Chapter 1579 (2/2)

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!”