Chapter 1643 (1/2)
Without weapons, the sandstorm angel is like a beast without teeth.
But he didn't wait to die. With a low roar, he pressed his hands on the sand at the same time.
”Shashashasha...” the sand was boiling, surging up constantly, and a tall yellow sand giant appeared in front of him.
Although the giant was about five meters tall, his strength was not strong, and even the sand began to slide underground.
After the sandstorm Angel used this move, he gasped and almost exhausted all his strength.
”Roar!” The yellow sand giant took a battle axe and cut it down.
”It's useless!”
Shen Feng's eyes sank, the evil spirit gushed out behind him, a pair of huge wings stretched out, and the whole body floated into the air.
The broken rainbow in his hand, with a sharp edge, easily scattered the chopping axe.
”Brush!”
The wings behind Shen Feng suddenly turned into a residual shadow, rushed out and directly hit the tall giant.
”Bang!”
The giant turned into flying sand and scattered in the air!
Shen Feng's figure didn't stop at all. The sandstorm angel only felt that a residual shadow in front of him skipped.
”Die!”
A residual shadow passed, and Shen Feng appeared behind the sandstorm angel.
”Er...”
The sandstorm Angel felt the cool wind on his chest. He looked down and saw that his golden armor was pierced, blood flowed from the wound, and blood dripping on the yellow sand
”Poof!” The sandstorm Angel vomited a mouthful of blood from his mouth and fell on his back to the ground.
He fell to the ground and looked at the sun in the sky.
”The first time I saw such a beautiful sun.” He muttered to himself.
With that, he slowly took off his mask and revealed a face full of scars.
”Unfortunately, it's the last time.”
With that, his head tilted and lost the breath of life.
”No one knows what a person's destination will be tomorrow.” Shen Feng also looked up at the sun in the sky and sighed deeply.
”Kill the Chinese and avenge the adult!” A man roared.
When the man was about to rush over, Shen Feng looked at him with cold eyes and said, ”get out!”
Shen Feng is not a cold-blooded executioner. What he wants to kill is the sandstorm angel. Now the sandstorm angel is dead, and there is no need to kill these people unless they continue to be enemies with themselves!
The man looked at Shen Feng's cold eyes and his hands trembled with fear.
”Get out! If you don't roll, you'll die! ” Shen Feng whispered.
As the words fell, these people, like Amnesty, fled and disappeared at the end of the desert.
”It's over.”
Shen Feng picked up the machete of the sandstorm and turned back
Halfway through, Shen Feng suddenly noticed something wrong, and a thick smell of blood floated in. At the same time, a cry of killing came from the other side of the sand dune in the distance.
”What's going on?!” Shen Feng was surprised and hurried to sneak on the sand dune.
On the other side of the dune, the high priest rode a giant elephant and led the remaining anubis to run all the way.