Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

Boom!

The two fought fiercely!

Bang--

The ground suddenly dented and cracked into a big hole with a diameter of four to five meters.

Whoosh--

Zhao Jun was blown out again!

His body severely smashed the security room into ruins!

Wow!

Rubble fell from Zhao Jun.

"Roar--"

He stared at his blood-red eyes, and his eyes had long since lost humanity.

Only the anger, bloodthirsty, and tyranny that belonged to the demon.

Whoosh--

He charged up again.

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, and the demon spirit aura suddenly broke out!

The pale white demon spirit flame is boiling like a flaming torch!

The demon arm on Zhao Jun's back and shoulders, grabbed it hard!

Ye Fan's heart moved.

Behind him, Zhu Yanxu suddenly stretched out two big ape arms and directly held Zhao Jun's two monster arms tightly!

Then,

In Zhao Jun's stunned gaze, he tore it hard!

Sneer----

puff--

Splashing blood!

The two demon arms were torn off by the ten-meter-high Zhu Weiying!

These two arms grew out of Zhao Jun's body!

It's as if it's born and grown, even with a leather belt.

now,

Being torn off by Ye Fan's control of the demon spirit ghost shadow, this pain is simply heartbreaking!

"Roar--"

Zhao Jun roared in pain.

Thump thump--

The body wrapped in the blood-red demon breath, backed back again and again.

There are two huge cracks on the back shoulders, dripping blood constantly, which looks very oozing!

The blood-red pupils stared straight at Ye Fan.

His eyes began to show fear and wincing expressions.

Ye Fan's heart moved.

The ten-meter-high Zhu Yanxu held two broken arms of the demon and squeezed it forcefully.

Puff--

The two arms were squeezed and exploded directly by the huge force!

Da Da Da -

Ye Fan walked out slowly.

The huge Zhu Weixu shadow behind him, accompanied by the loud sound of dongdongdong, stepped on the ground one by one deep pit footprints.

Ye Fan stared at Zhao Jun faintly, and said coldly.

"Aren't you going to tear me apart?"

"Oh, don't persuade!"

"come!"

Ye Fan's indifferent words directly irritated Zhao Jun's blood pupils.

But the footsteps are the same as lead-filled, no longer moving.

On all fours.

The blood-red demon hair on his body, like a big cat feeling the crisis, exploded!

Although Zhao Jun temporarily obliterated his humanity, his mental induction became more acute.

He knew very well that he couldn't beat Ye Fan himself!

Bang--

The ground exploded under Ye Fan's feet.

He wrapped Zhu Weixu and rushed up directly!

The strong evil spirit and murderous aura immediately wrapped Zhao Jun round and round.

Ye Fan stared fiercely, and roared angrily: "Die to me!"

The ten-meter-high Zhu Wei, a room-sized fist, directly blasted out!

Boom--