"What he said is that their 'master' should be the master of the Prison Temple. Is it my brother?"
Li Yunxi thought in his heart.
Just now, Li Yunxi was still worried that the Prison Temple would not be a match for Zhou.
I am afraid that the Li family's affairs will drag down the prison temple and her brother.
But now it seems.
The Prison Temple seems to be not as weak as she imagined.
Zhou may be very strong and has many masters. However, no matter how high their martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives.
What's more, everyone in the Prison Temple is holding high-end weapons such as Prison God Cannon.
Li Yunxi just now saw with his own eyes that the Prison God Cannon is so powerful!
So, Li Yunxi is now looking forward to her brother, hoping that she will appear soon.
And those from the Zhou family were locked by the people in the Prison God Temple with the Prison God Cannon.
One by one, I didn't dare to move.
After all, whoever moves will die.
Even the half-step war master must stand obediently under the intimidation of the Prison God Cannon and such terrifying weapons.
If the people in the Prison Temple only have a Prison God cannon, then everything will be fine.
There were dozens of people from Zhou family.
As long as these dozens of people take action at the same time, a prison god cannon will not be able to suppress them.
The problem is that the people in the Prison Temple have hundreds of Prison God cannons in their hands.
If these hundreds of Prison God Cannons fire at the same time, their power will be devastating.
Not to mention the half-step War Lord, even the strong War Lord level here will die on the spot.
There is no possibility of survival.
The scene just now was dominated by Zhou, but at this time it became the home court of the Prison Temple.
Wuming and the others were just kidding.
From time to time, he also mocked the clan's incompetence, making the Zhou clan's people so angry.
"If you have a habit, put down your weapons and fight us one-on-one."
Zhou's half-step war master couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth and roared angrily.
"Is it a one-on-one fight? That's OK!" A faint voice suddenly rang.
Immediately afterwards, another man in a black combat suit and a skeleton mask walked in.
Behind this man, there were four top-level strong men. They were all Warlords.
"Brother, he is my brother!"
Li Yunxi called out in his heart, although Li Chuchen was wearing a skeleton mask, covering his face.
However, Li Yunxi could hear his voice.
Li Yunxi was not wrong. The man who just spoke and agreed to fight alone was her brother, Li Chuchen.
Li Chuchen accompanied Panpan and Sun Xinxin to return from the Great Wall Attractions.
When they returned to the hotel, Panpan and Sun Xinxin were both exhausted, so they hurried back to their room to rest.
Li Chuchen used the excuse to return the car.
Hundreds of elite soldiers from the Prison Temple were arranged to guard Sun Xinxin and the others with heavy weapons.
And he himself rushed to the Li family compound.
Li Chuchen did not show his true face, but dressed up as the Prison God. This is because he did not want everyone in the Li family to recognize him.
After all, the people of Zhou are still here.
Moreover, everyone in the Li family was still surrounded by those of the Zhou family.
If the Zhou family members are willing to do their best, they will fight to the death with them.
Then the casualties of the Li family will be very heavy.
Li Chuchen didn't want to see this happen, so he not only had to dress up as a prison god.
He also wanted to pretend to have a grudge against the Li family.
In short, he must not let the Zhou family know that he is also a member of the Li family in Yanjing.
"Hey, old guy, don't you want to fight us one-on-one?"
Li Chuchen sneered and looked at the half-step Zhan Zun who was talking just now, and waved to him again, "Come on, come on, we can choose one of us, let's fight one by one." This chapter has been completed!