Everyone in the Hell Temple drew out their full-moon scimitars from their backs and started killing everyone in the Wan family.
Li Chuchen took a quick step and rushed to the front of Wan Zhong Mountain.
With a wave of the full-moon scimitar in his hand, Wan Zhongshan's head was cut off in an instant, and blood spurted out more than one meter high.
Li Chuchen then rushed outside the courtyard.
The full moon scimitar was swung down at Wan Chongyang's neck.
Wan Chongyang's head flew seven or eight meters away, and the headless body was also covered in blood.
Those people brought by Wan Zhong Mountain.
At this moment, everyone dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground, not daring to express their anger.
They looked at everything that was happening in front of them, and each of them was shocked to the extreme.
No wonder the Hell Temple can rise strongly in overseas battlefields!
None of these people are simple people! Thanks to them, they still think they are awesome.
If there really is a war with the Hell Temple, there are simply not enough people like them for the Hell Temple to kill.
Poof!
Poof!
There were constant sounds of flesh being cut open.
This is a silent killing.
Everyone in the Hell Temple did not use firearms from beginning to end.
Because, everyone knows that this is in the Yan Kingdom, not on an overseas battlefield.
Although the Hell Temple is powerful, the Hell God is also from the Yan Kingdom.
He didn't want to really break up with Yan Guo.
In the blink of an eye, everyone from the thousands of families who came here was spared, and their heads were cut off.
In front of everyone in the Hell Temple.
People like Wanjia are just scum.
Even if it was Wan Zhongshan of the Wan family, when Li Chuchen wanted to kill him, Wan Zhongshan had no time to react.
Many people from the Wan family originally came to watch the fun, but ended up dying here.
And almost at the same time.
Far away in another part of the city, in Wanjia's villa.
A shadow, like a ghost, drifted into Wanjia's villa.
He is wearing a black cloak!
On his face, he wore a skull mask.
In his hand, he held an iron fan.
If anyone who knows him is here, they will recognize that this person is the Hell God, the fifth Hell God guard, Shadow, under the command of the Hell God.
Shadows floated here and there like ghosts in Wanjia Villa.
And where the shadow drifted, soon, heads fell to the ground.
A few minutes later.
The Wanjia villa burst into flames amidst violent explosions.
Someone called and called the fire truck.
However, when the fire truck arrived nearby.
The surrounding roads are blocked by illegally parked cars.
The fire truck can't get in.
The firefighters could only watch helplessly as Wanjia Villa was completely engulfed in a sea of flames.
In the courtyard, Li Chuchen had already put away the full moon scimitar.
He sat on the Taishi chair.
He looked at Gao Jianguo with long eyes.
Suddenly he said: "Who is the director of the Jiangyang Inspection Department? Should he come over?"
"It is indeed necessary. Prison God, please don't be impulsive. I will call him right away and ask him to come over."
Cold sweat slowly flowed down Gao Jianguo's forehead.
Seeing the methods of the prison god, Gao Jianguo hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Wang Junhua, director of the Jiangyang Inspection Department.
After the call is connected.
Gao Jianguo roared and said: "I am Gao Jianguo, deputy commander-in-chief of the Yanguo War Department. Wang Junhua, I order you to arrive at my place within ten minutes, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."