Two hundred meters away, the rain of bullets stopped, and the people hiding in the shelter could finally exhale a breath that had been suppressed in their hearts. It's just that those who are paying attention to Mo Ye stretched their necks and tried their best to look at it from afar.

The prelude in the distance was long, but the battle that actually began and ended in a dozen seconds was like a fantasy movie for these ordinary people.

"That guy...... Is it really human?"

After holding back for a long time, Claire said, although she had already vaguely glimpsed the more shocking battle in the future when Mo Ye used his "sword technique" to beat the fire oil into a firecracker, and at this time, she still looked like her jaw was about to fall to the ground after seeing Mo Ye's skills.

“…… Sort of......"

Alice is calm, she is used to seeing strong winds and waves, and she is used to a lot of unreasonable things.

"The gunfire over there has stopped, Claire, let's take some people over and take a look, remember to bring weapons. Alice said, "Don't try to be alone. ”

"That's a good point. It was only then that Claire came to her senses.

"Is there anyone else who can catch their breath?!"

She left her car and stood in the middle of the road, yelling at the team members in the cars scattered on the road and sand.

"Relief> Claire fired a shot into the sky to get the attention of the members.

"Let's go and help our hero!"

"Fighting!!"

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All things in the world should have their own souls, even if it is a grass, a tree, a stone or a sand, in a broad sense. It's just that there are times in our daily lives when we selectively forget this and take it for granted.

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Perhaps because of the sword qi of the supreme sword 'Sword Twenty-Three' in his body, which originated from the old sword saint, Mo Ye faintly felt that there seemed to be some strange things on the other party when he faced 'Brother Guan Dao' at this time.

So he also put his sword into the sheath, so he saluted and faced the 'Brother Guan Dao' who was holding the knife diagonally.

The sword qi in his body seemed to sense something, and if it was Lin Ming who was facing this scene at this time, he would definitely be able to see something.

The situation of 'Brother Guan Dao' and Li Yifei's sister (the object of this top bag) is similar, there is still a soul in its shell, but compared to 'Sister Axe', no, it should be "his" soul is more complete, and it is to use the knife technique that he has deeply imprinted in his mind in the past.

"Roar!"

'Brother Guan Dao' roared, as if he didn't pay attention to Mo Xie's salute, the knife in his hand was raised again, swinging horizontally, and the air buzzed.

This knife seems to carry the courage to sweep through thousands of armies!

Sideways, making a small body method, Mo Xie deceived Guan Dao too long, and the strength of this move was too great to change the trick of the cheap bow body directly drilled into the side of the 'Guan Dao Brother' less than one meter.

"Nail!"

The 'Huolin Sword' stabbed into the body of the 'Brother Guan Dao' again, this time Mo Ye chose what should have been a soft abdomen to attack, but the touch transmitted back by the 'Huolin Sword' was still so hard, and the tip of the sword that could have pierced through the steel only pierced for one point and then stopped.

This is no longer a craft that this world can have, and even if the "Holy Codex" gives this world's technology a great strengthening, it is not enough for the scientists of this world to replace the guy in front of him with such a pair of steel and iron bones.

"What kind of plug-in is this......" The shock in Mo Ye's heart only lasted less than a second, and the next second, he dodged again and withdrew from the attack range of 'Brother Guan Dao'.

"Roar!"

It didn't look like the sword that had just stabbed it in the body wasn't useless, at least the way it was swinging its knife in a frenzy now showcased.

"Hmph, I don't believe you're so strong all over!"

Mo Xie picked up a more orthodox axe from the side of a corpse, and the long-handled axe was thrown by him at the 'Brother Guan Dao' who was wielding the knife!

The knife shot out, as fast as lightning, and Mo Ye's people were even faster than the knife.

The mental power and sword qi were all transported, and Mo Ye's speed actually broke through the sound barrier in an instant.

"Tease!"

Different from the previous direct stabs, this time Mo Xie spotted a trace of flaw exposed in the lower plate of 'Brother Guan Dao', and the blade in his hand went straight to the back of the knee of his right leg.

If this hand is viewed from a bird's eye, it is like a meteor catching the moon, Mo Xie's body drew a half-moon trajectory around the Guan Dao that danced with 'Brother Guan Dao', and the sword with red light in his hand easily slashed the crook of the leg of 'Brother Guan Dao', and at the same time, the axe thrown by Mo Ye at the beginning also hit the front of 'Brother Guan Dao'.

"Sand~"

The speed that erupted in order to burrow into the gap in the 'Brother Guandao' move was worn away relatively slowly, at the cost of two deep ravines left in the sand.

"Bang!"

The axe used to conceal its true purpose was knocked away without question, and after the axe was knocked away, 'Brother Guan Dao' also stopped dancing the knife.

It plunged the knife into the sand, and the whole person, oh, the whole corpse didn't move.

A deep bony wound appeared behind the knee joint of its right leg, and the tendon that connected the thigh to the calf was apparently broken.

"Roaring ......"

There is no zài mouth on the face under the hood, and even the mouth is only a vague hole, at this time, 'Brother Guan Dao' can only be pronounced by this one syllable, it seems to be lamenting, and it seems to be murmuring.

It must have sensed the injury on its leg, and was as smart as it was, and did not pursue Mo Ye regardless of the injury like its comrades.

"Guess right, even if the whole body has been transformed into steel and iron bones, the originally fragile position of the human body is still fragile. Mo Xie dusted off the sand and dust that had been sticking to his body to stop the momentum.

The hand holding the 'Huolin Sword' only felt resistance on the bones of the 'Brother Guan Dao', which means that the defense of 'Brother Guan Dao' was relatively insufficient in such a position of the link of the scriptures.

So what are some of these locations?

The neck, armpits, elbows, and the crooks of the legs that Mo Xie had attacked just now were all in such positions.

But at the moment, there is no need to do it yourself, instead of swinging the sword hard, it is better to use some modern tools to bully this 'Brother Guan Dao' who has lost a right leg.

"Click!"

Mo Ye cautiously took 'Brother Guan Dao' as the center of the circle and detoured to the pile of corpses, during which all the abilities of 'Brother Guan Dao' were only roaring and limping struggle.

When it loses a leg, it loses its balance, and when it loses its balance, it can't use that kind of knife technique just by relying on some residual knife moves.

Those who are unstable in the lower plate use a knife to commit suicide.

So 'Brother Guan Dao' fell, and fell into the yellow sand with its Guan Dao.

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"What is this?!"

In the unlit room, even the dozen or so screens that were originally lit were dimmed, and the dimness of each screen represented the death of a biochemical weapon, and as most of the screens in the room "went black" in an instant, Ibo's fist slammed into the table in front of him.

He never thought of failure, because with such a lineup, it was enough to slaughter the lineup of the imperial capital of the United States before the end of the world.

He questioned, as if he were questioning a god who didn't exist.

"You've failed again. ”

Looking at the three screens in the room that were still lit up, Isaacs spoke, and his tone was not as murderous and aggressive as he expected, but instead ...... Joy?!

That's right, he was smiling at this time, as if he had seen his own son who had been lost for a long time.

"Perfect! Perfect!" he burst out laughing, and he laughed so wildly.

The room, which had been dull because of the failed mission, was filled with his laughter at this moment, like a reactor filled with nuclear fuel, and no one knew what would happen with one more cent of fuel in the next moment

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