Chapter 11 The Power of the Spirit

Ping Zhen's death is equivalent to the death sentence of Sun Xing. How can Sun Xing not be in a hurry and how can he not be shocked? Previously, Sun Xing gambled his life on Master Ping Zhen. Now Master Ping Zhen's death means that Sun Xing is dead. At this moment, Sun Wei and his son are all earthy faces, and there is a trace of fear in their eyes.

"Don't worry, the teacher will never be fine!" Huang Long, who was beside him, frowned slightly when he saw the appearance of the father and son of the Sun family. It was not that the powers could not see the battle between the powers after all. Although Huang Long was not strong, his eyesight was there. When Zhang Yu stabbed Master Pingzhen's body just now, he clearly felt that the master did not dodge at all, but waited in place. Zhang Yu's attack.

"Puff..." Zhang Yu's face changed slightly. The gun was stabbed out. He did not feel any obstruction. It seemed that Master Pingzhen in front of him was not a person, but a mass of air. There is no resistance at all!

Wo bad, I'm fooled! An idea flashed in Zhang Yu's mind and he was shocked. Although he didn't know when the Pingzhen Master in front of him would disappear, he was definitely not an ordinary body stabbed by a long gun in front of him!

There is no time to think about it, but the fierce attack behind him has come quickly.

Zhang Yu sneered at the bottom of his heart, and the long gun in his hand slipped. The long gun actually made a 180-degree turn and directly faced the attack behind him - back to the horse gun!

Originally, after listening to Huang Long's words, Sun Wei and his son were suspicious. At this moment, when they saw that Zhang Yu was attacking behind him, they suddenly understood. If Master Pingzhen is dead, why did Zhang Yu do this? It must be Master Pingzhen who is fine!

For a moment, Sun Wei and his son looked like the rest of their lives after the disaster. One thought of heaven and one thought of hell was nothing more than that. In just a few seconds, Sun Wei and his son really experienced the process from death to life.

"Dad, the master is not dead!" Sun Xing was crying at this moment. Obviously, the scene where Master Pingzhen was stabbed just now made him despair. At this moment, he was choked with joy.

Sun Wei couldn't hide his excitement and nodded quickly. It's really okay. It's not only him, but also means that his son is fine! The two looked at the battlefield again.

"Puff..."

What! Zhang Yu's heart has once again. This time, it is the same as last time. His attack does not seem to attack anything at all. There is still a faint figure in front of him, like air, without any resistance.

Worse, the back! Zhang Yu was shocked again, and a fierce wind came from behind what he had already attacked just now!

It's too late! Although the horse gun is good, it is an old move that is extremely easy to use. Now Zhang Yu has no time to collect the gun. At present, he did not hesitate. His eyebrows turned, and a wall of fire suddenly rose behind him, protecting Zhang Yu's back.

"Bang..." A dry hand was printed on the wall of fire, and immediately an explosion came, and a huge force came, which made Zhang Yu couldn't help retreating several steps to stabilize his retreating figure.

Brother Pingzhen is really awesome! Sun Wei looked at the retreating Zhang Yu, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes. The stronger the real power, the more vitality he can win for Sun Xing. If Master Pingzhen is defeated, I'm afraid that Sun Xing's life will not be saved. The stronger the Pingzhen Master is, the happier Sun Wei is. Zhang Yu didn't see the scene just now, but Sun Wei and the three people next to him could see it clearly. The figure that was previously hit by Zhang Yu rushed towards Zhang Yu while Zhang Yu used his horse gun. Just as Zhang Yu returned the horse gun and it was too late to defend, the faint figure actually condensed strangely. It's the plain truth that disappeared before!

Master Pingzhen took action and repelled Zhang Yu, who was too late to defend.

What's going on? Zhang Yu, who recovered his strength, looked cautiously at Pingzhen and Jiangling not far away. Just now, I clearly determined that the figure that was the first to be broken was not Pingzhen's real body. Why did Pingzhen attack from behind?

Is it possible? There are still two things that can't be done! Zhang Yu couldn't help shaking his head in his heart. This was absolutely impossible. It must have something to do with the spirit. This holy weapon of the head priest was full of weirdness everywhere.

Although Zhang Yu is well-informed, he is also confused by the previous scene. Originally, because he did not know the power of the holy weapon of the spirit, Zhang Yu planned to capture Pingzhen first. As long as he, the person who controls the spirit, is defeated by himself, the holy weapon is not a concern. I have to say that Zhang Yu's idea is very wise, and no sacred weapon can be attacked without being manipulated. It's best to use this method to deal with a sacred artifact that you know.

But the development of the matter is very much like that of Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu, who originally went for the essence of Master Pingzhen, did not find the essence of Master Pingzhen, but was attacked by Master Pingzhen. Pingzhen, descending spirit, two people, two people, an incredible conjecture suddenly flashed in Zhang Yu's mind. Is that what happened?

"I didn't expect that the sacred artifact of the descender could make your body and the descending spirit switch between each other!" Zhang Yu suddenly stared at Master Pingzhen and whispered.

