The roof of the house was directly blown away by the surging fires!
The walls from all directions turned into powder in an instant!
He rushed towards the place where he looked like anger!
Standing in the house, Lu Xuehai had no room for any reaction.
Direct physical ascension!
The body distorted and deformed in place amid the earth-shaking explosion!
The world is trembling.
A huge landslide was rushing directly in the unstable part of the mountain.
There was only noise left in the whole world.
The dust covered the nearby woods.
After a brief period of deafness, all the people's ears were left with roars exceeding their load capacity.
The younger generation of Dragon-Shenzhen Envoys in Zhenlong Pavilion looked at the new generation of Martial God King Han standing in the middle of them.
The same adjective appeared in everyone's hearts.
Crazy criticism!
The world reflects a magnificent scene in Wang Han's unwavering eyes.
The aftermath of the explosion lasted for several minutes.
Xiang Feng held the detonator and half-kneeled on the ground, his hands facing the sky, looking excited.
"Ancestrals! I finally showed off successfully! You can smoke!"
The others wiped the dust off their faces.
They are all staring at the outside of the house.
When I discovered something was wrong just now, Shimada Katsuka took the tall samurai into the car at an extremely fast speed.
Finally, I was flooded with rolling dust, and I don’t know what was going on.
The dust filled the forest late at night, and I couldn't see the specific situation there.
"I wonder if this little Baga is dead! What should I do, Brother Hai?" Meng Bizhi asked.
After saying that, I realized that everyone was still deaf at this time, and Meng Bizhi slapped Wang Han.
I want to type on my phone and ask.
Unexpectedly, Wang Han invited someone to get on the car.
"Brother Wei! That little Baga doesn't know if he is dead! Just leave?"
Wang Han glanced at Meng Bizhi's mouth shape, and read the lips and roughly understood what Meng Bizhi meant.
He took Meng Bizhi's cell phone and typed and explained.
"There are only two consequences. Either die or live. It's best if you die. If you don't die, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. We used to give away heads. It's better to go back and meet with my teacher now! I'm seriously suspicious now!
Will Baga send someone else to the dragon vein?"
He stuffed his phone to Meng Bizhi, and after seeing it, Meng Bizhi also fastened his seat belt.
Xiang Feng was still holding the detonator, as if he was holding his medal.
Everyone's faces were covered in dust.
Wang Han wiped his face and lit a cigarette.
After they were all in one, they drove directly to meet Shi Qingquan.
Wang Han was also thinking about other things in his mind.
After more than ten minutes, people can hear it gradually, but they must speak louder, otherwise it will not be easy to hear it.
Then I saw a group of people asking each other at the top of my voice.
.....
The soft soil was shaking.
The soil cracked, revealing a blood-stained back, and the texture was filled with explosive power.
The owner behind him broke out from under the soil.
Only the robe on her body was still there, and the one behind was scraped away by the aftermath of the explosion just now.
This outfit looks quite a bit awkward.
Holding a samurai sword in his hand.
Only then did he see his appearance clearly.
His head is big, with long hair, and bangs just cover a pair of eyes. His bones are very large, his cheekbones are protruding, his ground is very serious, and his teeth are very uneven.
Under his body, Shimada Hisuka was still protecting the dirt-faced.
Shimada Hiroshima's tender face is now full of dirt, his hair neatly shiny with hair spray is now covered with dirt, his windbreaker is also damaged a lot, and his ribs are still scratched by splashed stones.
The window was also scratched on my face when the car was overturned.
There is a wound on the neck that is only a little short of the carotid artery.
Shimada Hisuka lay in the pit, facing his back, with a sinister expression on his face.
Holding the dirt with both hands, clenching into fists.
After a few seconds of silence, the incompetent hands hammered the dirt with fury.
Climb out of the pit.
The only two people brought were left with a big samurai.
He looked in the direction of the house.
The dust was still everywhere, and Lu Xuehai and the people he brought had been physically saved.
Shimada Haisu's legs were weak and exhausted, so he sat on the ground again.
"Bagayalululululululuer err!!!"
Shimada Haisu was so angry that he slammed his tongue.
Holding the soil with the smell of gunpowder still left, Shimada Haisuo directly pinched the soil into a lump and smashed it on the ground.
Staring at the razed house.
Gasping heavily.
"Haixiang, what should we do now?" asked the tall warrior.
Shimada Hisu scratched his hair hard, and his expression gradually calmed down.
Take a deep breath.
"The other party deliberately lured us here and also set up so many explosives in advance. This was deliberately opening the hole to let us jump inside. On the other hand, they found that we were following them, but the distance between us was
It was very far away and there was no monitoring along the way, which proved that we had miscalculated and there should be something in their hands that could open the box.
There are now two guesses.
First, it was because the other party’s master who was originally stationed here used something to open the box, and they made such a trap.”
After saying this guess, Hiroshimada immediately shook his head, "No! They have not been here for a long time, and it is not enough time to transport explosives and then make traps!
That's another guess!
What things they have in their younger generation of Dragon Slayers can open boxes? They have spent so long on the road, and they must be setting up traps! That must be the case!"
Shimada Hisuke squinted his eyes and looked at the air.
"Combined with what happened tonight, there is a very powerful young man hidden in this generation of young dragon-supported envoys! Calm and calm! It's a character! Where is the mobile phone! Check who the young generation leads the team!"
Not long after.
The tall man held a mobile phone with a broken screen, "The one who is fighting with us here is a new generation of martial gods!"
Shimada Hisuke immediately asked, "What's the name?"
"Wang Han!"
Shimada Hisuka lay down, his eyes full of interest.
"Wang Han? The new generation of martial gods! That proves to be the future master of Zhenlong Pavilion! Hahahaha! With this courage! I can indeed live in the position of Zhenlong Pavilion Master! I am beginning to be interested in him!
Give me the information about this person! Now!"
Not long after, the tall man frowned.
Shimada Hisu sat up.
"What's wrong?"
The tall man handed over Wang Han’s information.
There is only one photo and a brief introduction with a few lines, and it looks no different from an ordinary person.
"I'm more interested in this person! It would be great if I could develop him into our person!"
"What should I do now?"
Shimada Hisuka slowed down and felt the strength, so he stretched out his hand. The tall man pulled him up and stood up.
I took a picture of the soil on my body, took out my cell phone and took a photo at the ruins, and admired it.
"Save it as a souvenir! After all, I haven't suffered such a big fall in love for a long time!"
"What should we do now?" asked the tall man again.
Shimada Hisu stuffed his phone into his pocket.
"No matter how they go, they will go and meet with the useless teacher Qingquan! And there are our people around Shi Qingquan! We went directly to Shi Qingquan to wait for the rabbit! We didn't see it clearly just now, this time I want to take a closer look.
Look, what does this person who made me fall into trouble?”