He retreated and the snow-white feathers on his body flew out again to protect him.
Pit --
A spark ignited on the feathers and suddenly burned them.
Tuoba Lun was shocked. “Feather escape!”
When all the white feathers were burned, his body suddenly turned into a large patch of white feathers and he teleported ten thousand miles behind to avoid the fatal blow.
However, there was a trace of burning on his face.
A trace of blood slowly slid down his well-defined face.
His heart palpitated. If he had hesitated a little more just now, his skin would not have been the only thing cut!
He looked over and saw that there was a person in disguise standing where he first stood.
It was not his guess to say that it was a disguise, but the person’s disguise was too crude.
It was just a black robe that was wrapped from head to toe!
