The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

This move is really bad enough, but it has to be said that it is a very good idea.
"No matter how bad my situation is, it's okay to kill you"

Feng Qi Ning opened her five fingers, and the sky was full of white light floating in the room. On the stage, there seemed to be the sound of a phoenix neighing. In the white light, golden light swayed. Feng Bai stared at this scene dumbfounded, not knowing what happened. What's up.

The long sleeves waved, and when she turned around, Feng Qining had already broken free from the chain and stood beside Feng Bai.

"Do you want to trap me with the little iron chain? You really underestimate me" [

Holding the iron chain that trapped Feng Bai, Feng Qining broke the iron chain with a little force.

"Walk"

Feng Qining pulled Feng Bai and jumped off the stage.

The bright white sword stabbed from the side, Feng Qining dodged, Feng Bai hugged her, the long sword blocked the cold arrow flying behind.

When they fell to the ground, the two of them felt even more heartbroken.

"Why didn't you use that trick just now? It looks very good"

"What do you think that is, you can use it if you want?"

Feng Qining wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and rolled her eyes at him. It was the highest move of spiritual art, and it consumed the most in the body. She used it when she broke free from the iron chain. If she used it again this time, her body would definitely not be able to bear it.

"I can't see it, you really are a little bit capable"

The man in purple looked at Feng Qining with great interest, Feng Qining and Feng Bai looked at each other, nodded at each other, and attacked the man in purple from left to right.

With the lessons learned from last time, when the purple-clothed man wanted to dodge again this time, Feng Qining was already prepared, using her palm as a knife, and slashed at the purple-clothed man's arm.

Feng Qi Ning exhausted all her strength, blood appeared on the arm of the man in purple, bones turned out, and cold sweat was left on his forehead. With a muffled snort, the man in purple stopped moving.

Feng Bai's sword pierced from behind, and it was about to be critical, the man in purple turned sideways, holding Feng Bai's wrist with his big hand, the sound of bones breaking soon came, the long sword fell to the ground, Feng Qining's eyes sharpened, and her hand sucked the long sword on the ground.

Without even thinking about it, Feng Qining stabbed at the man in purple. The moment the long sword pierced into the flesh, Feng Qining came to Feng Bai's side, dragged him, and ran out the door.

Turning the corner, Feng Qining looked at the two forked roads, chose the one on the right, ran for a while, but did not hear footsteps behind her, Feng Qining finally stopped.

"How's your wrist? Are you okay?"

Feng Qining covered her shoulders and asked.