Hiss.

The figure roared at Zhang Yuan with a resentful roar, and suddenly twisted his body and ran away with only half of his body, trying to escape from here.

But as soon as it rushed out, suddenly a big hand grabbed its ankle.

Boom!

Zhang Yuan waved his opponent's body and smashed it directly towards the ground on both sides.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The sound was dull, the ground in the yard continued to crack, and the tough bluestone slabs seemed to have turned into tofu, and the debris collapsed.

He finally stopped after dozens of hits.

The figure in his hand had already been smashed into blood and blood by him, and he had more breathing and less breathing.

Bang!

Zhang Yuan threw him in the corner and observed it quietly.

"You painted those scrolls that make people have nightmares?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"Stirs```"

The figure looked resentful and growled in his mouth.

Zhang Yuan frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!