Chapter 1672 - Displaying Divine Might
“Hahahaha!” The Thirteen Iron-Blooded Knights burst into laughter, roaring as though they had just heard the most ridiculous joke imaginable.
Boom!
Their commander pointed his spear at Chen Fan, his Quasi-Emperor realm aura turning into a storm. “Chen Fan, did you think you’d be a match for the Thirteen Iron-Blooded Knights after breaking through to the Quasi-Emperor realm? Ridiculous! We’ve slaughtered so many demon Quasi-Emperors in the Demon Realm Passageway that we lost count long ago.”
“Exactly! You’re out of your league!”
“Hmph, he dared to kill our Apex Mystic Sect’s disciples. That means death! Once we seize him, we’ll carve him apart piece by piece. A thousand cuts before death.”
The knights clamored incessantly, their voices dripping with bloodlust. Although Chen Fan was now a Quasi-Emperor, he was still no different from a dead man to them.
Their commander became a Quasi-Emperor years ago, and the remaining twelve knights could also contend against a Quasi-Emperor if they joined hands. Together, they were the equivalent of two or three Quasi-Emperors suppressing a newly advanced one. No matter how monstrous Chen Fan was, how could he possibly escape?
They had guarded the Apex Mystic Sect’s Demon Realm for countless years, bathing in demon blood. Quasi-Emperors had fallen to their spears more than once. The name Thirteen Iron-Blooded Knights alone was enough to make even the Demon Realm shudder.
“Big Brother Chen Fan.”
Qing Chan stepped to his side, eyes red and voice trembling. “Senior Brother Qin is dead, and they also severely wounded Senior Brother Sun.”
Chen Fan tousled Qing Chan’s head and said coldly, “Rest assured. I’ll avenge them.”
“Revenge? You can’t even save yourself, and you’re thinking about revenge? I’ll see how you do that!” The commander of the Thirteen Iron-Blooded Knights sneered coldly. He cast a glance at Sun Ziyang, sprawled on the ground, and said, “Fine, I’ll slaughter him right in front of you. Let’s see how you stop me.”