Chapter 15 I'm also a brother. Next

The wind was suddenly shocked, and then raised his head and opened the curtain of the car window, with a look of shock on his face.

This is already a suburban area, but at least it is close to Star Wars City. Who has the courage to attack himself here?

This sense of oppression is extremely unfriendly, and you can feel the gusts of murder from this breath.

The wheels of the carriage stopped abruptly, and the two horses were so oppressed that they could not move. Not only that, the horses knelt on the ground, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground.

The wind raised his eyes, and an unprecedented sense of crisis hit his body and mind. When he got up, he broke through the roof of the carriage, and the star battle power instantly turned into two wings and flew into the sky.

At the same time, just a few seconds after he left the carriage, he only heard a bang from the carriage below, as if it had been blown up. With the last hiss of the horse, the horse's blood and broken meat flew across the sky, and the sawdust was scattered all over the ground. This carriage belonging to the Star Wars Hall was completely destroyed at this moment.

The wind floated at an altitude of more than ten meters. Looking at this scene, my heart was lingering. If it was a second later, the center of the explosion would at least suffer a lot of internal injuries.

However, compared with the explosion of the carriage, the wind was more surprised and heavy. From beginning to end, he did not find any sign of anyone around him. Even the car burst, he did not feel the track of the attack around him at all. However, the breath that was firmly locked on itself did not dissipate for a moment, like a deep sea, covering itself desperately and unable to break free.

The wind is extremely terrified. This dark figure's cultivation is at least two or three times higher than himself. Such a strong sense of oppression crisis is unprecedented.

"The reaction is very good."

At this time, there was a sound of murmur and admiration from behind the wind, but there was no sound of vitality and aura. His heart sank and he didn't look back. Instead, he immediately flew forward at a very fast speed!

"It's not that easy to leave." The voice was like bone runoff, following him desperately. The wind was shocked, and the speed was a little faster, but he still couldn't get rid of the pressure of this momentum.

Barely controlled his panic. The wind rose in the flight and took the time to look back. This look immediately made him stop and completely lost the impulse and idea of escaping.

It was a man who was shrouded in a black robe, with a hood and wrapped his whole body. Under the cover, a silver mask was exposed. The man's only eyes displayed outside looked without any emotion and color. It reflected the mask full of strange patterns, and his whole body was cold and dewry.

The reason why Feng Qi gave up completely is because of this person's pace - he didn't fly at all!

This man in black is in mid-air, just like walking in the idle court, walking gently in the void! And every step of his step seems to have been carefully calculated. It is no different from the speed of the wind flying, and he always keeps a distance of five meters. You know, this speed is the limit speed of the wind, and the man in black can catch up easily, even understatedly, just walking, just walking!

This kind of kung fu is unheard of, and at that moment, he clearly knew that he had met the top strong man in the mainland. This man had great magic power. If he wanted to kill himself, he only needed to poke his little finger, instead of destroying the carriage and bluffing. The reason why this person follows himself should have something to say to himself.

So, the wind stopped.

"Are you going to run?" The wind stopped, and the man also stopped. His body floated gently in the air and said to the wind. His words were obviously with a sense of ridiculence, but in the ears of the wind, there was a kind of coldness like the bone, as if he was facing a "person"!

There is no emotional and emotional fluctuation!

"I don't know what advice the seniors have. The younger generation is a disciple of the Third Yellow Gate of the Star Wars Hall." The wind rises in Shoumo City, which can be high-profile and invincible, but in front of such a strong man whose level gap is too big, he can only bend and stretch, and can only whisper.

Fengqi said this sentence in order to remind this mysterious strongman that this is still the territory of the Star Wars Hall. However, his idea was obviously wrong. The previous carriage obviously belonged to the Star Wars Hall, but the man in black still destroyed it without hesitation. How could such a thing take into account the Star Wars Hall?

Therefore, after hearing this sentence, the man in black did not say anything, but continued to ask faintly, "You are Fengqi, right?"

When Fengqi saw that the man in black was indifferent, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, the younger generation is Fengqi, and the master is the old man Hongyun of the Star Wars Hall." No wonder the wind also moved his master out, because the dangerous breath given to him by the man in black is too strong. This is no longer a gap of one or two levels, but a big gap!

The other party's intention is unknown. In order to save his life, Fengqi can only say the name of his master, hoping that the other party can avoid throwing rats.

