Shan Wanjing?

The young master of the large arms smuggling group "Dongming faction", Princess Shan Wanjing of Dongming?

Ouyang Jing was surprised, and said in his heart that the Dongming faction is also a strong party, and Princess Dongming is also a lady, how can she look like a female guerrilla soldier in a war-torn area now?

Don't...... The Dongming faction has now stopped smuggling cold weapons and has switched to the firearms business?

Although he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, he was not slow to react at all, and at the same time that Shan Wanjing pressed the launch button, he had already cast Ling Bo microstep, which was like a phantom displacement, and instantly swept away several feet away.

As a result, the powerful Gathering Energy Armor-Piercing Bullet was empty without any suspense.

"Therefore, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it must be able to fight it."

Ouyang Jing was like a frightened dragon, like a swimming dragon, his posture was chic, but he was as fast as a ghost, and before his words fell, he had instantly deceived Shan Wanjing's body, and his big hand was like a cloud dragon probing his claws, grabbing towards Shan Wanjing's slender and graceful jade neck.

Shan Wanjing exclaimed in surprise, threw away the rocket launcher, moved her feet, and flew back. The footwork is subtle, the posture is elegant, as fast as Feihong, and it is also a Lingbo microstep!

"......" Ouyang Jing said that there is a sentence "MMP" in this seat, which is to be given to the reincarnators who deliberately spread the cultivation method.

Shan Wanjing stepped back in a few steps, avoided Ouyang Jing's careless claw, retreated to a big tree, grabbed the trunk with her hand, and took out a Type 95 light machine gun, and shot without hesitation. And while strafing, he walked with Ling Bo and kept retreating.

Ouyang Jing didn't dodge or dodge, didn't even cover his face, and rushed straight towards the rain of bullets.

The bullet hit him, and there was a continuous sound of bells, and a puff of brilliant sparks flew like opening a blacksmith's shop.

Ouyang Jing's robe was beaten in the blink of an eye, but his skin was already dark gold, but he was unharmed. Even if the bullet hit him in the eye, he just closed his eyelids and easily bounced the bullet away.

"Damn the Immortal Golden Body!"

Shan Wanjing gritted her teeth, scolded angrily, threw down the machine gun that had been emptied of the drum, flew to a lying cow stone in the forest, took out an anti-materiel sniper rifle, and threw a shot.

Seeing that Shan Wanjing took out an anti-materiel sniper rifle, Ouyang Jing didn't dare to slack off, and the triple defense came out together, and on the surface of the dark gold skin, translucent five-colored scales surfaced, as well as a yin and yang fish formed by black and white air currents.

Rumble!

In the thunderous and dull sound of gunfire, a huge bullet hit Ouyang Jing's triple defense, first breaking his protective qi, then breaking his five-colored scales, and finally hitting his dark gold skin, which actually directly broke through the skin and embedded it in his chest.

However, after the triple defense was weakened layer by layer, although the bullet finally broke through the skin and entered the flesh, it was bitten by his pectoralis major muscle, which was as tough as a steel wire, and it was less than a centimeter into the flesh before it ran out of kinetic energy.

Although it was only a slight flesh wound, not even a serious injury, it finally barely broke Ouyang Jing's defense. Shan Wanjing's eyes lit up because of this, and she secretly said "There is a play", and quickly pulled the gun to shoot.

Ouyang Jing smiled: "You're still addicted, aren't you?" ”

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and a revolver with an unusually long barrel and a thick muzzle fell from his sleeve, which was the powerful Smith & Wesson M500.

Ouyang Jing held the gun in his hand and opened fire violently, and the huge bullet of the same caliber as the sniper rifle in Shan Wanjing's hand was impartial and was hitting the muzzle of Shan Wanjing's gun.

Shan Wanjing had just loaded the bullet at this time, and before she could fire, a bullet was poured into the muzzle, and her wrist suddenly shook, and the rifle flew out of her hand.

"You have a gun too?" Seeing Ouyang Jing take out such a large revolver, Shan Wanjing exclaimed in surprise.

"Nonsense, this man in this seat, how can there be no guns?"

Ouyang Jing's muzzle was aimed at Shan Wanjing: "Now feng shui takes turns, it's your turn to raise your hand!" ”

"Don't think!" Shan Wanjing bit her silver teeth, and launched Ling Bo micro-steps, trying to avoid Ouyang Jing's muzzle lock.

"It's useless!" Ouyang Jing laughed, "My bullet can turn!" ”

As he spoke, he opened his mouth to simulate the sound of a gunshot: "Bang! ”

At the same time, the thumb of the right hand holding the gun flicked, and a brilliant knife was released.

The knife gang was divided into nine, like nine silver flying snakes, like lightning, they shot around Shan Wan's crystal body, shuttling back and forth, slashing vertically and horizontally.

Sneer......

In the dense cracking sound, the armed belt on Shan Wanjing's body broke off and fell down in several pieces.

Then her already somewhat worn camouflage uniform burst out one after another with foot-long cracks, revealing her crystal skin.

It wasn't until Shan Wanjing's camouflage uniform was cut into a beggar's outfit that the nine swords were exhausted and dispersed.

When the knife dissipated, Shan Wanjing no longer dared to move a little, so she could only hold her chest with her hands, covering the crack in her chest, trembling like a frightened quail.

Although the Blood Transformation Divine Knife did not really slash her, she was also a master of spiritual sense.

As the Dao Gang cut through her clothes again and again, almost touching her skin, her spiritual sense had instinctively sensed the horror of the nine Dao Dao Gang.

The terrifying feeling was like a vicious hungry tiger, licking her skin, ready to open its jaw, show its fangs, bite her and chew her to pieces.

So she was really scared.

"Miss Wanjing, huh?"

Ouyang Jing picked up a pistol, walked up to Shan Wanjing, looked at her face covered with black ash and oil paint, and couldn't distinguish her true face, and said with a smile: "Now, can you talk to me well?" ”

"You, who the hell are you?" Shan Wanjing said in a trembling voice.

"My name is Ouyang Jing. In your words, I'm an alien. ”

Ouyang Jing actually admitted his identity!

His identity has been revealed by Xu Ziling. When talking to Xu Ziling, he never concealed his true colors.

He knew that it wouldn't be long before his name, appearance, and even body characteristics would be known to the whole world - Xu Ziling was determined to fight against the aliens outside the sky, and the aliens outside the world had indeed destroyed the world to the point of devastation.

So even if Ouyang Jing let Xu Ziling go, it would be impossible for Xu Ziling to help him keep it secret.

And when he met Shan Wanjing, he never hid his true face. Unless he kills Shan Wanjing, she will know his identity sooner or later.

In this case, there is nothing to hide, just be honest.

"What? Are you an alien? Shan Wanjing said in a trembling voice, and a trace of despair surged in her big black and white eyes: "You...... Are you here to get me? ”

"Catch you?" Ouyang Jingqi said: "Why should I arrest you? ”

"Less fake!"

Shan Wanjing looked at Ouyang Jing in despair and resentment: "You strangers are all hungry ghosts, and I don't know how many men and women have been arrested. Even the amorous son Hou Xibai, the grassland lone wolf Bafenghan, and even the nun of Cihang Jingzhai didn't let go, how could they let me go? ”

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