Everyone in the Prison Temple pulled out the moon machete from behind and killed the people.
Li Chuochen rushed to Wanzhong Mountain.
The rounded moon scimitar in his hand waved, and the head of Wanzhongshan was cut off in an instant, and the blood sprayed more than one meter high.
Li Chichen rushed outside the courtyard.
Bar Moon Save, waved under the neck of Wan Chongyang.
Wan Chongyang's head, flying out of seven or eight meters away, headless corpse is also bloody.
Those people brought by Wanzhongshan.
At this moment, all of them left the weapons and kneeling on the ground, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
They looked at everything that happened in front of them, and in their hearts, they shocked the extreme.
No wonder the Temple of Prison can rise strongly on the overseas battlefield!
None of these people are simple characters! Back to them, they thought they were awesome.
If you really start war with the Temple of the Prison, they are not enough to kill others at all.
Puff!
Puff!
There is a sound of flesh and blood that is cut.
This is a silent killing.
Everyone in the Prison Temple has not used firearms from beginning to end.
Because, everyone knows that this is in the country of Yan, not in the overseas battlefield.
Although the Prison Temple is powerful, the prison god is also a man in the Yan.
He didn't want to really tear his face with Yan Guo.
In a blink of an eye, all the people who came here were all spared, and they were cut off their heads.
In front of the people in the prison temple.
All these people are scum.
I was afraid of Wanzhong Mountain. When Li Chichen was going to kill him, Wanzhongshan had no time to respond.
Many people of Wanjia followed the lively, but the result was here.
And almost at the same time.
Far in another city, in the villa of Wanjia.
A shadow, like a ghost, drifted into the villa of Wanjia.
On him, wearing a black cloak!
On the face, wearing a skeleton mask.
And his hand was holding an iron fan.
If someone who knows him is here, he will recognize it.
The shadow is in Wanjia villa, floating around like a ghost.
And in the place where the shadow floated, soon, there were heads, rolling on the ground.
After a few minutes.
Wanjia villas, in the fierce explosion, burned a fire fire.
Someone called and called the fire truck.
However, when the fire truck rushed to this nearby.
The surrounding road was blocked by the car parked in violation of regulations.
Fire trucks can't get in.
Firefighters can only watch it. Wanjia villas have been completely devoured by a sea of fire.
In the courtyard, Li Chichen has put away the round moon scimitar.
He was sitting on the Tai Shi chair.
Looking at Gao Jianguo leisurely.
Suddenly said, "Who is the director of the Jiangyang Inspection Department? Should he let him come over?"
"There is indeed this necessary, prison god, don't be impulsive first, I immediately call and let him come over."
On the forehead of Gao Jianguo, cold sweat slowly flowed down.
Seeing the means of prison god, Gao Jianguo hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed the head of the Jiangyang Inspection Department, Wang Junhua's phone.
After the phone is connected.
Gao Jianguo shouted and said: "I am the deputy commander of the Ministry of Battle of the Yan Kingdom Gao Jianguo, Wang Junhua, I ordered you, in ten minutes, I must rush to me, otherwise, the consequences will be at my own risk."