Chapter 1127

"Creak, creak..." the skeletons made a numbing sound, and then the tide surged towards Shen Feng.

At the same time, the sickle in the angel of death came with a sharp edge and a roaring wind.

"Qiang!" When they hit each other with their weapons, Shen Feng could clearly feel that the power of the angel of death was stronger than before.

"Its sickle is not the key to controlling the skeleton. It seems that we must find a way to get rid of the dead spirit here as soon as possible." Shen Feng withdrew a few steps back and said in his heart.

"Why, are you timid!"

The angel of death smiled grimly, and the breath of death sickle in his hand burst out, and the breath of death on more than a dozen skeletons nearby was inhaled into the sickle.

With the breath of death, the power of the angel of death becomes stronger!

The skeleton that has been absorbed and dead is turned into dead bones

"See, this is the real power of death!" The angel of death smiled grimly and attacked with a stronger attack.

"Qiang Qiang......" after the two fought for a few moves, the attack of the angel of death was like a storm, which completely suppressed Shen Feng.

"Ha ha... Shen Feng, I am the absolute king in Wanshi mountain!"

"Wang? You don't deserve it! " Shen Feng's eyes were cold, and the four arm War Ghost body behind him flashed into a wisp of black smoke, which dissipated and wound around the broken rainbow.

With the powerful evil spirit blessing, I only felt that the angel of death also perceived the danger from the blade.

However, he did not retreat, but inserted the sickle into the ground and began to absorb the dead breath here again... At the same time, a defense cover shrouded it and tightly protected it in the middle.

"Creak, creak." The death of the surrounding skeletons increased, and the dead bones scattered on the ground also "lived".

"Kill him!" The angel of death roared, and the skeletons besieged him more quickly.

"Do you think I can't help hiding in an egg? From now on, I am the master of real life here! " Shen Feng cold tunnel.

With that, his left hand was a claw, and a fierce force broke out, which was quantified into a vortex

Ten thousand corpse mountain is full of resentment, and the magic bone can absorb resentment!

The reason why Shen Feng didn't use this means at the beginning is that it's not time yet. If he absorbs too much resentment, he can't control himself but go to reason.

At present, he is the only one. If he gets out of control, the task will not be completed, and he may really become a bloodthirsty devil!

The strength of those skeletons who are approaching Shen Feng is constantly shifting towards Shen Feng!

"What!" The angel of death was surprised because he could clearly feel the vortex on Shen Feng's left hand competing for power.

"Is this the power of magic bone?"

With that, he began to urge the sickle with all his strength, but it was still useless. The sickle could not compete with the magic bone at all.

In the twinkling of an eye, Shen Feng's strength became incomparably strong, and his eyes completely turned into a dark color. An unprecedented powerful force swirled around his body.

The strength of those skeletons was absorbed, turned into dead bones and scattered on the ground again.

"Kill!" With a low roar, Shen Feng took a gust of wind, and the broken rainbow directly cleaved to the angel of death.

"So fast!" The angel of death was shocked and subconsciously burst out all the forces. Now it was too late for him to avoid.

"Ouch!"

The huge shield was like a ferocious skull, dark and shiny on the surface.

"Break it for me!"

The edge of duanhong broke to the extreme, and a gust of wind came up around the blade. The wind was mixed with violent evil Qi and resentment, and cut it down severely.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the blade and the skeleton hit together heavily, and burst into an extremely dazzling light.

The sound was like a bomb, and the ground sank a large piece.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When the wind gradually dissipated, a figure gradually emerged.

This figure is Shen Feng!

At this time, he stood in place with a broken rainbow in his hand and stood in place without expression.

A huge pit appeared in front of him. In the center of the pit, the angel of death fell to the ground, bleeding all over, and there was a shocking wound on his chest.

The handle of death's sickle had been broken in two and fell to the ground.

Shen Feng's knife not only broke the defense of the angel of death, but also directly cut off the handle of the sickle of death!

"Boom..." suddenly there was a dull and long thunder in the sky.

"From today on, you, the blazing angel, will no longer exist." Shen Feng said coldly to the angel of death.

With that, the blade in his hand was cold and walked towards the angel of death step by step. His words were full of killing intention.

The angel of death looked at Shen Feng getting closer and closer and rubbed back on the ground. Although he was an angel of death, he had an unspeakable fear in his heart in the face of real death.

"Why, aren't you an angel of death? Are you afraid of death? " Shen Feng said faintly.

His tone of voice was flat, but his eyes were dark and his voice was cold. For the angel of death, he was really from hell.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Murmured the angel of death.

"Give me a reason not to kill you!" Shen Feng raised the broken rainbow with one hand, and the edge of the broken rainbow flashed a bright cold light in the night.

Cold awn reflected in the eyes of the angel of death, making his fear more difficult to control.

And Shen Feng didn't intend to let him go at all. Killing one of the Blazing Angels in the bloody temple will solve many subsequent problems!

"Brush!" Just before the broken rainbow knife fell, the angel of death pulled off his black robe and showed his original appearance.

It was a middle-aged man about 40 years old. His long black hair was randomly split, and his pupils were blue gray, full of panic.

This image is a little different from what Shen Feng thought. Before, he always thought that the angel of death was a bad old man.

"Why did you show me this? Do you want to have some dignity before you die?" Shen Feng cold tunnel.

"No, my grandfather is Chinese and has Chinese blood in his body." The angel of death quickly said the word of life.

"It's more hateful for you to keep Chinese blood against the dragon group and harm your colleagues!" Shen Feng's eyes were cold, but his killing intention was even better!

He hates traitors!

With that, the broken rainbow in his hand was cut down with a sharp edge.

"Wait a minute!"

When the blade was less than half a meter away from the angel of death, the angel of death gave a loud roar.