Ping Zhen on the opposite side listened to Zhang Yu and couldn't help smiling, "It's worthy of being a fire god. Unexpectedly, he saw the key to surrendering spirits in the first confrontation. China is worthy of being a great power in the power world. It's really a hero!"

"His..." The conjecture in his heart was confirmed. Zhang Yu couldn't help taking a cold breath, and his heart couldn't help but feel bitter. With this ability to convert the spirit and the real body, he was really invincible in the battle. Unless the opponent's strength is far more than plain, he will definitely not be an ordinary opponent.

I'm afraid it's really difficult to win with your own strength! Zhang Yu was a little helpless. The only way to win Pingzhen is to force Pingzhen to confront him. However, under the method of sneak attack against the spirit and the transformation of the real body, the fool will be hard to touch him. What's more, Zhang Yu is not absolutely sure to beat this old S-level power!

At the beginning of the battle, Pingzhen had the upper hand. Sun Wei and others were naturally happy, but Zhang Yu frowned. The other party's sacred weapon was extremely strange, which completely exceeded Zhang Yu's imagination. There was almost no chance to take Pingzhen's real body. For a moment, Zhang Yu did not dare to take action rashly.

"Ky, you can also pick me up!" Ping Zhen laughed loudly, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the two figures of Jiang Ling and Ping Zhen rushed to Zhang Yu.

With previous experience, Zhang Yu did not dare to hold on. Both figures could hide the real body. Zhang Yu had to defend carefully and did not give Pingzhen the opportunity.

"Bang..." Even Zhang Yu's defense is tight, and it is also peace that he has made many times.

The two of them fought on the court. A gun, a palm, back and forth, people are shining and vigorous, and there are bursts of loud explosions coming from the court, like thunder, ringing on the court.

"What's going on in here?"

"I guess it's thunder..."

"What kind of person did the master see that he didn't let us in."

"This is not what we should care about. If the master doesn't let us enter, we won't enter..."

The bodyguards around the villa listened to the explosions from the court and couldn't help talking about it. However, with Sun Wei's strict order, these bodyguards did not dare to enter the villa.

The strong momentum spread rapidly from the place where the two were at the intersection. The soft lawn was like being blown away by thunder, and the soil was mixed with grass chips flying around.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu's face couldn't help but change. The strength of the long gun was getting stronger and bigger. Zhang Yu's two arms had fallen into paralysis, and the hot sun lines in the center of his eyebrows kept pouring out warm currents, moistening his paralyzed hands. At present, he can no longer care about peace and hard contact. He pedals under his feet, and his body suddenly quickly flies out of the shadow.

"Bang..." Looking at Zhang Yu, who swept back, Ping Zhen suddenly increased his strength a lot.

Feeling the great force on the long gun, Zhang Yu's face changed again. His feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and his body swept out of the figure. With Zhang Yu's footsteps, a footprint about half an inch deep on the ground appeared in front of everyone.

"Sor...sss!" Zhang Yu, who retreated, shook the long gun in his hand and plunged into the ground. With the resistance of the ground, Zhang Yu stabilized his retreat.

"Bum..." There was a muffled hum, centered on a long gun, with a fierce bulge in a two-meter range, and a dirt bag significantly higher than other places appeared at Zhang Yu's feet. It was the explosion caused by the long gun that injected the unloaded force into the soil. This is the method of removing the force that Zhang Yu learned to remove the rosefinch force in the mysterious space that day. Now the ground is not the boundary of that day, but ordinary soil. Naturally, it can't withstand such a great force.

"Good shooting!" Master Pingzhen couldn't help laughing. Such a way of removing power is extremely rare for Pingzhen in the power world for so many years. This is not only a test of eye strength, but also requires the fit of the owner of the weapon and the weapon to achieve this step.

Zhang Yu did not answer. Although this method of removing force is good, Zhang Yu's arms still had a trace of paralysis. Zhang Yu had to hurriedly turn the power of fire gushing out of his eyebrows and constantly recover his arms.

In the previous battle, Zhang Yu was completely crushed and did not have the slightest power to fight back. Even the fight also made Zhang Yu a little difficult. Pingzhen and Jiangling were close, and the two were constantly changing. From Zhang Yu's unprepared place to attack, Zhang Yu could only passively defend.

After two rounds of match, looking at Zhang Yu, who was completely under pressure, Sun Wei and others were all happy in their eyes. There is Sun Xing. There is no fear in his eyes, and there is no fear in Zhang Yu's eyes when he first met.

That's all. If you want my life, let's go through Uncle Pingzhen first! Sun Xing couldn't help thinking proudly.

"The master's strength is really superb, and the younger generation admires it!" Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows and said solemnly.

"The Vucan also lives up to its reputation." Master Pingzhen is not big. Although it seems that Zhang Yu is weaker than him now, Zhang Yu is weak and his future is unlimited, but he has passed the best years of cultivation, and his future achievements may stop here.

"The boy is not talented, but he still wants to ask for two tricks!" Zhang Yu said solemnly to Ping Zhen.

"Good!" Ping Zhen laughed loudly, but a solemn color flashed in his eyes.