Trafford’s Trading Club

Total nitrogen anionic salt N5-.

A high-powered explosive made with this as its main material, with a theoretical upper limit of the power of the explosion, capable of reaching twice the TNT… 10 times is, of course, an ideal value, but even a few times more is enough to reflect its horrific power.

Not only did it destroy the corridors, but even the rest of the medical station was destroyed instantly.

This rolling smoke, along with the crazy air flow after the explosion, instantly cracked open the surrounding fog, while dyeing the surrounding area into a grey and black color.

It cannot be said that my grandson did not suffer any harm… it can only be said that these injuries hurt him very little.

Without me, most of my clothes have disappeared to an almost unshielded extent... but the naked flesh is intact.

A steaming heat, slowly rising in the absence of my grandson, walked out of the flames, more like a demon.

Song Hao ran a little helpless to climb up from the ground... this can't even blow up, it seems like there is no way.

The sutra pulse on his body is broken, and he bears the power of the explosion shock. At this time, Major Song can only describe it as ruined... Standing seems a little unstable.

“The wisdom of mankind is horrible.” My grandson came to Song Hao Lan without me.

Song Haolan had no time and energy to react at this moment, and his grandson grabbed Song Haolan's forehead easily and lifted him up.

“If this good thing is to be produced indefinitely, I can't hold it either.” Without my fingers, my grandson pushed slightly, as if he could squeeze Song Haoran's forehead at any moment.

This forced Song Haoran to make a low scream.

But without my grandson, I quickly let go. “Don't worry, I said I wouldn't kill you... but you won't be able to live long... soon, Your Majesty will swallow up your flesh and blood, and you will survive in another way. ”

But at this moment, the grandson saw a strange smile from Song Hao Lan's face... not only strange, but even laughed.

“What are you laughing at?” My grandson snorted without me.

“A bluff...” Song Hao ran out of hard laughter, "I don't understand... can you write? ”

“He's got a great mouth.” Grandson sneered without me.

At this time, Song Haoran waved his hand suddenly, only to see his palm not knowing it was suitable to hold a black dagger.

It's just such a sneak attack, for grandson without me, it doesn't help at all... the dagger is stuck hard in grandson without my chest position, it can't be inched in, like it is steel plate!

“That's... that's a little against the rules, isn't it?” Song Hao ran bitter.

Then unbelievably stabbed again… just less so this time. The grandson watched each other's struggles without any help.

At this time, Song Haoran stabbed out with a dagger for the third time, the force was slighter... he stabbed the dagger over my grandson's chest in the same position, but the strength weakened over and over again.

His strength, already at its limit, is supported by a stretch of toughness.

“Want to break the face a little, nice idea.” My grandson said softly: “But with such strength, I don't even want to scratch my itch... give up. ”

Looking at each other's gradual despair, the grandson was very happy without himself until Song Hao ran down helplessly with his daggered arm.

“What, it's not working anymore.” The grandson laughed without help.

Song Hao breathed painstakingly, gasped, sweat wet his whole body, beyond the limit of the use of a large number of complex martial arts, then broke his sutra by his grandson, and then took the shock of an explosion. At this time, the pain on his body had reached inhuman level, without persisting for a second, it was the ultimate test of will.

Major Song Da's voice is intermittent at this time, like a patient with breathlessness, “Shit... who said... the opposition... the villain died... from talking...”

Seems to have reached the limit of physical ability and will, Song Haoran's body suddenly collapsed, kneeling on the ground, his hands drooling, fingers holding the dagger have been released, even his arms shaking slightly.

Seems like he's still trying to get his fingers moving.

“Then accept your destiny.” My grandson grabbed Song Haoran's head again without my hand.

“Me...” Young Master Song suddenly whispered at this moment: “I... but... it's selfish... trying to get the benefits from me... I guess I'll wait for the rest of my life! ”

Hands up!

Grandson didn't have my first instinct to react, the other side had to fight again, because Song Haoran kept trying to break his body defense by stabbing him in the same place.

But when this dagger stabbed out the moment, it strangely didn't really stab out, so far the black dagger, beyond the grandson without all my calculations, rubbed it backwards!

