Chapter 959 (1/2)

Liyin sting!

When Wookiee exercised this power, all the sounds around him seemed to be extinct. Lu Ping saw the people on the fifth road advancing and retreating. He saw the teenagers behind him talking, but there was no sound in his ears. Even the soul power that should have been heard under the broken perception disappeared.

Lu Ping tried to swing a punch, a punch of the soul. However, at the moment when the soul of Ming rushed out of the fist, it was suddenly disintegrated. The soul of Ming from this fist seemed to have never existed.

Wu Ji's hands had been lost behind her, proudly staring at Lu Ping, a great master. But the people standing behind him saw that Wu Ji's hands were obviously shaking after he lost.

Lu Ping's roaring spirit doesn't disappear out of thin air. It's Wu Ji who will destroy the roaring spirit very efficiently and quickly in the field of the sound sting ability, so that all the abilities composed of the roaring spirit, even the basic attribute of sound, can't be broadcast because the roaring spirit is limited.

But Lu Ping's roaring spirit from this fist is too heavy for him. In other people's eyes, Lu Ping seemed to have just thrown a useless punch, but in Wu Ji's perception, Lu Ping's punch was like a huge stone thrown into the water of PINGJING lake and hit him hard. The waves stirred up in an instant constantly hit his hands and even his heart. Outsiders didn't see that he had just experienced an extremely dangerous confrontation. Even at this time, the ripples in the lake have not disappeared, and they still impact his mind, making him unable to hold his hands.

This is just Lu Ping's tentative punch in the case of unknown situation. If she did her best, Wu Ji estimated that she would have vomited blood at present.

His Liyin Sting has absolute restraint against the power of the soul of Ming, and can often defeat the strong with the weak. But the difference between Lu Ping and his grades is too big. The terror of six souls is incomprehensible with imagination. After all, you still need to try it out yourself. As a result, Wu Ji immediately decided that he could not defeat the enemy, but could only take it skillfully.

So he was calm. Behind his negative hand, he looked like he had a winning ticket. He wanted Lu Ping to think that in front of his Liyin sting, the spirit of Ming could give up.

But Lu Ping laughed at this time.

He looked at Wu Ji's composure, just like watching a lovely child playing a childish game.

Wu Ji was in a panic, and then saw Lu Ping's hand waving at him.

Flying sound chopper!

If the previous punch was just a boulder, then this flying sound chop was a knife that was shining brightly. The sharp light of the knife made Wu Ji unable to see anything clearly. The field under his liyinzhe structure was like a rag, which had been torn into two pieces in an instant. The bright light of the knife followed and struck him unstoppably.

Is it really a knife?

At that moment, Wu Ji was in a trance.

What others saw was Lu Ping waving. At first, there was nothing. But suddenly, the power of the surrounding soul was shocked, and a string of light and shadow of the roaring soul appeared out of thin air three meters away from Lu Ping's body.

In Wu Ji's perception, these three meters are the confrontation between him and Lu pingming's soul.

No, not exactly a confrontation, but a sharp attack that he tried his best but still couldn't stop.