Chapter 1662 (1/2)
”Go
Black robed uncle Qin shouts, grabs Cui Jie and jumps to one side.
The rolling wind is like a mountain, crashing down.
Bang!
In Cui Jie's stunned expression, the spirit boat suddenly burst into powder.
Dozens of miles around the sponge, suddenly sag down, the next moment, the whole explosion, like boiling oil, burst into the sky.
The terrible air current, like thousands of arrows, hit his body protecting vigorous Qi, splashing out dazzling dense sparks.
A crisp sound, Ding Ding, hit in his heart, let his heart almost stop beating.
This is my seventh brother?
If the other side has this strength, then when I used to fight with the other side, I'm afraid I would have been slapped to death by the other side.
”Uncle Qin, what's the matter?” Cui Jie asked in a broken voice, ready to cry.
Uncle Qin is now holding Cui Jie's collar and flying rapidly on the sea.
That cold and dignified, now let Cui Jie's face more and more white.
”Jack, you don't understand!” Uncle Qin's tone was hasty. ”He's not your brother himself. We've been cheated!”
”Ha - ah?” Cui Jie was stunned.
Now the wind is blowing all around.
Before today, Cui Jie had never thought that the sea breeze would be so piercing and cold.
”Uncle Qin... You mean... This man... Is not Cui Bing?”
”Absolutely not!” Uncle Qin's words made Cui Jie feel that his heart fell into the ice cellar. ”This man's realm is not as good as mine, but the realm is far above me. It seems that he should be a monk with three levels of heaven and mind, hiding the realm!”
”The triple state of mind in heaven!” Cui Jie exclaimed in a startled voice. He almost hit his chin on his feet and stammered, ”isn't that... Almost like my father?”
Uncle Qin snorted. It seemed that he was flying with all his strength and had no time to answer.
But in fact, he is hard to say. In his opinion, the monk disguised as Cui Bing is more powerful than the sage of the sea.
Just that foot, it seems ordinary, but the terrible power it brought - now think about it, it still makes uncle Qin's heart palpitating.
After reciting the pithy formula, he calmed down for a while. In Uncle Qin's heart, he could not help wondering: ”that man's strength is so strong. Why didn't he pursue after he broke the spirit boat?”
This idea just rises in the brain, Cui Jie in the hand, panic shout: ”come, come!”
Hum - boom!
The air was compressed and burst with a roar, rolling like a thousand troops, from far to near.
It was also like thunder and war drums. It struck hard in my heart and triggered blood eruption. It almost made uncle Qin's blood surge and almost fell from the air.
Chu Yan's figure, almost in an instant, caught up with Uncle Qin.
If we compare the physical flight, the realm of Chu Yan is absolutely invincible in the same level.
And uncle Qin ”just” is a double mood.
In Chu Yan's eyes, this kind of heaven state of mind in sanxiu is just a stronger ant.
No matter how strong an ant is, it's still an ant.
”Uncle Qin... Uncle Qin, he's coming!” Cui Jie's face was as white as paper at the moment.
What is clearly visible at the moment is a familiar face, but this face brings Cui Jie a strange feeling.
At this time, he has a feeling that his internal organs, body and soul are all held in the hands of the other party. With a pinch, he will die.
Cui Jie's voice was clearly heard by Uncle Qin in black robe.
Uncle Qin in black robe felt the terror and oppression of Chu Yan.
With the approaching of Chu's words, the great oppression of that kind of strength seemed to be the continuous superposition of mountains, pressing on Uncle Qin's chest.
Not to mention his body, even his soul will be crushed completely.