Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1106 Excellent offspring

Total nitrogen anion salt N5-.

With this kind of high-energy explosive made of the main material, the theoretical upper limit of its explosion can reach the TNT times... Of course, 10 times is only an ideal value, but even a few times is enough to reflect it. The power of terror.

It not only destroyed the corridor, but even destroyed the rest of the medical station in an instant.

This smoky smoke and the crazy airflow after the explosion, instantly smashed the dense fog around, and also dyed the surrounding color into a grayish black color.

I can't say that Gongsun hasn't suffered a little damage from me... I can only say that these injuries hurt him very little.

The grandson who walked out of the smoke was without me. Most of the clothes had disappeared, and the extent of the clothes was almost uncovered. But the skin that was exposed outside was intact.

A steaming hot air slowly rises in the body of the grandson, and he is more like a demon in the flames.

Song Ruran quite helplessly got up from the ground... This is still not dead, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

The meridians of the body are exhausted and bear the power of the explosion. At this time, Song Da Shao can only describe it with a broken... Standing, it seems to be somewhat unstable.

"Human wisdom is really horrible." Gongsun did not come to me in front of Song Xiaoran.

Song Ruran did not have any reaction time and strength at this moment. Gongsun did not easily grasp Song Ruran’s forehead and lifted him up.

"This good thing should be able to be produced indefinitely. I can't help this uncle." Gongsun didn't use my fingers to forcefully, as if I could pinch Song's forehead at any time.

This made Song Xiaoran have to send a low scream.

But the grandson without me soon loosened, and said indifferently: "Reassured, I said that you will not kill you without killing you... but you will not live for a long time... Soon, you will swallow your flesh and blood, You will also live in another way."

But at this time, Gongsun did not see a strange smile from Song Yanran's face... Song Dashao would not only smile, but even laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Gongsun didn't have me cold.

"Bulky..." Song Yanran showed a hard laughter. "I don't understand... will... write?"

"The mouth is also very good." Gongsun did not sneer.

At this time, Song Yuran suddenly waved his hand, only to see his palm out of the palm of his hand did not know that it is appropriate to hold a black dagger.

It’s just such a sneak attack. For the grandson without me, there is no such thing as a slogan... The dagger is squatting in the position of the male grandson without my chest, but it is impossible to enter, just like the steel plate!

"This...this is a bit of a foul?" Song screamed bitterly.

Then I did not believe in the evil again. It was only this time that the intensity was even smaller. The grandson did not look at the struggle of the other side.

At this point, Song Yuran pricked the dagger for the third time, and the strength was lighter. He repeatedly stabbed the dagger in the same position as the male grandson without my chest, but the strength weakened again and again.

His physical strength has already reached the limit, and it is supported by a resilience.

"I want to break the face with a bit, a good idea." Gongsun did not say to me: "But such strength, it is too light for me to scratch it... give up."

Looking at the other side's desperate eyes, Gongsun had no pleasure for me, until Song Yanran's arm with a dagger was unable to hang down.

"Why, it is no longer possible." Gongsun did not laugh at me.

Song Xiaoran breathed hard, panting, sweat drenched his whole body, and after using a lot of complicated martial arts beyond the limits of his body, he was smashed by the Gongsun without me, and then suffered an explosion. The pain has reached the level of inhumanity, and not holding on for one second is the ultimate test of the will.

Song Dashao’s voice was intermittent at this time, like a patient with difficulty breathing. “Mom...who said it...there...the anti-death...deadly...there are many words...”

It seems that the limits of physical strength and will have been reached. Song Haoran suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground. His hands hang down, his fingers holding the daggers have been loosened, and even his arms tremble slightly.

I saw that he seemed to be working hard and trying to get his fingers moving.

"Then accept your own destiny." Gongsun did not grasp Song Shuran's head again.

"I ah..." Song Dashao suddenly whispered: "I...but... very selfish... I want to benefit from and from me... Estimated, I have to wait until the next life!" ”

Hand up!

The first instinctive reaction of Gongsun without me is that the other party has to do another fight, because Song Ruran always wants to break the defense of his body by puncturing a place.

However, when the dagger was stabbed, there was no real stab in it. The black dagger has been reversed in the case of all the calculations beyond the grandson.

