The demon spirit's body shook a few times, then regained its balance, kicked off the ground, and rushed towards Chen Xing. The sand and soil flew behind him, leaving a shallow pit.
Chen Xing hadn't loaded the bullet yet, and seeing that he was out of time, he quickly threw Yinxing to the ground and dealt with it with bare hands. The demon spirit rushed over and punched his face. The punch was fierce, carrying the force of wind and thunder, leaving no doubt that if it was hit hard, the head would fly out.
The bronze-covered iron fist rapidly enlarged in his pupils, and Chen Xing's scalp felt as if it had been pierced by a steel needle. The severe pain always reminded him of the approaching danger. At the moment of the confrontation, his shoulders moved, he turned sideways to avoid the fist, then his body sank, he hugged the demon spirit's arm with both hands, and fell forward.
The demon spirit's body was extremely heavy, weighing at least two hundred kilograms, but with the help of skill, Chen Xing pressed his back against the opponent's chest to form a fulcrum, and threw him several meters away with an over-the-shoulder throw. Then quickly pick up the silver star on the ground and reload the ammunition.
The demon fell to its knees and struggled for several seconds before getting up. It took several more seconds to regain its balance. At this time, Chen Xing had already loaded his bullets and began to gather spiritual energy.
This Silver Star was given by the mayor. It contains a small amount of mithril, and the gun body is engraved with rune circuits, which can double the energy storage speed. It can complete the energy storage of the first bullet in less than five seconds. The demon spirit did not rush over immediately, as if it was observing Chen Xing. When the lines on the gun's body lit up, it reacted and rushed forward quickly.
But it was already too late, the bullet in the gun barrel burst out with blue light.
"Bang!"
Halfway through the attack, the demon spirit was blown away seven or eight meters away. His robe was completely torn, smoke was coming out of his chest, and he fell heavily to the ground. Then he got up again and rushed towards Chen Xing. His steps were steady and strong, and he didn't seem to have suffered much damage.
The whole process took more than ten seconds, and Chen Xing completed the energy storage again.
He hesitated briefly and decided not to use the trio. Ah Qiaomu's delay in coming out must be to test his strength. Although it was a bit dangerous now, it was not beyond his tolerance. He won't use his trump card until the last minute. And he was confident that Aqiaomu would not hide forever. If something happens to him, the other party will not be able to face this demon independently.
"Bang!"
The demon spirit was knocked away again, plowing deep marks on the ground.
Just as he expected, once the battle reached a stalemate, Aqiaomu ran out panting. She looked a little embarrassed, her hair and clothes were a little messy, as if she was struggling to stand up after being injured.
"I'm sorry, I fell down." She said, covering one side of her forehead, as if she had hurt her head.
But Chen Xing is not Danny, so how could he not see that she was faking it. But now is not the time for internal strife, so he can only pretend not to know.
"Well, be careful!"
As he spoke, the demon sped up and rushed forward. Aqiaomu's whole body glowed with blue light, activated his psychic armor, and stood up to fight.
Chen Xing pressed his right shoulder with his left hand and pushed back the dislocated position with a "cluck" sound. Then he took off the assault rifle, aimed at the fighting demon, compressed the psychic energy, and poured bullets into it.
After more than a minute, the energy storage was completed, and Chen Xing shouted: "Get out of the way!"
When A Qiaomu heard this, he immediately jumped back. Chen Xing locked the upper body of the demon spirit, and the moment he was free, he pulled the trigger. Due to the close distance of the target, small size, and flexible movements, it is difficult to aim at the head, so you can only hit the chest.
"Da da da!"
A string of compressed psychic armor-piercing bullets hit the demon spirit's shoulder, and it immediately spun and was thrown backwards. But within a few seconds, he got up again. Chen Xing couldn't help but gasped. He didn't even break through the defense like this. How hard is this thing?
Aqiaomu stepped forward again to buy time for Chen Xing to accumulate energy.
After a while, the energy storage was completed, and the trio of runes in the spiritual sea glowed with golden light. In this case, you can no longer keep your trump card.
The first-level psychic compression plus the second-level charged shot plus the trio, the increase is more than twenty times, and the entire gun shines with dazzling light.
As if he felt a huge energy fluctuation, before Chen Xing could speak, A Qiaomu had already jumped back.
"Da da da!"
The muzzle of the gun spurted blue flames more than two meters long, and three red lotus bullets burst out. The next moment, the demon spirit's shoulders exploded. Among the broken parts, a bronze arm flew out, landed on the mountain wall dozens of meters away, and rolled downward.
A Qiaomu turned his head stiffly, his eyes widened in shock. She was probably thinking about what would happen if the gun fell on her.
Before she could think about it, the demon stood up unsteadily again. The left arm and most of the shoulder were gone, and broken parts kept falling out of it. I saw it spreading its legs and rushing towards me again, but its body was a little unbalanced and its speed was much slower.
Ah Qiaomu jumped up and kicked the demon on the head. The demon leaned back and fell to the ground. Chen Xing immediately rushed to the side and shot at the breach in his shoulder.
"Da da da da da da da!"
Dense bullets shot into the breach, sparks flew and parts flew everywhere.