The dagger passed in front of Song Haoran's neck!

Suicide!

When a blood trail suddenly appeared on Song Haoran's neck, then the beating heart pushed blood out of the carotid artery, and the blood splattered to the moment that the grandson didn't have me, the grandson yelled angrily without me!

“Tough! ”

This guy's harshness made his grandson feel heartfelt shocked without me, only Song Haoran had a strange smile on his face at this time, but his body fell to the ground, constantly twitching... his pupils gradually spread.

Grandson suddenly struck a spiritual spirit, and held Song Haoran's neck with his palm straight out, intending to seal each other's wounds with real force.

That which the man practised was stolen from the treasure trove when he defected from the palace. He has read it, but has not practiced it... The Great Waste of Heaven is evil, although it can bring super power, but once he stretches the slaughter knife to the blood of the Grand Sun clan, he will be swept out of the entire Xuan Palace and bombarded into slag.

Although not practiced, it does not prevent him from studying this evil work.

After death, the flesh is fresh, and the soul will remain in the flesh for a while... although it will be less effective, it is always better than nothing.

At this moment, looking at Song Hao Run's eyes had faded, his grandson shook his head without me and said helplessly: “Kid, I would ask you to hold on for a while...”

“Yes! ”

“What!”

In the firestone room, Song Haolan's dim eyes instantly restored clarity. This instantaneous mutation caused the grandson to open his mouth without surprise.

And at this moment, Song Haoran's fingers quickly bounced off, something seemed to have bounced directly into the mouth of the grandson without me, at the same time, Song Haoran was again in distress, a punch into the grandson's chest without me!

This fist is strong, it doesn't look like the power a man with a broken meridian can exert, but it's not enough to break the grandson's lack of my physical defense, to let him directly swallow what he shot into his mouth.

“Are you all right? ”

But Song Hao ran up at this moment and made a worship gesture... the grandson suddenly opened his eyes at the moment without me.

An abusive energy blows directly into his body at this moment, only to see the grandson without me at this moment raised his head and made a terrible scream, a pillar of fire sprayed out of his mouth!

After that, the grandson slowly lowered his head, his eyes like cows, staring dead at Song Haoran.

Young Master Song is really smiling... Who is this? Swallow high-energy explosives, the explosives explode in your body, but your body hasn't blown up yet!

Looking at that angry and horrible grandson without me, Song Hao had to sigh, “How can you die...”

But Song Hao Run still has a lot of land to beat... there are still some resurrection coins, how much can you spell!

With the dagger lying in front of him, Song Hao ran a deep breath, his arms gradually turned to the color of fire red... but at this time, the grandson was still motionless.

Song Hao ran down and saw his grandson without my eyes, ears, mouth and nose at this time, blood poured out. After that, he actually went straight backwards!

After a while of heat, Song Haoran blew a whistle, using his legs to lift his grandson without my arm, and saw that he had not responded, so he appealed for a long time.

“Silly Joan, Tiger Head, Alex, Porter, Feng, Chen Kai, Armani, Warhead, Knife... your revenge, I've paid it back. Don't follow me again for the rest of your life...”

At this time, a hint of silver-like smoke gushed out of my grandson's body and then rushed into Song Haoran's chest - into the ‘Sun God badge’ he wore.

At the same time, Song Hao ran sensed something and rudely stuck it in his head.

Seems to be a group of images.

A naked teenager, beneath a waterfall, practicing boxing...

Grandson has no me.

His whole life!

The insignia of the Sun God appears to have appeared or unlocked new abilities!

……

……

The man in the yellow robe looked at Princess Chuyang, neither of them moved first... or was confronted.

I don't know how long it's been since two shadows drifted from the fog... falling on both sides of the edge beneath the medical station, also confronting each other.

The distinction is between the stars of the palace and Qin Chuyu.

The looks of the two were not very good either. Qin Chuyu's face was slightly pale, and she had a bloodstained wound on her shoulder. The blood stained her white coat.

And the hair of the palace stars was cut off, and there was an eye-catching wound on her face… her left arm was also drooping low, and blood kept dripping from her fingertips.

