The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1719 Douglas
Joseph took two steps forward, stretched out his pointed tongue, licked his lips, and said with a evil smile: "Your blood must taste very good."

Seeing Joseph's expression and behavior, the bishops and priests couldn't help but tremble.

"I let you take action first, otherwise you will have no chance after I take action." Duke Joseph said arrogantly.

In Joseph's opinion, these people are just little shrimps.

Naturally, the bishop would not and did not dare to be polite to a vampire archduke, and said loudly: "Attack, purify the holy light!"

Bishops and priests raised their crosses together.

The holy light emitted by the cross connected together, and then the holy light surged and pressed towards Duke Joseph.

Duke Joseph still had disdain on his face, and did not take any protective action or fight back.

The holy light "pressed" on Duke Joseph without any hindrance.

However, only a little smoke came out of Duke Joseph's body, and he did not suffer any damage at all.

Soon the holy light from the combined bishops and priests disappeared.

Duke Joseph patted his shoulder with a relaxed expression on his face: "You are too weak, it's my turn to take action next."

After Duke Joseph finished speaking, he stretched out his hands and left hand in a hugging shape.

The black aura spread out from Joseph's body, sweeping towards the bishop and others like a rapidly spreading poisonous miasma.

Wherever the black air passes, the trees are scorched and the grass is black and dead. It is extremely vicious.

At the critical moment of life and death, the bishop could only fight to the death and shouted: "The most powerful skill, Holy Judgment!"

The crosses in the hands of the bishops and priests simultaneously shot a holy light into the night sky.

The holy light condensed together and transformed into a huge lightsaber in mid-air.

The lightsaber swooped down, trying to extinguish the black aura sweeping towards the bishop and others.

The lightsaber and the black aura came into contact instantly, and after a stalemate for a second, they shattered together with the black aura.

The shattering produced a gust of wind, stirring up the withered yellow leaves all over the ground.

After everything fell silent, the bishop and his priests stood motionless.

Their previously pale faces had turned completely black, and their eyes had lost the sparkle of life.

Joseph couldn't help but cursed: "You bastard, you actually tore my clothes!"

Duke Jizzak chuckled and said, "Joseph, let's see if you dare to trust me in the future."

When Joseph heard this, he glared at Duke Jizzak fiercely.

Fred withdrew his gaze from the bishop and the others, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, and said, "The background of these priests is not simple. They should be directly affiliated with the Holy See."

With that said, Fred looked up at Ye Feng and asked, "Master, are you planning to wait for their reinforcements to arrive?"

Ye Feng jumped down from the tree, nodded and said: "Of course, what is the strength of Archbishop Douglas that the bishop just mentioned?"

Prince Fred thought for a while and replied: "The Holy See has twelve cardinal archbishops, and the first three are cardinal archbishops, who are the most powerful."

"As far as I know, Douglas is the second-ranked Cardinal Archbishop, and his strength is not weaker than mine."

"Oh, you have Cain's left hand and you can't beat him?"

"The twelve cardinal archbishops all have sacred objects given by the Pope. Douglas's sacred object is the holy sword, one of the eleventh pope's most important treasures. It is so powerful that corpse hands cannot suppress the holy sword." Prince Fred was helpless. He shook his head.

Ye Feng liked to compete with strong men the most, and couldn't help but be very interested: "It seems that it is very necessary for me to know this Douglas." Duke Jizzak came over and interjected: "Master, someone is coming here, and there are not many people." Less, the aura is powerful.”

Ye Feng smiled and said: "Get ready to welcome the guests."

A minute later, a high-pitched voice sounded, as if coming from all directions.

"Despicable vampires, you should not exist in this world. The Lord asked me to remove you from this world."

After the voice settled, more than ten rays of holy white light fell from the sky. Amidst the explosion, more than ten priests appeared in the eyes of Ye Feng and others.

These more than ten priests were headed by an old man wearing a red robe. The old man had a white beard and a solemn expression. He was none other than Archbishop Douglas.

Behind Douglas were twelve elite bishops dressed in white, all in their thirties.

Seeing the bodies of their companions on the ground, Douglas and others crossed themselves on their chests with expressions of compassion.

Fred sneered: "You don't have to pray for them, because you will go to hell to see them soon."

Douglas raised his head and looked at Fred with sharp eyes: "After tonight, you will not exist in this world."

"Really, do you know who I am?" Fred asked proudly.

Douglas' eyes narrowed: "Despicable vampire, say your name."

"Listen carefully, I am the leader of the Camarilla and the current prince of the Bruch family, Fred!"

Douglas looked a little surprised.

"I, Duke Jizzak!" Jizzak also announced his name.

"And me, Prince Joseph!"

After Douglas was surprised, he couldn't help but sneer on his face: "A prince who is known as the strongest vampire clan, two vampire dukes, I have to say that I have good luck today. The Lord will be very happy to erase you from this world. of."

"Douglas, don't talk big, do you think you can win us?" Prince Fred asked coldly.

Douglas' face turned cold: "I will send you to hell with my own hands."

Joseph and Duke Jizzak looked at the twelve white-clothed bishops and sneered: "Let us suck the blood of these little guys dry."

Ye Feng just held his hands and watched everything quietly.

Douglas looked back at the bishops behind him and said solemnly: "The most loyal servants of the Lord, let us work hard for the Lord tonight and sweep away all the dust of this wonderful world."

"Amen!" Twelve white-clothed bishops held crosses in their hands and responded in unison. There was no fear on their faces, only piety.

Prince Joseph hated their pretentiousness and affectation the most, and he roared angrily and launched a fierce attack.

The overwhelming bloody light, mixed with the power of death that destroyed everything, swept towards the twelve white-clothed bishops.

The twelve white-clothed bishops raised the crosses in their hands together, and the twelve silver crosses shot out white holy light all over the sky, facing the bloody light.

Boom!

The seemingly sharp bloody light was actually shattered by a single blow from the holy light.

Amidst the loud noise, the remnants of the holy light formed a beam of light and bombarded Duke Joseph.

Duke Joseph did not expect this to be the case and was shocked for a moment.

The combined power of these twelve bishops was more than twice as strong as the priests just now!
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the Duke of Jizak let out a sinister roar, folded his hands together, and shot out a large black flame.

(End of this chapter)