The demon stood up and fell down again. Aqiaomu rushed forward, sat down on its back, and tried hard to pry off its head.
"Kakaka..."
The muscles on Aqiaomu's body jumped tightly, and the demon's neck kept making cracking sounds.
"Uh-huh!"
Finally, amidst her high-pitched screams, the demon's neck was broken by her with a "click". As if the lights were turned off, the demonic spirit suddenly became silent.
"Huhuhu..."
She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling. After a while, she gradually recovered, threw the head aside in her hands, and stood up again.
"If there is a next time, our cooperation will end here."
A faint voice came from behind, and Aqiaomu's movements stopped for a moment, and he slowly turned around.
"Sorry, I'm just curious." She said apologetically. For someone like Chen Xing who is smarter than Shahu, there is no point in arguing. It is better to admit it openly.
"Curious?" Chen Xing squinted his eyes and his voice became colder. "Don't tell me that this is your first time as a mercenary and you don't understand the rules of the wilderness!"
In the wilderness, any provocative behavior will be regarded as hostility.
"It's not fair..." Aqiaomu lowered his head and said with a hint of grievance, "I didn't hide anything from you. I told you everything you wanted to know. But you are so mysterious. I don't even know the strength of my teammates. I don’t even know, how can you make me feel relieved?”
"I have never killed one of my own!" Chen Xing shouted in a deep voice with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Who knows!" Aqiaomu raised his head and stared into his eyes without giving in.
"Okay, the cooperation is over." Chen Xing announced.
Aqiaomu's tone softened immediately, "You, what do you want?"
Chen Xing was silent for a while and said, "Since you tested me, then..." He deliberately lengthened his voice and said after a few seconds, "Tell me, besides extraordinary endurance, what else do you have?"
Aqiaomu's face instantly turned pale and he hesitated, "I, I..."
"Say it." Chen Xing looked at her and urged.
A Qiaomu stood there blankly and did not answer.
Quietly, a teardrop fell down her face, and she said almost pleadingly, "Please, don't ask anymore..."
"I won't tell others, only we know." Chen Xing said seductively.
"It's meaningless to you, really, believe me, please, don't ask, my heart hurts so much..." As he spoke, Aqiaomu lost control of his emotions. He sat down on the ground, clutching his chest with both hands, curled up into a ball, and cried endlessly.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, I won't ask anymore." Chen Xing knelt down, caressed her back and comforted her. The other party's reaction didn't seem to be fake. It might be that he had experienced some great grief, but he didn't have much sympathy. After all, this woman was cruel and deserved no matter how miserable she suffered.
"Yes, yes..."
Suddenly, Aqiaomu grabbed Chen Xing's clothes and spoke incoherently.
"What?" Chen Xing didn't understand.
"Spirit, spiritual medicine, potion, it's in my bag, help me, inject, heart, quick..." A Qiaomu said intermittently, his whole body was shaking. That way, like a drug addict on Jet.
Chen Xing quickly opened A Qiaomu's backpack, which contained a change of underwear, ammunition, rations, and psychic injections tied into bundles with rubber bands.
While rummaging around, he found a pamphlet in the inner pocket of his backpack, less than the size of a palm. After looking at it for a few times, it looked like a diary, so I quietly put it in my pocket. In order to break through the shackles, he needs more information.
Then, he took out a psychic injection, tore open the aluminum foil, and pulled off the cap, revealing a finger-long needle.
"Here, here..."
A Qiaomu opened his clothes with difficulty, and two balls popped out.
Chen Xing exhaled, suppressed his evil thoughts, and pressed the needle in little by little. Halfway through, the resistance suddenly became huge, like the feeling of digging into a car tire. Chen Xing immediately realized that A Qiaomu's heart was different from ordinary people.
Although the physical strength of a strong man is very high, Aqiaomu obviously does not reach that level. It is just that his heart is particularly strong.
"Uh-huh!" Ah Qiaomu raised his head and screamed, then gritted his teeth and yelled, "Harder, harder!"
Chen Xing continued to increase his efforts, finally inserted the needle, and then pushed out the liquid.
"ah……"
As the medicinal liquid was injected, Aqiaomu let out a cheerful moan. After the injection and a few minutes of rest, Arqiaomu gradually recovered. Chen Xing estimated that her over-the-top medication must be related to her heart, but he didn't ask, lest the other party get sick again.
"Thank you." Aqiaomu's eyes flashed, "I shouldn't have tested you just now. I was wrong. You can punish me..."
"Okay, the matter is over, don't mention it again." Chen Xing shook his shoulders and said. Perhaps because he stole the other party's diary, he was a little embarrassed to pursue it further.
"I thought I heard you dislocated your shoulder just now." Aqiaomu stretched out his hand to rub Chen Xing's hand, and then took out a bottle of green ointment from his backpack, "This is a special herbal medicine made by our sand people..." she said as she said , while unscrewing the cap, smear it on your hands, put it into Chen Xing's clothes, smear it on the affected area, and then knead it gently.
The herbal touch is cool and refreshing, and the joy relieves muscle aches.
"Let's go in and take a look." After resting for a while, Chen Xing stood up and said.
