At this time, Brusse and David were seriously injured, their bodies were in tatters, and their clothes had already become holes. Flashing Brusai's whole body had been stained red with blood, but David was lying on the ground a little weakly, except for some more blood at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't see anything else, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

This area, which was originally flat, was blown out of a big hole alive, and even the above-ground castle of the blood clan was half exposed.

And under this huge energy, a faint red light rose into the sky. Everyone was shocked and looked at it subconsciously. Unexpectedly, seeing Jiang Tianchen and Eric standing there intact, Jiang Tianchen's face was calm, and there was no wave. Eric, on the other hand, closed his eyes tightly, as if he was thinking about something

"Damn dark creatures, I will make you pay The furious look in Armeni's eyes, he didn't expect David Bruch's strength to be so strong, even if Brusey got the bonus of the Judgment of Light and used the ultimate skill of God's Judgment, he still lost.

Looking at Brusse's lifeless face, he knew that Brusse had returned to the arms of the Lord. He went to heaven!

Silently drew a cross on his chest.

"Hmph, you can find a way to save your life first." David Bruch laughed. He didn't receive much damage, and the huge energy impact was almost accepted by the ghost staff, and he was simply on the skin. Although there was a bit of blood flowing from the corners of the mouth, it was a minor injury after all. Flash Dance

A young man dressed in classical English knight's casual clothes walked over with an ancient Holy Cross sword.

Another young man dressed in classical English knight's civilian clothes followed closely behind with a sword of the Holy Cross, which was also ancient.

One after another, a total of twelve young men dressed in classical knightly costumes walked towards the battlefield. No matter how stupid Jiang Tianchen was, he could guess that they were the legendary Twelve Knights of the Round Table. Looking at the cultivation of each of them, it seems that they are all between the Jindan stage and the Yuan infant stage, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Compared to the duke, it is not much worse. At least Jiang Tianchen thought that the twelve Knights of the Round Table would definitely be worth the three Grand Dukes.

No wonder Britain doesn't need so many men. Just the twelve Knights of the Round Table plus a King Arthur who has not yet made the road are comparable to all the masters of the Bruch family, and it is obvious that the Ran family is more expensive than many.

Sure enough, seeing the arrival of the Knights of the Round Table, all the people of the Holy See had a smile on their faces, and finally, they could finally save their lives. Who wants to die, even if it's to heaven? David Bruch's face turned a little ugly, and he sighed, the conflict seemed to be inevitable.

Brusse though died. But his death was meaningful, and he finally bought enough time for his own fight. At least he exchanged the lives of one of his own people for the lives of a dozen people, and it was worth it.

"Eric, are they the guardians of the United Kingdom?" Jiang Tianchen asked Eric in a low voice, seeing such a strong lineup, and everyone was so young, he had a ridiculous idea in his heart, if the British all cultivated, then the Western underground world would definitely respect the British!

"Yes, the Knights of the Twelve Round Table belong to the legendary hero of England, King Arthur, an almost mythical heroic figure who was the first king to unify the British Isles and is widely praised in Europe. The Knights of the Twelve Round Tables are the most effective generals under King Arthur's command, assisting him in his expeditions, which is a symbol of loyalty and heroism.

These people are usually inconspicuous, but they are very difficult. Even our family doesn't want to be their enemy. These twelve people are okay, that King Arthur is a pervert, it is said that he is immortal! Eric said helplessly, obviously his mind was the same as David's, and he seemed to be a little jealous of King Arthur.

"I'm Ferradero." The knight at the head said.

"I'm Saboca." The second knight said.

"I'm Pombec." The third knight said.

……

Every knight faintly reported to himself, but their language revealed a strong sense of pride and arrogance.

"Eric, what do you say would happen if they weren't twelve knights, but one hundred and twenty knights?" Jiang Tianchen said his thoughts.

Eric trembled, he didn't expect Jiang Tianchen to ask himself like this: "Big brother, after King Arthur and the Twelve Knights of the Round Table unified Britain. Together, they swore to protect Britain for generations, so King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table have been passed down from generation to generation, and even their names and personalities have been mysteriously passed down to this day. And they are so powerful, it is also because of the inheritance, every King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table have accepted the inheritance of their predecessors! ”

Jiang Tianchen secretly said that it was a pity, but even if it was twelve knights of the round table, it was very powerful. I didn't expect King Arthur to have such an ability to pass on his power to future generations.

"Knights of the Twelve Round Tables, it's been a long time!" David said with a smile, at this moment, the blood on the corner of his mouth had already been wiped clean, and he regained his gentlemanly calmness again. A charming smile hung over his lips, but the Twelve Horsemen were unmoved.

"David Bruch! Presumably you are the head of the Bruch family now, you have been developing in our sphere of influence for so many years, but you have not informed us. When we don't exist, today we are going to drive you out of England on behalf of His Majesty the great King Arthur. ”

Although Ferradiro is arrogant, he has not yet reached the point of pride, after all, the power of the Brahe family is not weak, and if he wants to kill them all, is it possible?

"Ferradiro, why hasn't King Arthur come yet?" Armeni didn't know when he had run to the arrogant Knight of the Round Table, and asked anxiously. Obviously, Ferradiro, he should be the leader of the Twelve Horsemen. Hearing Armeni's question, Ferradiro frowned dissatisfiedly: "His Majesty King Arthur, he will arrive later, what are you anxious about." Not even a few little bats can be defeated! ”

Listening to Ferradero's very unhappy words, Armeni was furious, but he had to smile awkwardly, stepped aside, and gave Ferradero a fierce look. If it weren't for them today, where would it be their turn to get such cynicism.

"Filthy, vile creatures of darkness, are you waiting for my arrival?" A deep and powerful voice came faintly in the distance, and a powerful aura instantly filled the audience.

Jiang Tianchen was slightly startled, and hurriedly urged Dong's true anger. Listening to this voice, the person who came should be a better master than David Bruch. If they are said to be filthy creatures, then they must be the so-called King Arthur.

"Boom-" A meteor-like holy light burst out from the sky and shot to the ground, and in an instant, a very handsome one with a golden long sword hanging from his waist. A middle-aged man in his thirties, with a deep look in his eyes, stood in front of the Knight of the Round Table, and it was obvious that he was King Arthur.

Seeing this, David didn't know it well, but he didn't expect King Arthur to be much more powerful than he imagined, looking at his momentum, it should be almost the same as the Pope!

"Dark magic from hell, let the night cover the earth forever." A huge blood light emitted from the ghost staff in David Bruch's hand, and in an instant, all the blood clans felt very comfortable, and it seemed that their strength had increased a lot.

"It seems that tonight is a bloody battle, King, but it is also a great opportunity to defend our sacred honor. Warriors, the Lord is with us, fight! "The most reverent of Pomback roared.

"Fight!" Without a trace of fear or worry, the Twelve Knights of the Round Table raised the Holy Cross Sword and shouted with all their might.