so he could toss.

The girl blinked her watery big eyes, shook her head, making the fat man's throat roll roar.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Brother is just worried about you." The fat man could hardly hold back and stretched out his fat fat hands to pull the girl's ground hands.

"No...don't..." The girl's eyes were filled with mist.

"Why are you disobedient? Brother feels sorry for you." The fat man pinched one of the girl's white and slender wrists and pulled her hard: "Come on, I'll change it for you."

The girl then realized that she had just escaped from the wolf claws and fell into the tiger's den.

He couldn't help but cry and begged: "No, please let me go, please."

The fat man's three-point patience had long been worn out, his face was shaking. His slender eyes flashed in his lustful eyes. He laughed and said, "You said, your child, my brother is kind enough to help you change your clothes. What's your name? But your little yellow oriole-like mouth is really sweet, so sweet that my little heart is so numb. My brother likes to hear your call..."

Norian and Nie Gui both frowned. They were naturally not good people, but they also despise Fatty's disgusting hobbies, but they just had no choice. They are allies now, so there is no need to make unpleasant about this little thing, let alone Fatty is not easy to mess with.

"Help...Help..." The girl's desolate voice tore open the rain curtain.

The fat man had already pressed the girl to the ground, and he was about to tear her clothes with one hand... Kerala's electric light flashed and exploded not far from the big rock. The air was filled with burnt smell. The huge vibration scared the fat man's ardent lower body retracted. He almost felt impotence, and he cursed his mother.

But he suddenly heard Norian and Nie Guishu stand up and draw out their weapons.

Norian's voice trembled with a hint of horror: "Fatty, stop playing."

The fat man couldn't vent his desire because of this sudden land lightning. He was frustrated and scolded: "I'm just playing with a woman, you're talking nonsense..."

His voice was stuck there, and his eyes, which were squeezed into the fat, suddenly widened, and froze there as if incredible. After a moment, he slowly looked around, his face as white as paper.

"Fuck...Fuck..." His thick lips trembled, and a dirty word lingered in his throat for a long time.

The rain is blowing down, and in the white rain and mist, there are dense black shadows. They are like ghosts, without a trace of breath. But you can feel countless pairs of dead eyes staring at you.

Where do so many sea tribes come from?

Along the way, there were more than a dozen sea clans killed by the three people, and they knew very well about their combat power.

Fighting alone, and they understand the weaknesses of the sea clan, it is absolutely no problem. However, once the number of sea clans exceeds ten, the three of them can only escape when they see the wind. There are more than ten hundred in the white rain and fog in front of them, and the faint black shadow makes them frightened.

They are all used to being rampant in the earth, and their hands are full of blood, which does not mean that they will not be afraid of death, let alone the cruelty of the sea tribe is beyond their imagination.

Even Nie Gui, who had always been gloomy and numb, twitched the corners of his mouth and slowly pulled out a short knife from his back. He had his left knife and right dagger, and gently interlaced it, and said slowly: "What should I do?"

The fat man's mind was splashed cleanly, his flesh kept shaking, his thin eyes flashed, sometimes he was afraid, sometimes he was fierce and fierce.

He growled, "Get out."

Norian twisted his head, and the neck bones made a sound like a bean-like sound. He licked his dry lips: "This is the only way."

The three of them looked at each other. The fat man's eyes suddenly opened and his beard and hair were spreading. His wide robe swelled like a balloon. Purple blood tendons spread out on the surface of his skin, and purple blood surged all over his body. The originally round and white body raised a bunch of steel-like muscles, red and oily purple, and even the whites of his eyes were covered with purple-red bloodshots, and his nostrils kept buzzing, gasping for a cow.

With a violent sir, the fat man used the iron-body secret technique of the Guixi Family and had already flew out like a top.

Norian followed closely behind, and the huge heavy sword began to spread from the palm of the sword. The tongue of fire was instantly spit out, and even the sword body was burned to blood red. Nie Gui had already disappeared silently in the air.

As for the four horses and the girl who fell to the ground and shivered, they were naturally abandoned.

The fat man who had already transformed into an iron-body land was like a huge chariot, knocking away the dense sea tribes with infinite power. The invulnerable sea tribes flew out under the fat man's crazy rotation. Norian was behind the fat man, and a heavy sword like a fire dragon tore the air hot. In the dancing trajectory, the raindrops were evaporated, revealing narrow and long vacuum trajectories.

The fat man could bounce the sea clan, but it was impossible to kill them. But the Norian Earth Fire Sword could make the sea clan deadly. Every Naruto flashed by, and the sea clan that hit him made a tragic hesitation and fell down with fire.

The Yanling Fire Blade is a pure fire-type magic weapon. As a weapon, it has many fatal weaknesses, but it is just right to kill the sea clan.

A phantom flashed in the air from time to time.

Wherever you pass, a cross-blooded mouth will appear on the belly of the sea clan who is trying to rush up, and blood sausages will be pulled out from the mouth of the blood.

The extremely fierce sea clan seems to be unable to stop these three famous masters in the Southern Continent.

In the blink of an eye, the three people had already broken through the distance of fifty or sixty meters.

Wherever he passed, seven or eight sea tribes fell down.

The rain fell like an arrow, striking water to the body, and the surging sound of the Rhine River almost shattered the ears.

Despair had already begun to tighten its cruel big hand, almost crushing the hearts of the three people.

They worked hard and spent all their energy, but this short distance was already the limit.

The fat man's copper and iron bones collided violently and continuously with the invulnerable body of the sea clan. It seemed invincible, but even the real steel chariot was scrapped. The fat man was still human. The talent given to him by the Guixi family was limited, and he was already unscrupulous in the human world. However, the sea clan was not human.

They have a shell as hard as fat people and also have sharp claws that fat people do not possess.

During countless collisions, those sharp claws kept cutting the fat man's steel-like surface. After a trace of extremely unwillingness to despair, he finally broke his skin, and purple blood spurted out from the gaps in the wound like hair.

This most tough and hard ghost Western secret technique has fatal flaws.

He cannot break it, just like a full ball, which is strong enough to hold it out. Once it is pierced a little, all the energy will be discharged.

The fat man watched in horror and despair as the blood sprayed dozens of meters from the tiny wound. Once the moisture in the body under extreme expansion found a breakthrough, it was like a collapsed dam, which could not stop it from swelling thousands of miles.

It is extremely terrible and miserable to watch yourself spray out like a balloon.

The fat man's face was twisted and he ran away like crazy.

He had completely collapsed. Not only in the face of the sacrificial, but also in spirit, Norian, who followed him had to retreat. He couldn't help but feel scared when he saw the fat man's originally tall and strong body shriveling, like a bag with leaking water. His skin was wrinkled into dry bark, and then instantly torn to pieces by the sea clan.

He was just distracted. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a dark arm pierced his chest.

The claws were poked out from his chest and pulled out his still beating heart.

Norian lifted the Rock Ridge Fire Blade high before his death, and the fire flashed violently, and his body burned with raging fire. Even if he died, he would not want his body to be ravaged by the sea tribe.
To be continued...