At this time, Feng Qi realized that compared with Qin Yuelou, who had suffered his three punches in the square and shouted that the strong would not fall, he finally admitted that he was indeed not as good as him!

"It's easy for you to get up."

However, to Fengqi's disappointment, the name of the old man Hongyun did not cause any fluctuation in the tone of the man in black at all, not even a ripple of emotion! The man in black said, "Before, there was a lot of noise in Shoumo City. With the appointment of three punches, you almost killed Qin Yuelou, that's right?"

The wind can feel that after saying this sentence, the man in black obviously climbed a lot. This time, he was so oppressive that he could not move and his chest was stuffy. Since he couldn't make the man in black have any scruples, Feng Qi also risked it. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the man in black, he still said, "Yes, it's the junior." Qin Yuelou was arrogant and domineering in Shoumo City, and hit my brother seriously for no reason. As an elder brother, I naturally want to stand up for my brother. These three punches are reasonable!"

"It's reasonable, it's reasonable!" The man in black suddenly laughed, but the laughter sounded extremely frightening in the wind. After laughing twice, the man in black's body suddenly flashed. The next moment, he appeared less than a meter away from the wind. His eyes stared at him coldly like a dark night:

"Then you, bear my punch!"

The wind was shocked and wanted to fly back, but he found that he could not move at all. He looked at the man in black in horror and said in a low voice, "Senior, what do you mean?"

"Fengqi, you are also a famous figure. You don't know what I mean." The man in black still said coldly, "If you punch me, you still have a chance, but if you don't, then I have a reason to kill you now!"

This sentence is very similar to when the wind threatened Qin Yuelou! At this moment, Feng Qi finally understood that this person came for himself for Qin Yuelou!

However, he couldn't figure out that Qin Yuelou was just a newly rising rookie. The elder did not tell himself that he had any background. Who is this person and why did he rise up for Qin Yuelou?!

Fengqi quickly turned several ideas in his mind, but they were denied one by one. If Qin Yuelou had such a strong backing, how could he easily agree to his three punches? Weird, so weird!

Fengqi forced himself to calm down, but the momentum was so huge that he couldn't calm down completely. He only heard him stabilize his voice, but there was still a tremor. "Senior, I don't understand. Why is this? Are you going to offend the whole Star Wars Hall?

"Why? ..." In the eyes of the man in black, there seemed to be a trace of confusion, and then he became firm. At this time, Feng Qi felt that the person in front of him was a "person" with real emotional emotions.

"Because I'm also a brother!"

This sentence seems to be muttering and whispering.

After saying this, the man in black suddenly raised his fist, and the incomparable aura enveloped the world in an instant. The originally bright sky seemed to have completely dimmed because of this punch. In the whole space, it seemed that only the two of them were left, no wind, no air, only pressure and depression!

The wind's face changed color in horror. This punch turned out to be the last type of Wangdao Twelve Fist Shenglong Fist he was familiar with! He didn't have time to react. The boxing style has arrived...

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Shoumo City, Central Square.

Under the professional astrological treatment of the law enforcement team, Qin Yuelou soon woke up, but because the injury was too serious, he could not support his body. In the awe and sincere admiration of countless people, Qin Yuelou was carried off the square and taken to one of the attices. At this moment, the general named Chu Mo also stood on the stage again and began to announce the next process.

Being carried by several soldiers of the law enforcement team, Qin Yuelou suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if there was someone not far away, who was tightly involved in his heart.

This feeling came inexplicably and suddenly, and even he didn't know why.

Did something happen to Nie Wu and the others?

This idea flashed in Qin Yuelou's heart, and then it was denied. In the "lamp" of the star armor item given to Nie Wu, he injected his own star power. As if there was something abnormal, he would feel it at the first time. Otherwise, he would not have left so rest assured and come to this assessment alone.

However, this feeling is really weird, which makes his heart beat extremely fast and a little excited.

Qin Yuelou's tongue is dry, his chest is extremely painful, and he can't speak at all. Looking at these people in the law enforcement team carrying themselves, they don't know where to go, and they can't ask at all.

"Qin Yuelou, do you still remember me?"

Just as he entered an attic room, Qin Yuelou heard a familiar voice and reluctantly turned his head, but saw a prince with a folding fan sitting on the chair in the room. The law enforcement soldiers beside him, after putting him in **, saluted the man respectfully.

Situ Jie?

Qin Yuelou's eyes flashed.