After a crocodile launched a sneak attack, the group continued onward. It seemed they had entered the crocodiles' territory. Crocodiles of all sizes sprang out from puddles nearby, the woods, and patches of weeds, constantly sneak attacking the Martial Artists in the group.
Fortunately, all the Martial Artists were quite strong, with the weakest at Houtian Layer Four or above. They were therefore fairly composed when dealing with the crocodiles' sneak attacks.
The Qian Family had no good way to deal with the crocodile attacks. They had no ointment that could drive away crocodiles, so they could only tell everyone to handle them cautiously. Besides, to Martial Artists, these crocodile attacks were like a group of children attacking adults. They would not cause any serious consequences for Martial Artists.
Even though the crocodiles attacked swiftly, they were still no match for the Martial Artists' strength.
However, what surprised everyone was that none of the crocodiles attacking the Martial Artists were beaten to death on the spot. Their hides seemed thick and tough, capable of deflecting attacks. They merely shook their heads and left, no longer attacking the Martial Artists.
The endless stream of crocodiles created a minor nuisance for the advancing Martial Artists. Though irritating, they posed no danger.
Chen Mo was at the very back of the group and could be said to suffer the most concentrated attacks of all. Every few steps, a crocodile would leap out of the water or somewhere else, open its jaws, and bite at Chen Mo.
"Looks like we've entered a crocodile nest!" Ouyang Ruo Xi said with a smile as she watched Chen Mo continuously knock away the crocodiles pestering him.
"More or less. This should be where the crocodiles live, or there wouldn't be so many of them." Chen Mo kicked