Chapter 1181: Hold on!(3/3)
Lin Fan held his stomach in pain, and the god of speed immediately rushed over, held Master North's shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Master North, I will protect you!"
"Then Shura God may not have left yet, let's go first!"
With that said, she directly carried Lin Fan on her back, and a surge of divine power surged out of her body, pouring into her feet and head. The wings of the sandals and galloping helmet under her feet flapped rapidly, as if walking on the wind, and terrifying speeds erupted.
"Tap! Tread! Tread!"
Amidst the dense footsteps, the air flow quickly rushed past Lin Fan's ears. The terrifying speed surprised Lin Fan!
The rapidly receding clumps of grass around it became blurry, leaving only green.
Lin Fan was filled with admiration. No wonder she was able to dodge his full blow just now. This speed was really incredible.
"This speed... is so fast!"
"It's like the accelerator is turned on..."
He truly deserves to be the God of Speed.
"Young Master North, don't worry, it's okay." The god of speed panted rapidly, running wildly with Lin Fan on his back, and said in a rather proud tone: "With my speed, the god Shura has probably been thrown away.
Now, I’ll see if I can find the elders of the Temple of Life in a moment..."
"You can hold on!"
"You can't die!"
Lin Fan: "..."
Inexplicably, Lin Fan was moved.
But that didn't stop Lin Fan from taking out his winter sword and aiming it at the back of the God of Speed who was carrying him and running to save himself. The sword was aimed at the heart.
no way.
Lin Fan was originally a shameless Shura god who was despised by gods and demons.
It is normal to repay kindness with hatred...
"Don't worry, I will persevere." Lin Fan nodded excitedly.
"But, you are choked enough..."
"Pfft!"
A knife penetrates the back of the heart!
In just an instant, the speeding god suddenly stopped.
The fast-flowing blood burst out from the chest, and the powerful heart sprayed the blood for more than ten meters, and the rapid breathing turned into a cough that choked the blood.
She looked at Young Master North behind her in disbelief, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.
"Plop!"
fell to the ground.
"Okay, okay, I know you hate me." Lin Fan reached out and wiped the eyes of this warm and kind god of speed, asking him to close his eyes, but he couldn't.
Seeing the shocked and incomprehensible expression on the other party's face, Lin Fan suddenly sighed.
Speaking of which, this God of Speed is also quite warm-hearted and kind-hearted.
"You hate me...actually you are right."
"But there is no way, you are a god."
"This is war, either we die or you die."
"Although it is not the Temple of Speed that invades us,... there are no innocent gods in this war between humans and gods."
Lin Fan released the Shura Chain, his ghostly eyes stared at the corpse of the god, and slowly stretched out a hand toward the soul that was about to float to the other side.
Chapter completed!