CHAPTER 1173: CHAPTER 1173: THE THIRTEEN HOLY KNIGHTS RETURN

"Boom!"

Before Alton’s words fell, he suddenly launched himself forward, carrying with him a tempestuous force, as if to destroy everything.

The sudden scene drew everyone’s attention to Alton.

"Buzz!"

"Whoosh!"

But at this moment, Bai Jie, behind Ye Chenfeng and the others, suddenly changed her expression, revealing another face. She drew a long knife from her body and stabbed at Ye Chenfeng.

Their goal was to capture Ye Chenfeng, so Bai Jie’s attack was not aimed at the vital parts.

"Clang!"

However, a jaw-dropping scene occurred. Suddenly, a knife appeared behind Ye Chenfeng, blocking the attack from the "fake Bai Jie."

The clash of the two knives emitted a sound of extreme metal collision.

"Crack!"

At the same time, the fake Bai Jie’s knife broke with a sound.

"Not good!"

Seated Ye Chenfeng suddenly stood up, his face changing into that of Yao Dao!

"Boom!"

Alton came rushing in like a tsunami, but a man as crazy as a madman appeared before him.

A pair of iron fists suddenly punched out, accompanied by a muffled thunderous sound.

Alton instantly flew backward...

The Mad King had also arrived!

"The Forbidden God King is an impersonation, not good!"

Alton, on the ground, exclaimed, throwing the entire bar into chaos.

Sikong Zhairiyue sneered, "You’ve sent people in disguise, why can’t we use disguises?"

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Amidst earth-shattering sounds, shadows of people emerged like a tide in the small bar; these were the masters of the Bloodwater Holy Spirit Cult.

Instantly, within the scene, the three including the Mad King appeared weak, completely surrounded.

"Kill them, leave no one alive!" Alton was so furious he was puffing and fuming, shouting angrily.

Ouyang Qingcheng’s expression changed as she calmly said, "Quickly inform the Empress, the Forbidden God King is a fraud."

"Do you think it’s a bit too late?"

Suddenly, a dissatisfied cold snort was heard.

A figure appeared at the bar’s entrance; it was Shi Buddha from the Thirteen Holy Knights. He held a mop, and beside him was the weapon master, Fatty, with a small launcher on his body, its dense muzzles aimed at the crowd.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."

At the bar’s back door, two more figures appeared, one being Phoenix, and the other Tang Jue.

Though there were only four, they counter-surrounded the Bloodwater Holy Spirit Cult.

"Kill..."

Mutation regenerated, the experts of the Bloodwater Holy Spirit Cult swarmed towards Tang Jue and others like a tide.

Tang Jue’s eyes flashed with cold light, and countless hidden weapons erupted from his body, pouring down like a storm.

"Puff, puff..."

Soon, blood mists spattered, one person after another fell.

"Da-da-da-da-da..."

And at this moment, Fatty’s launcher opened fire, tongues of fire weaving into a web of firepower, anyone touching the net of fire was either dead or injured.

"This...this is impossible..."

Alton and Ouyang Qingcheng were immediately stunned.

"Bang!"

Before Alton and the others could be surprised, the Mad King attacked without resistance.

He had no chance to dodge and could only brace himself.

"Listen up, all men take them down. Save the women, leave that Ouyang Qingcheng for the boss."

Shi Buddha shouted and charged into the crowd with a mop, like a bulldozer carving a path through.

"I heard you’ve been eyeing the Divine King; I’m here to face you!"

Phoenix, wielding two military knives, faced Ouyang Qingcheng.

Ouyang Qingcheng’s expression did not change, only muttering some unknown incantations in her mouth, as if summoning some power.

At the moment Phoenix’s knife came, Ouyang Qingcheng easily evaded.

Soon, the two were entangled together.

Fatty’s firepower was too fierce for anyone to get close.

Tang Jue was adept at both close and long-range combat, leaving a trail of overlapping corpses wherever he went.

Yao Dao, Sikong Zhairiyue also grew braver the more they fought.

Gradually, more and more people fell...

"Summon the death squad!"

Seeing the situation, Alton shouted.

A group of black-clad death warriors, similar to Japanese ninjas, suddenly appeared in the scene...

These ten or so people almost appeared out of nowhere, with Yao Dao and Sikong Zhairiyue at arm’s length, becoming their first target.

"These are all tough nuts, retreat first."

Sikong Zhairiyue was not good at attacking, so he ran when he encountered these people, instantly passing the burden to Yao Dao.

Yao Dao’s gaze turned cold, but instead of retreating, he stepped forward to meet them.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Yao Dao was a master with the sword, but the opponent was not inferior at all.

Immediately, they were locked in an undefeatable battle, with flashes like fire.

However, Yao Dao’s skill level was clearly higher than these death warriors. With a change of move, he suddenly appeared beside one of them, thrusting his name sword towards the person’s abdomen.

"Hmm?"

But the next second, Yao Dao frowned as he couldn’t pierce the death warrior’s body.

Failing to kill with one attack, Yao Dao found himself in danger.

With a tearing sound, Yao Dao’s arm was already injured.

Yao Dao repeatedly attacked the death warriors several times, but all efforts failed. Their bodies were thoroughly impervious.

"Humph, these death warriors are meant to deal with the Forbidden God King. You think you can handle them?" someone scoffed.

Just as they said, these death warriors were precisely meant for dealing with Ye Chenfeng.

"Yao Dao, step back and let Shi Buddha handle it!" Phoenix shouted.

Upon hearing this, Yao Dao immediately retreated, exposing Shi Buddha to this group of death warriors.

"I’ve been waiting for you!"

Seeing the rushing dozen death warriors, Shi Buddha appeared overwhelmingly excited, laughing enthusiastically.

"Another one courting death!" Alton snorted coldly.

A group of death warriors charged unstoppably towards Shi Buddha, each sparing no effort, aiming to kill Shi Buddha in one strike.

"Amitabha!"

Shi Buddha unusually chanted a scripture.

Immediately, Shi Buddha’s eyes brightened, as radiant as stars.

He bit his fingertip, squeezed hard, letting a large spatter of blood spill out, while throwing a string of Buddha beads, coincidentally meeting the spilling blood.

"Pitter-patter..."

The string of Buddha beads unexpectedly exploded, shooting out like bullets.

"Puff, puff..."

"Ssss..."

These Buddha beads strangely penetrated the bodies of the death warriors, with bursts of black smoke and extensive burns at the wounds.

Alton and Ouyang Qingcheng were instantly dumbfounded, their eyes filled with horror, exclaiming in disbelief, "This...how is this possible...the death warriors are...are entities unable to be killed after the Empress’s baptism."