Fang Zhixing nodded slightly, his expression turned solemn, and his figure suddenly shook as he quickly rushed to the side of the snake's head and kicked it.
Boom!
The snake's head flew up and landed in the forest, rolling quite a distance away.
Immediately after, he dragged over another Three-colored Snake and followed suit: he cut off its head, drained its blood, and kicked the snake's head away.
The only thing to be mindful of was to ensure that the blood of the snake did not splatter onto the body of the Three-colored Snake.
After successively killing four Three-colored Snakes, the pit was quickly filled with the snake blood.
"Close!"
Fang Zhixing's mind flashed with the thought to have the system absorb the four Three-colored Snakes lying on the ground.
However, nothing happened.
The system was not interested in their flesh and blood.