At this point, the four of us, the quadrangle, form a strange view.

“People... pretty good, huh? ”

A hanging voice suddenly broke this mysterious atmosphere and attracted everyone's gaze... only to see that Song Hao slowly came out at a broken wall.

“You're not dead...” Princess Chuyang looked at this evil man in an incredible way.

“Big life.” I only saw Song Hao Run shrug his shoulders and then reached out and threw out what... What threw out was my grandson's body without me!

The body rolled into this crater. The man in the yellow robe and the stars of the palace watched the grandson roll down to the depths of the great pit without my body, and the colours of the gods changed slightly.

The great pit was struck by my grandson without my fist power, but he buried himself at this moment... it was like digging his own grave, full of irony.

Several people have difficulty reading the malice in Song Hao Lan's behavior.

Princess Chuyang frowned... she was naturally intelligent and powerful, so she was able to attach her spirit to Song Haoran, driving him to fight her grandson. When her consciousness withdrew from Song Hao Ran's body, she was well aware of the physical condition she had given away at the time.

But at this time, Song Hao Lan is more abundant than before, as if he had changed his bones.

The stars of the palace instantly looked at the man in the yellow robe, revealing a heavy colour. The man in the yellow robe was just silent... but Song Hao ran at this time looked at Qin Chuyu.

“This lady, shall we join forces? ”

Qin Chuyu did not answer, but looked at Song Haoran lightly, and then his eyes locked on the stars of the palace again.

“You, what's your name.” At this point, the man in the yellow robe suddenly spoke.

He looked at Song Hao Run.

Young Master Song picked out his eyebrows, "Song Haoran. ”

The man in the yellow robe nodded for a moment in silence, "The royal family does not need useless blood. Since you can kill your grandson without me, I admit that you have the right to remain… There are two of my descendants around here, who are your relatives. ”

Song Haoran's divine color gradually cooled, and strange fluctuations erupted in vain.

The man in the yellow robe waved his hand, “Rest assured, I wish you would stay, and naturally you will have the right to remain close to your loved ones. It is also a credit for them to have such a good offspring. Live well... I look forward to it. ”

The man in the yellow robe turned and left.

The stars of the palace smiled softly, “Little girl, today you take advantage of the weapon. Without this Blue Lotus sword song, I wonder how many moves you can take? ”

“Trying to escape?” Qin Chuyu snorted coldly.

“I'll play with you some other time!” The palace stars rushed to the sky, and then they were printed on one hand, and the noise was huge!

Qin Chuyu wielded his sword, swept away everything, but had lost sight of the stars of the palace... to this extent, he wanted to go, couldn't stay, unless he was prepared to die forever.

When Qin Chuyu frowned at the sight of the stars of the palace and saw that the grandson in the pit had no body of me, he took his sword and stepped into the fog.

Song Haoran jumped to Princess Chuyang and suddenly asked: “Princess, you just let that guy go? ”

The princess had already taken Hou Ju back long ago. After a while, Young Master Song believed that Princess Chuyang had not recovered some.

“This man... is no worse than me.” Princess Chuyang responded indifferently and then turned around: “The palace is tired, go back. ”

After a while, only three Song warriors came out of the ruins and came to Song Haoran's side.

Song Hao Run slightly appealed, pointing to the deep pit in front of him, with no expression: “Bury the warhead and knife in their bodies, they have been buried. ”

……

……

“Your Highness, why did you let that boy go? ”

In the fog, the palace stars stopped the bleeding and asked the man in the yellow robe... As for the grandson's death without me, it didn't seem to hit her very hard.

“The dynasty is gone.” The man in the yellow robe said softly at this time: “Though I have stayed strong, the heavens and the earth have changed... This son is a man of great divinity, and the luck of the dynasty seems to be gathering momentum on him, so long as he remains above the land of Shenzhou, he may not wake me up every day to the dragon vein. ”

“What does the honorable mean? ”

“I need him to stay, and he will fight for me day after day. ”

“But, my lord, in your present state...”

The man in the yellow robe waved: “My blood of the Zhao Song royal family is more than that... excellent can stay, not necessary. ”