Trafford’s Trading Club

Ding--!

The sound of metal interactions.

When the Yan Demon Knife waved to the second Lycan Warrior, it had no time to ignore the fact that it had died tragically, the results of years of training and the instinct to survive, as well as its strength as a high-ranking demon, allowing it to wield its claws raw and severely block the Yan Demon Knife attack behind it.

It thought it would be possible to escape the heist and was delighted in secret. Unexpectedly, there is a great fear inside at this moment, as if something is whispering in its heart… a demonic hell.

That's a language it can't understand, just knowing that the moment this whispering sounds, its entire body becomes unusually rigid… and there is a kind of cowardice spread.

Just momentarily, it stepped into the aftermath of the wolf kill… it blocked the first attack with great power, but failed to block the second one without stopping.

The second Lycan warrior drank hate on the spot, and the blood splattered on the spot... Seeing this scene, their young lord suddenly sighed and drank loudly, his hands hitting him hard in front of him, his clothes slightly shareholder, the power of the vulture wolf was rapidly gathering.

The coyote, the only sacrifice of the coyote clan, exists exclusively to serve the true coyote star... I saw the warrior in the clan so tragically die, and a sadness emerged in the heart of this young master, “Beidou rebels against the seven stars... the coyote has arrived! ”

Nero, who was flashing toward the third Lycan warrior, instantly retreated a few meters - although she was no longer suppressed by the strange forces around her at this time, it did not mean that those strange powers had disappeared… she had only frantically improved her physical abilities in a relatively short time.

It's not that the force of the vulgar wolf disappears, but that her ability to resist compression improves dramatically in an instant... but at this time, those weird Russian repressive forces are clearly gone.

The whisper of the Yan Demon Knife echoed in Nero's ear as well, and this time it was... a warning sound, “... the Young Master? Then kill him first. ”

Nero abandoned the third Lycan warrior, who was available to spit on, and turned to attack directly at the young lord of the Lycan... but at this moment, his hands naturally drowned, his eyes dropped, and he felt like he had lost his soul.

As if he had fallen asleep in the past, but the whispers of the Yan Demon Knife gradually became more compact... this young Lycan master is dangerous at this time!

When the Yan demon knife was stabbed directly at the forehead of the Lycan Young Master, the Lycan Young Master finally made a move. It's not avoiding or blocking, it's... grabbing!

The Young Master of the Wolf clan held his hand in silence, and at the moment when the Yan Demon Knife was about to pierce his forehead, he took it directly over the sharp sword blade of the Yan Demon Knife.

Hold tight… Nero even has the feeling of a knife inserted into a pure iron square. She suddenly swirled the knife handle of the Yan Demon Knife, and the swiveling blade scratched in the young master's palm, then instantly pulled away.

Nero only then clearly saw that the cheeks beneath the eyes of this young master each had a purple mark like tears... and the whole thing had a very bad feeling.

This feeling, like the necessarily deadly way she faced Cook on that day, was far less likely to make her feel that way since she inherited the Yan Demon Knife, although it was far from being directly mute due to too much fear at the club.

“Oh… there seems to be some way to improve your power?” Though the tone is relaxed, Nero's whole body is tight, like a tight hairline that triggers.

“This is the true power of Sirius. Just borrowing... but enough for you.” Young Master's voice sounded softly.

This is a sort of "divine play” technique similar to some of the most mysterious monk sects on the land of Shenzhou, and also became a "god general." ”

Beidou rebels against the seven stars, the coyote descends!

Nero knew it was bad, but this tension between life and death excited her immensely... facing death, it was also a moment when she and the Yan Demon Knife fitted better. Only at this moment could she accumulate continuously to achieve the third form of compatibility between her and the Yan Demon Knife - the "Yan Demon Man” state that was always loaded in the literature by Michal!

That would be an immense warrior!

She was clearly fanatical in order to achieve this form.

The Young Lord is also doing his utmost to regain his treasure and to reward the hatred of his subordinates for their deaths.

Nero has lived in the eighth place since childhood, if he can win... only to see her smile on her face and not retreat - retreat!

Instead of fleeing, the target was shifted from the Young Master to the two Lycan fighters who were still or still were - there was some difficulty in dealing with the Young Master of the Lycan, but the two Lycan fighters behind them were much easier.

At the moment of the death of one's companion, this seemingly young master, at least, will not be indifferent.

This kind of battle that you die like me, it's so cruel.

“How dare you!” The Young Lord drank with anger, and through the emergence of the power of the pounding Sirius, the Young Lord even exceeded Nero's speed, before blocking Nero.

At the same time, a mysterious collapsing space is now converging, and in an instant it devours Nero directly, while the Young Lord steps directly into this strange collapsing space.

The pitch-black skies, the pitch-black earth, the roaring whistles, and the endless voices of the wolf, are as if they were in a vast magic field, and that's what Nero was sucked into in this collapsed space, what he felt the first time.

The young lord of the werewolf tribe was right above her, and there was a bright purple light on her.

Nero's sense of oppression at this point has reached its limit. She suddenly switched the Yan Demon Knife to her left hand, then her right hand mounted the knife handle and held it tight, making the position of a blade blade.

“Don't play dead for me. This is not the boss, I don't believe you would be scared... don't you want to eat me last? If I die here, you won't eat.” Nero looked down at the sword and smiled.

A hint of pitch-black power swimmed over Nero.

