Chapter 1565

"No!"

The angel of death was surprised. He didn't dare to be careless about the attack of the sandstorm angel. He dodged aside and showed his body from the black fog.

"Coward, you're finally willing to show up." Sandstorm Angel cold tunnel.

"Sandstorm, you and I have no grievances. Why do you always stare at me!" Death angel cold tunnel.

The sandstorm angel has been staring at him since he appeared, like a tarsal maggot, which can't be thrown away.

"How can there be no injustice or hatred? Your forgetfulness is really great!" The sandstorm angel said in a deep voice.

After hearing his words, the angel of death frowned and thought, "don't beat around the Bush, just say what you have! As far as I know, you are borrowed from other forces. Why do you work so hard! "

"I'm not working hard, but revenge!" The sandstorm Angel shouted angrily, "Moro is my brother!"

The Moro in his mouth is the last sandstorm angel who died in the hands of Shen Feng!

"Your brother?" The angel of death said coldly, "since he is your brother, you should seek revenge from Shen Feng. He is the murderer who killed your brother."

He threw the pot to Shen Feng. Now it's time for them to run for their lives. No one cares who they go to. Besides, he and Shen Feng only use each other.

"Hum!" The sandstorm Angel snorted coldly, "it's true that Moro died in the hands of Shen Feng, but he died after you betrayed him!"

"Ah?" The angel of death was stunned.

His relationship with Moro was really bad, but he was not Shen Feng's undercover at that time. He didn't promise until he was defeated in that war.

But the sandstorm Angel mistakenly thought it was planned by the angel of death at the beginning, so in his opinion, the angel of death is the most shameful culprit!

The angel of death ran to throw the pot to Shen Feng, but he didn't want to carry such a big black pot inexplicably.

Moreover, he could only swallow the bitter water into his stomach, which could not be explained in any case.

"I tell you, today I'm going to take your head and pay tribute to my brother's spirit in heaven. Shen Feng won't live. He will go down with you!" The sandstorm Angel roared.

With that, the machete in his hand was sharp and fiercely attacked the angel of death.

"Shit, is there something wrong with this man's brain!" The angel of death cursed and waved the sickle blade fiercely to meet the attack of the sandstorm angel.

The war between the two Blazing Angels is very fierce, especially because both of them have their own special abilities.

The sky is covered with yellow sand and black fog, and the corridor of the temple blocks out the sun... Even if some temple Knights come to support, they just look at them from a distance and dare not move forward. They can't participate in this level of battle at all.

"Death comes!" The angel of death roared, and a huge God of death about seven meters high appeared in the corridor.

The God of death was dressed in a black robe. His head was a black skull, shrouded in black air. His lower body hung in the air, holding a huge sickle blade, which was several times larger than that in the hands of the angel of death!

As soon as the God of death appeared, the momentum around him immediately became gloomy, and its strength oppressed everything around him.

The reason why the angel of death took out the move of pressing the bottom of the box so quickly is that the sandstorm angel is much more powerful than his brother. He had to do it!

The two eyes of the God of death showed a dark green flame and waved a huge sickle to chop it fiercely.

"Hum, do you think you will summon death!" The sandstorm Angel looked at the attack of death, and his eyes showed a trace of disdain.

Then, he half knelt on the ground and suddenly inserted his machete into the ground, "desert death, anubis!"

"Sand..." the yellow sand on the machete curls up, and the yellow sand accumulates at a very fast speed. A figure of the same size as the God of death appears!

He is almost an enlarged version of the sandstorm angel, dressed in gold armor, with a dog head mask on his face and a golden axe in his hand.

"Qiang!"

The Tomahawk resisted the attack of the sickle, and the two great gods of death tangled with each other.

The sandstorm Angel became braver and braver, while the angel of death became more and more guilty. He was originally a traitor of the temple. This is the headquarters of the temple. He must escape as soon as possible and stay for one more minute, which is more dangerous.

"No, we must find a way to retreat!" The angel of death bit his teeth and commanded the huge God of death to swing a knife, and then his body burst in an instant.

The impact of the explosion of death's body hit anubis. The angel of death took advantage of this opportunity to turn and run.

However, as soon as he turned around, he didn't wait to run away, "brush!" A golden knife came and pierced his shoulder.

"Ah!"

The angel of death screamed, his shoulder was pierced by knife gas, and blood gushed from the wound.

Although he was hurt, the angel of death didn't dare to stop and continued to run forward... Many Temple guards blocked the way along the way, but almost all hated under the blade of the angel of death.

The direction he fled was the area where he often moved, because inside the temple, everyone also had his own jurisdiction.

"Despicable fellow, don't run!" The sandstorm Angel chased frantically behind him, and then roared.

"Want to catch up with me, next life!" With a sneer, the angel of death quickly came to a raised stone at the end of the corridor, and then twisted violently on the nearby statue.

The angel of death is not foolishly. He only knows to follow Shen Feng. He has already figured out a way for himself.

"Boom..." the stone fell instantly, and the body of the angel of death fell down.

"What!" The sandstorm Angel looked at the man's sudden disappearance, and his face showed surprise.

By the time he ran over, the slate was closed.

"Open it for me!" When the sandstorm Angel opened the slate with violence, it was dark below. The angel of death had long disappeared without a trace. There was no one to go.

"Despicable fellow!" The sandstorm Angel looked at the dark hole and his eyes showed anger

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Under the temple, in a huge stone hall, Shen Feng led a group of imprisoned criminals to fight with the guards of the temple.

The battle was bloody and chaotic.

These criminals were originally unarmed, but they were more and more well equipped all the way. Although they had a variety of weapons and clothes and meant to be a miscellaneous army, their combat effectiveness was not weak.

On the one hand, the strength of those who dare to oppose the blood temple is not weak. On the other hand, they hate the people of the blood temple!