The dagger was actually in front of Song’s neck, a touch of it!

suicide!

When a **** mark suddenly appeared on Song Yongran's neck, then the beating heart pushed the blood out of the carotid artery, and the blood splashed into the moment when Gongsun had no one. The grandson did not anger at me!

"True!"

This guy's hot, so that the grandson did not feel my heartfelt shock, I saw Song Xiaoran with a strange smile on his face, but the body fell to the ground, constantly twitching... his pupils gradually spread.

The grandson didn't have a quick spirit, but directly extended his palm and held Song Nen's neck, intending to seal the other's wound with real force.

The practice of the Huangpao man’s cultivation was that he was stolen from the treasure house when he defected out of Xuanyuan Palace. He has read it, but he has not practiced it... It’s ridiculous and devastating. Although it can bring super strength, once he reaches the blood of the Gongsun clan, he will probably be smashed out by the entire Xuanyuan Palace. Slag.

Although there is no cultivation, it does not hinder his research on this evil.

After the death of the human flesh and blood is still fresh, the soul will temporarily remain in the meat for a while... Although the effect will be worse, but it is better than nothing.

At this moment, watching Song Xiaoran's gaze has faded, Gongsun no I shook his head, looked helpless: "Boy, I will be asking you to hold on for a while..."

"Okay!"

"what!"

Between the electric and the Flint, Song Xiaoran’s dim eyes returned to Qingming in an instant, and this momentary change made the grandson open his mouth without my surprise.

At this moment, Song Ruran’s fingers quickly flicked, and it seemed that something directly plunged into the mouth of Gongsun without me. At the same time, Song Yiran once again made a difficult attack and punched the public grandson without my chest!

This fist is very strong. It is not like the power that the meridians can break, but it is not enough to break the physical defense of Gongsun without me. I can let the grandson without me directly swallow the things that have been shot into the mouth. Come down.

"Are you okay?"

However, Song Ruran sat up at this time and made a gesture of worship. The grandson and grandchildren suddenly opened their eyes.

A violent energy, at this moment, blasted directly inside his body, only to see the male grandson without me. At this moment, a scream of screaming screaming out of his hair, a fire column spewed out of his mouth!

After this, Gongsun didn't slowly lower her head, her eyes were like a cow, and she stared at Song Xiaoran.

Song Dashao was really bitter at this moment... Who is this, swallowing high-energy explosives, explosives exploding in the body, actually the body has not exploded!

Looking at the face of the angry and horrible grandson without me, Song Xiaoran could not help but sigh. "How come you are willing to die..."

However, Song Haoran still has a strong spirit of fighting... There are still some resurrection coins, and to what extent can it be spelled!

Putting the dagger in front of him, Song Yanran took a deep breath, and his arm gradually became a fiery red color... But at this time, the grandson and grandchildren still remained motionless.

Song Yiran stunned, and saw that Gongsun had no eyes, eyes and ears at this time, and blood poured out. After that, he went straight to the back!

After a while, Song Xiaoran blew a whistle and raised his arm with his legs. He saw that he had no reaction and only took a long breath.

"Stupid, Tiger Head, Alex, Porter, A Feng, Chen Kai, Amani, Warhead, Knife... Your enmity, I gave it. As for the rest of my life, don't follow me anymore... ..."

At this time, a smog of silver-like color, from the body of the grandson without me, followed by what attracted to it, rushed to Song's chest - rushed into the 'Sun God badge he wore 'among.

At the same time, Song Yiran also felt something, rudely stuffed into his head.

It seems to be a group of pictures.

A naked teenager, under the waterfall, practicing the figure of a fist...

Gongsun has no me.

His life!

The sun god's badge seems to have appeared, or unlocked new abilities!

......

......

The yellow robe man and the first-yang princess looked at each other, neither of them had a first move... or they were squatting.

I don't know how long it has been. From the dense fog, there are two figures falling... It falls on the two sides of the edge of the medical station, and it is also squatting.

The distinction is Gong Miaoxing and Qin Yuyu.

The appearance of the two is not so good. Qin’s face was slightly pale, and there was a **** wound on his shoulder. The blood stained her white.

The hair of Miao Fanxing was also cut off, and there was a shocking wound on her face... Her left arm was also hanging down, and the blood kept dripping from the fingertips.

