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Chapter 657: The Swordsmith (please vote for the super large chapter)(1/2)

He Ao put the suitcase in his hand into the arms of Jia Qian who was standing aside. His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of the monster that was thrown into the corner of the alley in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the monster had just fallen to the ground. Mi Mi Huhu was lying on the ground and had not yet stood up. He Ao stood in front of his head and suddenly raised his right leg, with his toes over his shoulders, and his legs were straight like a '1', and then

Suddenly cracked.

boom--

With a loud noise, the monster's triangular head was hammered back to the ground, shattering the originally bumpy concrete floor again and splashing out several pieces of cement fragments.

The originally dizzy monster fell into some kind of dizziness again.

He Ao stepped on the monster's head, raised the crutch in his hand, and glanced at the monster's body.

This monster's body is covered with fine and hard scales, and its energy gathering point is under the thick scales, at the deepest part of its body.

The crutch in He Ao's hand is a blunt instrument. Although there is a tip at the bottom, it is not sharp enough. The spiritual consciousness can only enhance the original texture and strength of the crutch, but cannot enhance its sharpness.

In this case, either use brute force to attack the same place multiple times, use crutches to directly penetrate the monster's body and crush its energy collection point, or use high-frequency attacks to cause internal injuries to the monster through the conduction of power.

But no matter which method is used, it consumes a lot of power and takes a long time.

Although Xi Tuo's body can withstand super memory as his martial arts improves, if he uses super memory for too long, it will still have a relatively large impact on He Ao's state.

And in the very short period of time when He Ao paused to think about tactics, Yin Xia, who was at the entrance of the alley, seemed to have discovered He Ao's difficulty. She grabbed the object behind her waist with her hand that was originally close to her waist and threw it, "

Old gentleman, knife!"

The folded butterfly knife sliced ​​through the air, making a violent sound of splitting the air.

He Ao didn't look back and stretched out his hand,

boom--

He just caught the butterfly knife flying in the air in his hand.

At the same time, he withdrew his foot from stepping on the monster's head.

At this time, the monster also recovered from its dizzy state and slowly raised its head.

He Ao's hand holding the cane gave a thumbs up to Yin Xiya behind him.

Then he jumped up, and the beautiful butterfly knife unfolded in his hand, revealing a blade as sharp as a night fang.

Roar--

The monster roared violently and wanted to use the sharp cone on its head to hit He Ao's body in the air. However, it was too late at this moment. He Ao had already jumped on its back and took advantage of the situation to use the butterfly knife that had been unfolded in his hand.

Insert it.

The sharp blade instantly pierced the monster's scales and penetrated into its flesh.

Good knife!

This time He Ao did not cover the blade with his consciousness at all.

This knife easily broke through the powerful armor of this C-class monster.

In fact, when He Ao used this knife to kill Werther last night, he already felt that it was a good knife, but he did not expect that this knife was so sharp.

Accompanied by the severe pain that pierced the body, the monster shook its body violently, trying to throw He Ao off its back.

He Ao followed the monster's shaking rhythm, slid the blade downward, cut more scales, and made larger wounds. Purple blood overflowed along the monster's body.

At the same time, the crutch covered with spiritual consciousness held by He Ao's other hand almost violently inserted his front and rear feet into the monster's cut wound.

The polished crutch was like piercing tofu, forcefully piercing the flesh and blood inside the monster, penetrating the deepest energy core of his body.

In just an instant, the body of the monster, which was still shaking violently, stiffened, and its head, which was raised high, dropped and fell to the ground.

He Ao slowly pulled out the crutch with the crank already immersed in the monster's body. He did not turn off his super memory at this moment, but was still looking at the monster's body.

A huge twisted shadow, as if countless souls were stitched together, shrouded the monster. This seemed to be the monster's 'soul'.

Under He Ao's gaze, this soul did not slowly dissipate like a normal death, but suddenly shrank, as if it was clenched by an invisible hand, and then pulled up and disappeared into the void.

In the depths of this void, something has 'taken away' the monster's soul.

However, He Ao didn't have time to think about this phenomenon at this moment. While looking at the monster's soul, he also violently threw the butterfly knife that was pulled out of his hand.

At the moment when my soul was 'taken away', a black drone suddenly jumped out from the alleyway on the other side.

