Rise of the Otherworld.

After Lin Yu pushed the disciple away, he found himself in a close confrontation with the crocodile. The crocodile stared at him fiercely, opened its mouth and pounced again. The fishy smell from its mouth was disgusting, and its huge body brought up a cloud of mud and water.

Lin Yu dodged to the side, and the sword in his hand slashed towards the crocodile's belly. The sword rubbed against the crocodile's skin, and a string of sparks flew. The crocodile's hard scales made it difficult for the blade to penetrate deeply, but Lin Yu's sword still left a shallow wound on its body. Blood oozed from the wound, instantly dyeing the surrounding mud red.

The crocodile, in pain, attacked even more frantically. Its movements grew more swift and ferocious, each strike carrying an overwhelming force. Lin Yu fought and retreated, attempting to lure the crocodile away from the disciples' path. His footsteps sank deeply into the muddy water, each step extremely difficult.

"Master, we're here to help you!" several disciples shouted. Their faces were filled with anxiety and worry, their hands tightly gripping their weapons, ready to rush forward to help.

"Don't come over, protect the others!" Lin Yu responded loudly. His voice echoed in the swamp with unquestionable determination.

Lin Yu was completely focused on dealing with the crocodile's attack. Every dodge and counterattack was incredibly dangerous. His clothes were already soaked with mud and sweat, clinging to his body, making him look utterly miserable. He also had a number of scrapes and scratches on his body, and the blood mixed with the mud made him look battered.

The crocodile swung its tail, and Lin Yu was unable to dodge and was knocked down heavily into the muddy water. He felt a sharp pain, his head buzzing, and the scene in front of him became a little blurry. The muddy water instantly filled his mouth and nose, almost suffocating him.

"Master!" the disciples exclaimed. Their voices were filled with fear and nervousness, their hearts in their throats.

Lin Yu endured the pain and quickly climbed out of the mud. He was breathing heavily, but his eyes remained firm. At this moment, he found that the crocodile's movements seemed to have slowed down a bit, perhaps because the previous wound affected its movement.

A trace of determination flashed in Lin Yu's eyes. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the crocodile again. This time, he saw the right moment and used all his strength to pierce the sword straight into the crocodile's eye.

The crocodile let out a shrill scream, the sound echoing in the swamp, shaking people with fear. It rolled and struggled frantically in the swamp, stirring up huge waves of mud and water. Lin Yu took the opportunity to quickly move away, gasping for breath. His chest rose and fell violently, like a bellows.

"Master, are you okay?" The disciples gathered around, their eyes filled with concern and admiration.

"I'm fine, let's go quickly. I don't know what other dangers there are in this swamp." Lin Yu said. Although his voice was weak, it was still full of majesty.

Everyone continued to move forward along the route that Lin Yu had explored, carefully avoiding the traps hidden in the mud and water. Every step they took was trembling with fear, fearing that another accident would happen.

However, before they had gone far, a buzzing sound came from far away, getting louder and louder, as if countless bees were flapping their wings.

"Oh no! It's a swarm of poisonous mosquitoes!" Xiaoyaozi's face changed drastically. His voice was filled with fear.

A swarm of poisonous mosquitoes flew towards them, a terrifying sight. The mosquitoes were like a black cloud, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Wherever they passed, the air seemed to become heavy.

"Everyone, cover your mouth and nose with clothes!" Lin Yu shouted loudly.

Everyone did as they were told, but the poisonous mosquitoes continued to attack fiercely. They rushed towards Lin Yu and others like a black torrent.

Lin Yu waved the sword in his hand, trying to drive away the poisonous mosquitoes, but there were too many of them and he could not stop them at all.

A disciple was accidentally bitten by a poisonous mosquito and instantly fell to the ground, rolling around in pain.

"Help me!" His cry was heartbreaking.

Can Lin Yu and others escape the attack of the poisonous mosquitoes and get out of this dangerous swamp?