At this time, four people, four corners, formed a strange contrast.

"People... is it right?"

The sound of a slap in the face suddenly broke the secret atmosphere, and at the same time attracted the attention of everyone... I saw that a piece of broken wall, Song Xiaoran slowly came out.

"You are not dead..." Princess Yangyang looked at this incredibly man in an incredible way.

"Life is big." I saw Song Xiaoran shrugged, then reached out and grabbed something... It was the body of Gongsun without me!

The corpse rolled into the crater. The man in the yellow robe and the palace star looked at the body of the grandson who had fallen to the depths of the crater, and the look was slightly changed.

This big pit was played by Gongsun without my boxing power. At the moment, he buried himself... it was like a grave, full of irony.

It is not difficult for a few people to understand the malice in this behavior of Song Ruran.

Princess Chuyang frowned. She was born with a powerful and powerful spirit, so she was able to adhere to Song Haoran's body and drove him to fight against Gongsun. When her consciousness quits Song’s body, she is very clear about the physical condition that was sent at that time.

But at this time, Song Ruran, whether it is the spirit of the gods, must be richer than before, as if it was reborn.

Miao Fanxing looked at the man in the yellow robe for a moment, revealing the dignified color. The man in the yellow robe was just indulged. Song Songran looked at Qin Yuyu at this time.

"This lady, let's join hands?"

Qin Yuyu did not answer, just looked at Song Xiaoran indifferently, and then his eyes locked in the palace star again.

"You, what is the name." At this time, the man in the yellow robe suddenly opened his mouth.

He looked at Song Yuran.

Song Da Shao picked up his eyebrows, "Song Ruran."

The man in the yellow robe was silent for a moment before he nodded. "The royal family does not need useless blood. If you can kill the grandson without me, you will admit that you have the qualification to stay. There are two descendants of this family nearby. It’s your loved one.”

Song Haoran's look gradually coldened, and his body burst into strange waves.

The man in the yellow robe puts his hand on it. "Reassure, let you stay, naturally you will have the power to leave a close relative. They can give birth to such a good offspring. It is also a credit. Let's live alive... I am looking forward to it. ""

Said, the yellow robe man turned and left.

When Miao Fanxing saw it, he chuckled. "Little girl, you have taken advantage of the weapon today. There is no such thing as Qinglian sword song. I wonder how many tricks can you take me?"

"Want to escape?" Qin Yuyu snorted.

"Play with you again in the next day!" Gong Fanxing went to the sky at this time, and then a palm print, the momentum is huge!

Qin Yuyu swept the sword, and Jianmang smashed everything, but he had already lost the trace of Gongxingxing... At this level, they had to go, and could not stay, unless they were prepared to endlessly.

Seeing that the palace star has lost its sight, Qin Yuyu frowned. After seeing the body of the grandson in the pit, he took the sword and stepped into the dense fog.

Song Ruran jumped to the side of Princess Yangyang at this time and suddenly asked: "Princess, do you let go of that guy?"

The princess had already smashed back with the Houzhu. After a long time, Song Da Shao Gui believed that the Princess Yangyang did not recover.

"This person... is no worse than me." Princess Yangyang responded indifferently, then turned and said: "This palace is tired, go back."

After a while, only three soldiers from the Song family came out of the ruins and came to Song Haoran.

Song Xiaoran sighed slightly, pointing to the deep pit in front, and said with no expression: "Put the warhead and the knife their bodies, and someone will bury them."

......

......

"Respect, why should you let the kid go?"

In the dense fog, Gong Fanxing stopped bleeding and asked the man in the yellow robe... As for the death of Gongsun without me, there was not much impact on her.

"The dynasty is no longer there." The yellow robe man said at this time: "While the strong stayed, but the world has changed... This child is full of God, and the dynasty seems to have a cohesiveness in him. As long as he has been on this land of China, it may not be able to wake me up to the dragon."

"What does it mean to respect?"

"He needs him to stay, it's a day... fight for the dragon."

"But respect, in your current situation..."

The man in the yellow robe puts a hand in his hand: "The blood of my royal family, Zhao Song, is not limited to this... excellent can be left, and mediocrity is not necessary."

(End of this chapter)