Chapter 1579

Under the explosion of two powerful bombs, only half of the building collapsed.

The other half of the building is partly crumbling and partly intact.

One of the intact buildings is the tallest one. It is the logo of the temple headquarters. At its top, the broken sword is inserted on it, which is still unshakable!

The voice fell, and a figure appeared not far away. The figure was gathered by black evil Qi.

That man is the master of the temple!

With his order, everyone stopped, including the deep-sea angel and Luo Yun, all retreated.

On the one hand, the words of the Lord of the temple cannot be violated. On the other hand, the Lord of the temple came. Shen Feng and the angel of death had no chance at all!

"Death, be safe!" The Lord of the temple first greeted the angel of death.

Although he seemed to say hello, his tone was full of cold killing intention!

The angel of the God of death didn't answer. He just clenched the sickle of the God of death in his hand, and then with a wave of the blade, a sharp knife spirit flew out and went straight to the Lord of the temple.

The Lord of the temple didn't dodge at all. He just stretched out a hand and a black force poured out.

"Brush!" After the knife Qi met the black energy, it melted at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappeared in an instant.

"What power?"

Shen Feng looked at the Lord of the temple and frowned. He knew that he would inevitably have a war with the Lord of the temple. Take advantage of this time to observe carefully and avoid detours when starting again.

The angel of the God of death was not very willing. The breath of death poured out from the sickle, and seven or eight black skeletons emerged around him.

"Kaka, Kaka..." the bones of the skeleton made a sound and rushed towards the Lord of the temple.

However, before those skeletons took a few steps, a black force appeared under their feet. This force was the same as that in the hands of the Lord of the temple just now. As soon as they touched it, the skeletons were melted and swallowed up... As if nothing had happened.

"The grip of death!" The angel of death drank violently and grabbed the direction of the Lord of the temple with one hand.

But the voice fell, and there was no response from the Lord of the temple.

It turned out that the power of the angel of death was suppressed and could not pose a threat to the Lord of the temple. The gap between them was too big. It was not a grade at all!

"What's going on!" The angel of death looked at everything without response, and his eyes were shocked.

This is the first time he has met this kind of situation!

"How strong!"

Shen Feng can feel a strong pressure on the Lord of the temple through the magic bone. It is this pressure that suppresses the dead spirit of the angel of death and makes his attack useless.

"God of death, your ability is useless to me. You'd better stay with me honestly!" The Lord of the temple waved with one hand, and a strong force burst out and went straight to the angel of death.

"No!"

The angel of death sensed the attack of power and subconsciously flashed, but the speed was still a little slow.

"Wow!" His chest was stifled, as if he had been hit by a huge war hammer. A blood spat out of his mouth, flew upside down, and fell heavily to the ground.

"You..."

The angel of death struggled to get up, but it was hard to have the power of a war.

With the power of the angel of death in his heyday, he may be able to fight again or fight with the Lord of the temple, but he was so injured last night that even a day's rest would not help.

And the angel of death just got up, "brush..." several black forces came from around.

They tied the angel of death tightly and couldn't move at all.

"Well, we've solved a traitor who gets in the way. Next is you, Chinese god of war, Shen Feng!" The Lord of the temple turned and looked at Shen Feng's way.

Although Shen Feng couldn't see each other's appearance and eyes, he felt really uncomfortable being stared at.

He consumed a lot of strength last night and reached the end of the crossbow, but fortunately he was not injured.

After a day's rest, with the help of pills, the strength recovered 7788, which is not at the same level as the angel of death.

However, in the eyes of the Lord of the temple, Shen Feng's combat effectiveness was also ignored.

"You are called the God of war in front of the Lord of your temple. It's something to teach." A smile suddenly appeared on Shen Feng's face.

He now knows that there is a fierce battle and that he is not an opponent, but it is most important to delay time at this time.

Drag, drag, this shield is gone. Maybe the opportunity will come.

The Lord of the temple was also confident. He knew that Shen Feng had nowhere to escape and said faintly: "why did you suddenly smile? Didn't you talk back when you were in the secret way yesterday? Have you given up resistance? "

"Don't I laugh or cry? How ugly it is to cry for such a big man. " Shen Feng said, lazily stretching his waist, "after a day in this broken place, my hands and feet are almost hard. I'm tired to death."

"Hum! You ruined my temple. I haven't settled this account with you yet. " Leng hum, the Lord of the temple.

"I'm right here. If you want to settle accounts, just find me. Anyway, I'm covered by this bastard shell. I can't run at all." Shen Feng pointed to the huge bubble in the air and said.

The power to defend against bubbles is indeed much weaker than yesterday.

As the angel of death said, it may not last a day.

"You know!" The Lord of the temple said coldly, "don't move anyone. Shen Feng is mine. I'll kill him myself!"

With that, the power in his body surged out and was ready to fight Shen Feng.

His old nest was destroyed and he searched hard for it for a day. He had already held a fire in his heart. At this time, Shen Feng is the best outlet!

"Wait a minute!"

Shen Feng looked at the main of the temple and started with himself, and immediately shouted.

"What's up?" The Lord of the temple whispered.

"I know I'm not your opponent and I'm dying, but you have to let me say my last words." Shen Feng smiled and said.

"You know yourself." The Lord of the temple drank coldly, "then I'll let you finish your last words before you start!"

"Let me see. I have to think about my last words." Shen Feng pretended to meditate.

About two minutes later, Shen Feng still didn't say a word, because he had no last words at all.

"Hurry up!" The Lord of the temple was impatient.

"Don't worry, let me think..."

At this time, Luo Yun said, "master, don't listen to his sweet words. Shen Feng has a lot of fancy intestines. He's just procrastinating!"