Li Tuo's left hand moved again, and a piece of sword feathers had been pinched in his hand.

Xue Qi was already as reckless as a poison, rushing towards Li Tuo's body.

Li Tuo could only retreat, fly back, and retreat, but he couldn't retreat, but the distance was shortened inch by inch.

Li Tuo's light skills and speed are superb in the world, but Xue Qi is one of the few who can keep up, and because one is advancing and the other is retreating, of course he can't get rid of it.

In desperation, he can only use the sword feather to force people.

The feathers of the sword bounced away, piercing the void in an instant.

But no matter how fast the flying sword feathers were, they couldn't force Xue Qi to retreat.

Xue Qi is like cartilage, and while his feet are not slow, his upper body can be lowered in a half-folded way.

The blade slashed against Xue Qi's back, leaving a heavy mark on the wall.

And the distance between the two can no longer be more than two arms.

Xue Qi's hand had unconsciously pressed on the knife.

Li Tuo's eyes have also caught up, and his heart is still slightly thinking about how to resist, but everything is slow.

The soft knife wrapped around his waist had already come out of its sheath, turned into a black shadow, and bit Li Tuo's shoulder.

Immediately, a piece of flesh was bitten off by a knife, and blood sprinkled into the air like foam, and it was faintly frozen because of the cold.

In the pale world, there are more colors than Xue Qi's ink, Li Tuo's crimson, and the black of the Eight Snake Slaughter.

The black was a little deeper than the pitch black, like the venom in the snake's mouth.

And the Eight Snake Slaughter is even more different from other knives.

The brightest of other people's knives must be the sharpened blades that have been polished for a long time, and the eight snakes slaughter mouth is eye-catching with the tip of the knife.

Maybe you can understand it this way.

It wasn't the tip of a knife, it was the fangs of a snake.

Fang Cai's bite was even more firmly bitten on Li Tuo's right shoulder blade.

Of course, it is not casual, of course, Xue Qi's thoughts are vividly reflected.

More souls still died under Li Tuo's dagger.

Judging from the many wounds, it was Li Tuo's right hand who held the dagger.

Xue Qi fought with this in mind.

Now Li Tuo's right shoulder blade is seriously injured, and no matter how fast the dagger is, it can't be used.

The Eight Snake Tu hung down quietly.

Xue Qi's pace slowed down.

But every step closer is another burning in the other party's heart.

Xue Qi, who had seen the thick blood, had a change in his expression, his originally ordinary eyes suddenly became slender, and his pupils narrowed from round, really like snake eyes.

Then the third feather flew again.

It was probably Li Tuo's last reluctance.

The poisonous black Eight Snake Tu suddenly moved, and he suddenly pierced the sword feathers.

Li Tuo smiled, more or less, helpless.

Li Tuo's right hand could only hang down motionlessly, and with any movement, the pain would immediately spread to Zhou's body, which was really like a madness.

In the heavens and on the earth, if there is really a weapon that is more gloomy than the Eight Snake Slaughter, I am afraid that there will only be a ghost thorn hidden in the wooden box.

In an instant, Li Tuo could only pull out two more sword feathers from his left sleeve.

The fangs then followed suit.

Li Tuo's mouth was about to crack because of the pain, so he heard the sound of "whirring" in the wind, and a soft sound sounded, it was Li Tuo's dagger and the eight snakes slaughtering together.

Li Tuo desperately pulled out the dagger.

Poisonous snakes have a backlash, and after the Eight Snakes Tu is knocked away, they will pull Xue Qi backwards.

Li Tuo only bought himself such a little time that Xue Qi stumbled slightly.

The left wrist rioted, and the knife light flowed.