It's just that even if Li Tuo fights hard, he may not be able to change his life!

Although there is really a secret technique of "going to heaven and earth, killing gods with a knife" in this world, Li Tuo really won't learn it by chance. said that to Jian Zhu, it was just like making the other three people feel a little cowardly.

Li Tuo's soft voice was of course deliberate, and within three months of leaving the Fire Gate, he naturally saw the universality of the one-lip in the religion.

All the pretense laid up was successful, and after seeing that he had weighed the weight, he no longer wanted to give up his life to pursue it, but he still did not estimate the curse that the Hellfire God King had placed on his pious disciples.

In the face of the walking dead who were trembling all over his body, Li Tuo could no longer provoke the weakness of human nature, and tried in vain to meet the enemy with such a weak body, and there was no chance of victory after all.

What's more, there is also an old man in a green jacket staring at him like a falcon on the side, once Li Tuo's first knife can't have the earth-shattering power, according to the old man in the green jacket's mind, where can he not see that he is pretending!

The atmosphere exuded in the entire ruined temple is the taste of death.

The clear sky was more like gray, binding Li Tuo's heart. There is a shallow regret in my heart and constantly reflecting, if I had cut the man in black in two on the deck, at least I would never be in prison now, at that time, I didn't want to kill under Jian Zhu's eyes, but now that I think about it, I was really naïve. It's a pity that there is no chance for him to make corrections, because here and now, unless Li Tuo is given three more heads and six arms, there is no way to turn the tide of the battle on his own.

The red-robed prime man turned his palm into his fingers, and with the will of the Supreme God King, he poured the seven powers of the wilderness into his heart, and pointed towards Li Tuozheng's heart.

The gray-shirted middle-aged man went around from behind, on the one hand, blocking all Li Tuo's retreats, and on the other hand, he also rushed to Jian Zhu.

These two people really deserve to be the messengers under the seat of the fire gate, and when their consciousness is taken away, they can echo back and forth by instinct, which is purely the quality of battle.

What's even more terrifying is that the two abandon the bad roots of human nature, and there will be no mutual suspicion, and when they attack together, they will not let out an inch of space.

Li Tuo changed seven postures in a row.

Every transformation is extremely small, and every transformation is targeted.

Three of the changes were to force the red-robed middle-aged two-finger Zen, and the other four were to confront the gray-shirted middle-aged man behind him.

Every change is seen in the eyes of the old man in the green jacket, and every change also makes the old man in the green jacket more determined to kill.

Although Li Tuo is indeed not good at head-on confrontation as the man in black said, the way he responds every time is praiseworthy.

If the red-robed prime man still had his senses, he would definitely be horrified by the solemn intent in the first three changes, which revealed a desperate desolation, enough to make anyone's footsteps stagnate.

The so-called line between life and death, sometimes this step can be completely changed.

It's a pity that the red-robed prime of life who has no gods and no wisdom will not stop.

The four changes in the back are like testing the middle-aged gray shirt, teaching him not to dare to shoot easily, and gradually he has a sense of being unable to catch it.

As long as the gray-shirted middle-aged man was still shrouded in clouds and mist, it was difficult to find the opportunity to make a move, and the encirclement of the two people was naturally resolved into a one-man fight between Li Tuo and the red-robed prime.

It's a pity that the gray-shirted middle-aged man who has no mind and no wisdom doesn't care about whether he has a focus or not.

After seven transformations, Li Tuo was as silent as ashes.

The so-called god-killing knife no longer has the ability to chop it down.

Li Tuo could only squeeze Jian Zhu's hand tighter.

There is no way to live.