Song Bin's men had been hiding in the back when Chief Wang came. None of them dared to say a word, but when they suddenly realized that they could contribute, they immediately rushed forward like cruel beasts of prey.
The disciples weren't to be messed with either. Although the swords they held on their backs were cheap stuff, they were still made of metal. Even though the disciples had not sharpened them before, they were still more ferocious than the barehanded Song Bin and company. Clearly, Song Bin and company were no match.
Upon seeing this, Fangzheng said lightly, "Jingfa, subdue the fiends."
Lone Wolf darted over like a bolt of silver lightning. He gave a slap to each one of them like he was playing volleyball. One by one, the fake priests were sent flying backwards as they fell to the ground with a thud. Following that, they were thrown into a pile.
