CHAPTER 1264 YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF KILLING ME
The moment Devin's words left his mouth, a towering man who was close to six-foot-five with a muscular body grinned as he walked toward Nathan.
At the same time, a hundred of the Snyder Family's elite fighters roared and rushed toward the Eighteen Riders of the North with katanas in their hands.
Walters Shaw was born with supernatural strength, and he was like Hercules.
One punch from him could kill a buffalo, and one punch from him could also send someone's head flying.
Now, he was stomping toward Nathan. He raised his fist and swung it toward Nathan's head as he roared, "Die now!"
Whoosh!
Walters' fist toward Nathan's head had so much force in them that there was a strong gust of wind that followed.
"Alright!"
When the members of the Snyder Family saw Walters' strong blow, they could not help but cheer.
On the other hand, Sean and the rest were terrified for him.
Just as Walters' fist was a centimeter away from Nathan's face, Nathan moved and caught his fist without much effort.
My powerful punch is so easily intercepted by Nathan?
His eyes widened into plates with a look of disbelief.
The cheering crowd fell silent and was dumbfounded.
With his left hand stopping Walters' fist, Nathan calmly muttered, "You're not worthy to kill me."
With that said, he swung his leg toward Walters' head.
Thump!
It was followed by an explosive sound.
Walters' head exploded in white and red like a beaten watermelon. He collapsed onto the ground and died.
Gideon, Devin, and the others were stupefied by what had happened.
Even Jedediah could not help but frown as he looked more closely at Nathan this time.
After witnessing Nathan's fight with an elite from the Snyder Family, the Smiths could not help but feel joyous.
Now, they remembered that Nathan was not someone who could be stopped easily. He might actually be able to protect the Smiths today!
In a distance, the Eighteen Riders of the North saw a hundred over men from the Snyder Family marching toward them.
The head of the riders, Jack Hughes, slowly pulled out his combat dagger and pointed to the front. Then, he commanded,
"Attack!"
The moment the command was in the air, Jack Hughes had urged Marquis to charge forward. Marquis howled and sped straight ahead.
"Kill them!"
The rest of the riders followed closely behind as they charged toward the massive crowd.
The eighteen riders charged together, and the collective sounds of horseshoes were thunderous.
There was a murderous aura that traveled thousands of miles.
The eighteen riders had emitted an aura similar to an army of a thousand soldiers.
Immediately, the expressions of the one hundred katana-wielders who were rushing toward the riders changed; they had realized that something seemed wrong.
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were as swift as the wind. In a blink of an eye, they were already in front of them.
The men from Snyder Family wanted to escape, but it was too late for them. All they could do was fight.
Swoosh!
As the eighteen riders were a bolt of thunder, and the one hundred men were merely a dying tree, the men from the Snyder Family were defeated by the riders within minutes.
Each and every one of them was in pieces as their blood splattered across the ground.
What?
From a distance, when the Snyder Family saw how a hundred katana-wielders were crushed by the Eighteen Riders of the North, they were astounded.
Even Jedediah could not help but widen his eyes and mutter, "These guys are strong!"
The Eighteen Riders of the North had destroyed the hundred men within a blink of an eye.
However, they did not slow down. They rushed toward the Snyder Family like a tsunami wave.
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