Chapter: 1812
It also made Elder Xu stop talking, and everyone looked over.
Just listen to him say quickly:
"It's not good, Zhang Hanyang and Lei Tiannan are already on their way here, I heard that Zhang Hanyang is going to flatten the Li family!"
"Um?"
Li Zhan's eyes were fixed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the atmosphere in the whole hall became cold for a while.
"Zizi is rampant." Elder Xu slammed the chair down.
This made the faces of everyone in the Li family change slightly.
"Tape down the Li family? What a big tone!" Grandmaster Wu sneered and said, "It seems that this Han Yang doesn't need to be kept anymore!"
"Is the news confirmed?" Patriarch Li frowned and asked.
The man hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Confirmed, the news has spread, and...the family members saw them in Jiantang District, Zhang Hanyang, Lei Tiannan, and... two spirits beast."
"What?"
Elder Xu's pupils shrank: "Those two spirit beasts are still alive?"
After saying in surprise, he was wondering what level of pill could save the two dying spirit beasts?
At this time.
Li Zhan stood up suddenly, with a calm expression and killing intent in his eyes.
"Since they are coming, let's move to the main courtyard and wait for him!"
As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of several people present changed.
Move to the main courtyard.
This is ready to shoot to kill it!
"Get the chair out."
The owner of the Li family gave instructions to the servants on the side, and the two subordinates hurried out, and placed more than a dozen chairs in two minutes.
Li Zhan and his group walked out, and after doing so, they looked at the mountain behind them.
At the edge, they saw sixty or seventy warriors, all on both sides.
After seeing them, everyone will know that the news is likely to be inseparable.
Zhang Hanyang is coming to flatten the Li family?
What a joke.
Many senior members of the Li family sneered.
Their Li family has been in Xiangjiang for a hundred years, and their power is deeply rooted. They have always been among the best. In their view, this is simply impossible. Not only that, they also feel that today is probably Zhang Hanyang's death.
The main house is like a large courtyard, surrounded by houses, in the center of Li's manor, like a royal palace, when they are sitting in the yard.
On the mountainside not far away, the eyes of several people in the crowd were wide open, and they lost their voices in shock: