For the new monster, Joyce had a sense of jealousy in his heart for no reason, whether it was the intuition of calling it a martial artist, or the timidity of being regarded as a soldier, or even being said to be a daddy with a baby who had lost his man's blood and temperament. What he hopes for most now is to get rid of this hairy feeling as soon as possible, but he can't escape!

Perhaps as a lone mercenary or a soldier he would not hesitate to do so, but now he is a father who stands by his child's side, a compatriot and friend who is in the spotlight and expected, and he cannot and will not back down.

And once he determined his position, he immediately rushed towards the monster with his sword without a trace of hesitation, not because he used reckless behavior to hide his fear, but because under the premise that he could not escape, it was always wiser to use all his strength to strike first than to strike later.

The humanoid monster seemed to be unusually slow to react because it had just been summoned from the ground, and it was only slightly moved its body after being slashed by Joyce several times in succession that it was considered a reaction, and from this point of view, Joyce's judgment that he was quick to shoot was not wrong at all, but his expression did not relax even a little bit because of this.

The impact from the blade just now felt like a blunt knife slashing at the wet cowhide, and there were no signs of injury on the monster's body, so it was hard to imagine the effect of a sharp blade that had just slashed a lot of enemies.

Frightened in his heart, Joyce almost had the idea of turning and fleeing, in his memory he had not faced such an enemy who could not be helped, but the final result of that experience was that only a few people in a team of 100 escaped death, although he was among them, but he was not sure that he would live to experience it again.

Knowing that he was bound to enter a desperate rhythm next, he gritted his teeth and stretched the sword in his hand flat, lunged sideways and leaned forward to accumulate strength, and waited until the green tendons on his arms and forehead were about to burst open, and then he stabbed the big sword forward violently.

The fast-moving sword body almost brought out the sound of breaking the air, making people have no doubt that anything in front of them could not sweep its edge, and it was true, I saw that the monster that was not caring before had to dodge this time, but this was really not the result Joyce wanted, and the monster's movements were too fast.

When the residual strength of the sword still did not fade, the monster had already avoided the attack trajectory and pressed down its body and rushed forward from the side to the position near Joyce, and the picture formed from a distance was actually fighting in the same posture, but it was definitely not Joyce who had the advantage at this moment.

There was no superfluous movement, just waved his upper limbs and slammed firmly into Joyce's waist, and the blacksmith, who had just been brave and powerful, immediately flew to the side like a meteor, until it slammed into the wall of the house, and the shell plastered with mortar and rubble shattered on the spot, and even the wooden structure inside was inverted and deformed by the impact, you can imagine how great the force of the impact was.

Not to mention the damage to the flesh and blood on the other side of the collision, Joyce slammed straight to the ground after a mouthful of blood, as if he had been trampled apart by the Kodo Behemoth, and the pain and paralysis of the fire and heart and lungs could not allow the brain to regain control of the body.

As if sensing that the enemy was no longer a threat, the monster resumed its slow movements, only this time instead of staying where it was, it slowly paced towards Joyce, who had fallen to the ground.

The lower limbs like canines don't move too fast, and every step is like stepping on the hearts of everyone around them, completely shattering the confidence that has just been formed, and the savior who was still majestic just now was knocked down by the enemy in an instant, and the suppression of the strength of the devastating general can no longer make people have any heart of resistance, but the state of being too shocked has not been broken, and whoever speaks first or moves to break the silence will inevitably collapse.

"Villain, don't bully my father!" the immature child's voice sounded, and the small figure used the short sword in his hand to constantly slash at the hard skin of the monster from behind, looking so thin and weak.

This action did not release the fear and madness of everyone present, but instead a sad mood, some people had already covered their eyes and twisted their heads to the side, and many sensitive women were secretly wiping tears.

The sword once again burst with light and sword energy, but unlike the last time, it only caused the monster to howl and take a few steps back, and by the time the ugly body turned to face Isli, the little boy in despair was already too frightened to move.

"Don't move him, come at me, you ugly brute......" Joyce, still unable to move, shouted with all her might, but the monster seemed to target only threats that could hurt him.

Tears welled up in Joyce's eyes as he watched the hateful forelimb lift it up again.

The claws fell, and there was a muffled 'bang', but it was the ferocious monster that was knocked away.

Rising to his eyes, Isley stood in front of him in a familiar mage's robe, and cheered excitedly:

"Big brother, you're here to save me again!"

Xiao Yi turned his head and smiled slightly, and immediately put away the "Energy Recoil Mirror", looking at the 'carrion beast' paralyzed in the distance like a dead dog, showing a contemptuous expression, the effect of the accessories for a whole day is naturally not vegetarian, of course, the next direct use of the 'Light Purification Scroll' to burn the immobile monster is the way once and for all.

Needless to say, after identifying himself and receiving countless admiration and grateful glances, it was not difficult to get Joyce back on his feet with drugs.

"Xiao Yi, I've solved it here. Jeff, who was clutching the head of a carrion, jumped out from the other direction, which naturally caused a lot of discussion. Especially when Joyce saw this scene, his teeth were sour, Xiao Yi's toughness he could understand, the king's favored retainer and the wise alchemist's identity didn't sound like a simple person, but what was the origin of the new arrival? Why is the strong enemy who has just let himself suffer so vulnerable!

"It's not hurt!" Xiao Yi is still not very relieved about this big man who is a little silly.

"Hehe, a seventh-order swordsman can't even deal with this kind of thing, so it's better to hide your face in the crotch of your pants!" Jeff straightened his chest in an ostentatious manner, but then scratched his head embarrassedly when he thought that his strength had skyrocketed or because of the person in front of him, and his words made Joyston, the only one among those next to him who knew something about the professional level.

"That's good, let's go to the main gate, that's what I'm most worried about!"

After speaking, Xiao Yi took Jeff to prepare to transfer the position.

At this time, Wesley and the others, who had not had time to break open the emergency stone wall in front of the city gate, had to stop their work first, because the four guards who had just saved them from fire and water were facing a black-robed mage who was walking slowly on a horse in the distance at this moment, and they were waiting for a battle posture!