There was a small laser cannon hanging on it. At this moment, the laser cannon had already gathered its brilliance, and it automatically aimed the muzzle at Yin Xiya who was standing on the roadside.

Yin Xiya quickly discovered the drone. Seeing the light gathering at the muzzle, she subconsciously pushed Jia Qian away from her.

Her beautiful eyes widened little by little, and her vagina shrank.

Her talent was not improved in defense. If this laser cannon hit her vitals, she wouldn't be able to survive for long even if she didn't die immediately.

boom--

The expected burst of laser light did not appear. The sword light streaking through the void with a sonic boom pierced the flashing muzzle, pierced the energy core of the drone, and exploded under the dim sky.

A shining spark.

At the time of the explosion, He Ao had already walked in front of Jia Qian who was pushed by Yin Xiya, reached out to catch Jia Qian, raised his crutch, and knocked away a drone part that flew from the explosion like a baseball.

It hit the wall nearby with a bang.

He Ao glanced at Jia Qian in his arms. The little girl was obviously frightened by the scene just now. Her eyes were wide open and she seemed to have no reaction.

"Take a deep breath."

He Ao lowered his tone and said softly.

It wasn't until He Ao's voice rang in her ears that Jia Qian came back to her senses. She took a deep breath, ruffled her nose, hugged the suitcase in her hand, raised her head and looked at He Ao, and used her belt to

He said with a slightly choked voice,

"Grandpa, I'm fine, I'm not afraid."

Then she lowered her head and glanced at the wreckage of the drone on the ground, and took another deep breath.

"It's okay."

He Ao reached out and gently touched his granddaughter's head, then he led Jia Qian and walked to the side of Yin Xiya who was in shock.

At this moment, the butterfly knife was nailed to the lamppost on the side of the road. The entire blade had not penetrated the lamppost, leaving only a small section of the handle exposed.

This is the result of He Ao controlling the force and the drone bearing part of the force.

If He Ao had just thrown it harder, the butterfly knife would have penetrated the entire street light pole, flew to the other side of the street, and penetrated the glass of the shop opposite.

He Ao let go of Jia Qian's hand, stepped lightly, jumped into the air, and grasped the small exposed handle of the knife.

Then he put the crank handle of the crutch against the lamp pole with his other hand and used the force to support it. Then he slowly used the hand holding the handle of the knife to pull out the butterfly knife from the lamp pole.

Then his body fell and landed on the ground.

At the same time, his eyes scanned the surroundings.

Although there was a loud movement just now, there was almost no one around at this time. Only a few nearby store clerks who were looking at the store were attracted by the explosion and looked puzzled.

He Ao flipped his palm, folded the butterfly knife back, and handed it to Yin Xiya, "Your knife."

At this time, Yin Xiya just woke up from a dream. She raised her head and glanced at He Ao, "Please wait a moment."

Then she immediately turned around, looked at the people gathered around her, took out an ID card from her clothes and unfolded it, "FBI, special security drill, please don't get too close, be careful of accidental injury."

Then she took out several small machines from her pocket, turned to look at He Ao, "This is the isolation grating,"

She reached out and squeezed, and a laser grating projection appeared in front of her, "Can you help me arrange it?"

"good."

He Ao nodded and took the small machines.

Jia Qian also came to her senses, picked up the grating excitedly, and set it up with He Ao and Yin Xiya.

Soon, the three of them set up a laser isolation zone nearby.

"I have contacted my colleagues and they will come right away. It may take a while."

Yin Xiya patted her chest and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Only now did she have time to breathe heavily, "This is the second time I have been close to death in my life. The last time was last night."

"It looks like they're targeting you."

He Ao glanced at the people separated by the isolation zone, turned his back to the crowd, and said casually.

"Probably," Yin Xiya breathed a sigh of relief, "but as you said before, the more excited they are, the more important it turns out that what I found is more important."

"Who is your FBI?"

He Ao asked with some confusion.

"Temporary agent, unregistered,"

Yin Xiya smiled and took out the certificate and showed it to He Ao, "We do not receive wages from the FBI, nor do we accept calls from the FBI. The KJIT Foundation does this to all higher-level employees in the Pollution Cleanup Department.

I have obtained this certificate so that we can temporarily use the FBI’s reputation to do things.”

He Ao took a look at her ID.
To be continued...
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