Feeling the power of the long sword in his hand, Joe Morson only felt pain and numbness in his mouth. Uncle Qiao was more and more shocked by the pale demonic beast in front of him, this small-headed and sharp-mouthed humanoid demonic beast has almost no shortcomings on the whole, super explosive power, terrifying high-speed movement ability, and combat instinct that cannot be ignored.

Uncle Qiao was already sweating, and this time he couldn't follow the rotten egg to affect the other party's sense of smell and find a chance to escape, so he could only make a move...... Uncle Qiao's face was slightly pale, faintly like the skin color of the demonic beast, and Uncle Qiao trembled and thought of the key question: I don't seem to be its opponent......

After all, Joe Morson is still an experienced A-level adventurer, he made a choice for the first time, only to see him holding his long sword high, the magic power on his body flowing straight to the sword body, and the whole body of the blue blade faintly swept a strong air current, and for a while Joe Morson showed the posture that an A-level adventurer should have.

The Pale Demonic Beast couldn't help but shudder at this moment, and it felt a strong qi lock on itself, and it could be sure that its high-speed movement might not be able to completely dodge this slash.

A huge blue sword light was like a galactic waterfall accompanied by a storm towards the pale demonic beast, and the strong air flow that rolled up made people's skin ache, and the pale-colored demonic beast couldn't even open its eyes under the wanton churning storm for a while, and was swallowed by the magnificent sword light in an instant.

As soon as the blow was successful, the surrounding trees were affected by this trick, and the scene was a mess, who would have imagined that this wasteland that seemed to have been poisoned by war was a lush greenery? Joe Morson didn't have the idea of looking inside the smoke, he turned and ran wildly towards the elven land. Joe Morson knew that his own strength alone would not be enough to kill the pale beast, so he thought of the elves.

The pair of blood-red ruby eyes were the first to emerge from the smoke and dust, and only then did they see the pale beast step out of the smoke and dust that had not yet dispersed, and its body was stained with a pitch-black liquid that could only be seen to be blood oozing from the tumbling open wound on its chest.

A roar full of murderous intent resounded in the sky, Joe Morson's face turned pale, the strength of his feet suddenly increased, and the bumping and bumping along the way to the branches did not make his speed slow down in the slightest. Although Uncle Qiao's current appearance is embarrassed, he is not really injured after all, and because of this, when he appeared in front of the elves, he also successfully blocked the arrows that came quickly.

The elves stood on the opposite side under the leadership of Ice Blue, and they couldn't help but frown, they recognized Joe Morson as the one who had rescued Jack and his party before. Before they could think about it, they heard Uncle Qiao shouting loudly, "Don't stop! Keep shooting! ”

Bing Lan's face turned dark, and he shouted angrily, "Everyone draw the bow!" Shoot him for me! ”

Uncle Qiao's body stiffened, "I didn't mean that......"

Before Joe Morson finished speaking, a figure had already jumped out of the forest, it was the pale demonic beast, the moment it came out, the elves all subconsciously aimed their bows at it, only to see the crosshairs of the uncountable bows wandering between the pale demonic beast and Uncle Joe.

"I'm here to surrender!" Uncle Qiao shouted at Ice Blue as he distanced himself from the Pale Demonic Beast. Although Uncle Qiao said this, everyone present knew that this was a disaster at all, and even so, Bing Lan had to stand on the same front as him for the time being.

The elven soldiers released their bowstrings in unison, and a rain of arrows with different magic attached to them rained down in a colorful way, reflecting a beautiful picture...... "Alas! An inopportune voice ruined the atmosphere, and although it was not deliberately aimed at Joe Morson, it was not deliberately avoided either, and he was also affected.

Uncle Qiao ran wildly one by one, and finally got out of the range of the arrow rain, but he ushered in Bing Lan's cold and bone-chilling gaze, only to see Bing Lan pull out the sword on his waist, the sword body was as bright as hiding a galaxy, the blade was wider than the slender long sword, but it was slender than the ordinary long sword, and there was a hollow metal hemisphere at the gauntlet to protect the handle, and the top of the hilt was inlaid with a translucent gem and still exuded a brilliant color.

Ice Blue holds the sword horizontally on the side of the arm, as if it were a starting hand. Uncle Qiao's face was bitter, and his depression was difficult to express, "I'm just here to find a helper, so I won't use the artifact to cut me." ”

At this time, the bow-wielding elves had tacitly retreated to the rear, and only Ice Blue confronted Joe Morson and the Pale Monster. Ice Blue's temperament is also hot in human society, she did not hesitate at all, and the magic power of her hands poured out into the divine sword she held tightly in her hand, and the divine sword whispered and exuded a touching beat.

The atmosphere instantly froze, and only the sound of everyone's heartbeats beating in sync with the soft groaning of the divine sword echoed in their ears. Uncle Qiao suddenly saw that the ice blue posture was the posture after the sword blade had been swung, when did she make a move? Uncle Qiao, whose face was pale, nervously touched his body to determine his state, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I'm still alive." At this time, Uncle Qiao reacted, "If I'm okay, then who did she cut?" ”

When Joe Morson turned around, he saw the pale beast bathed in his muddy black blood, a hideous and terrifying wound that spread from his waist to his shoulder, as if it had avoided the fatal wound at the critical moment.

"The artifact wasn't hacked to death?" Uncle Qiao suddenly realized that he might just be lucky enough to escape from it, and this pale demonic beast was even more powerful than he had imagined.