The Lycan Young Master turned into a purple meteor and fell wildly toward Nero.

Finally, Nero pulled out the Yan Devil's Knife and split forward in plain sight, "Yan Shuro! ”

Two powerful sentences intertwined in this strange space, causing intense turmoil in the space.

Boom boom boom...!

At this moment, outside the collapsed space, two Lycan warriors collapsed on the ground at the same time - Beidou Rebellion is not an ability to be readily available.

Young lords need to allow greed to spiritualize, and young lords who sacrifice need dedication - often in extracting their power in all its aspects.

The four werewolf warriors who had been following the Young Master existed for that reason. But the consumption that was originally borne by the four Lycan fighters was directly superimposed on the two remaining ones, with the result - of course - of kneeling.

These two werewolf warriors now have little power to fight back, and any little monster can kill them.

“Young Master... should be okay?” A big man said weakly.

Its voice was a little worrying, because it really didn't occur to me that the human woman was so horrified that between moments she killed two warriors, including the wolf.

“Don't be ridiculous. How can a young lord with a greedy wolf lose!” Another snorted coldly, "A greedy wolf came, even in the face of a true dragon, I'm afraid there is a power to fight! ”

Though it is said so, it is obvious to hear that it seems to contain a hint of self-comfort… it is a battle with the true dragon of Kansas, but it is only a battle.

This is an inspiring statement from within the Greedy Wolf clan. Seriously, to fight the Shenzhou Dragon... never happened!

At this point, that strange collapsed space suddenly changed dramatically.

The two Lycan warriors were shocked at the same time and felt only a terrible pressure leaking out of the collapsed space… it was transforming, letting Buddha not withstand the burst of power inside, and was about to break - like a balloon about to break!

Finally, an explosive energy turbulence leaked out of this collapsed space, and two werewolf warriors were simultaneously directly hit by this overwhelming power turbulence, which instantly passed out!

And the collapsed space, at this moment, throws two different shadows at the same time, each falling toward a different place… the surrounding area is all the more wretched by the ravages of this power.

Thankfully, it's just over the beach, making it look like there's been a strong storm... just a lot of fish in the riverbed has been blown out, scattered randomly on the beach, clapping its tail, struggling to die.

Soon afterwards, a voice jumped from the sky. At the moment of landing, the figure's body is squatting on the ground - not to cushion the impact of the landing, but simply a personal habit.

Because it landed here, it was Sun Xiaosheng, owner of Ultra Pure Earth Bar.

Sun Xiaosheng put his palms on his eyebrows and looked around. "Ha... who was fighting here just now, but didn't call me... Eh, nobody? ”

Sun Xiao Shenton was disappointed when he was playing with the demons in the bar. Suddenly he felt a powerful demon power. His belligerent instincts were stirred up. He came directly without saying a word.

Sun Xiaosheng frowned and walked on the beach for a while and found two headless bodies, "Is this the... Lycans? ”

The dead monster, at this moment, reveals itself as the body of the monster -- the body of two extraordinarily large wolves.

“Well... these two are still alive. Hey, wake up!” Sun Xiaosheng grabbed one of them without pressure and slapped him with a wave.

“Wake up! ”

As for the other one... the other one does the same thing, it's also just to punch him in the face.

But it just couldn't wake the other person up, and it seemed like it was seriously injured —— it was just like dying. Sun Xiaosheng flexed his head and stood up in anguish. "This is difficult, I won't heal you except for fighting... ha. ”

So Little Santa's little theater in his head lit up soon!

Don't use this as an excuse to send these guys to the old lady. Although the old dragon lady is not here for the time being, it is the dragon! My son's niece!! Because of the last drug theft, Xiao San Gong tried to get close but couldn't pull his face off. Isn't this the most appropriate opportunity?

If this little girl knew such kindness, saving her life and helping her wounds, she would say something nice in front of Zijun... Isn't it aesthetic!

“Thank me! ”

Little Santiago clamped the two remaining werewolf fighters to his waist one by one, then looked at them as if they were deserted and suddenly raised his head and kicked the bodies of his two werewolf fighters, along with his head, directly into the river.

After doing all this, Little Santo left happily as if nothing had happened.

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Cough...

Nero was in abnormal pain, and the Yan Devil's knife in her hand just barely kept her standing. After her body was thrown out of that strange space, it had fallen towards the river, but she was not by the river.

And her body doesn't see any wet spots, it's pretty clean.

Because she made a deal with her boss, deducting protection time after being able to move around at will, Nero used the effect of this transfer at the moment of the fall.

This time, of course, it wasn't the boss who threw it in the water.

Green water in the green mountains here… she is now in a bamboo forest. In the middle of this bamboo forest, a small wooden house is built.

This cabin in the bamboo forest seems to have been abandoned for a long time, surrounded by weeds. Nero walked up to the cabin door, pushed it away, and his body poured straight into it.

Her whole body curled to the ground and suffered tremendously as the power of the Yan Demon Knife receded.

Extremely painful... but looking at this empty cabin, Nero's face didn't look a bit painful, but instead revealed a happy smile.

“I'm going home... Dad, Mom. ”

She closed her eyes and went to sleep... alone.

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……

The chase was very upsetting as he kicked football and walked down the trail - because he was supposed to play with his little buddies, but he was obviously released.

At this point, a figure suddenly fell out of the alley in front and fell directly in front of the wind.

“Who is this? ”

Chasing the wind hurried past.