Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 212 A lot of time is spent slowly with you

She learned the unpredictable Kung Fu of the Yun clan, and she spent half a mile teaching it by precept and example, so her movements were extremely sensitive and weird.In addition, she deliberately exercised her speed, and her movements at this time were even more fluid and smooth.Dodging killers and intercepting them layer by layer, he captured the frontmost killer almost in an instant.With a force on the wrist, the dagger pierced the opponent's chest, and solved one without delay.

With her arms tensed, the muscular man was just thrown up by her, and ruthlessly smashed towards the other killers.

The killer was not a merciful person either, with a swipe of the knife, the corpse was cut in two, and the intestines rolled out and dripped on the ground.When all the killers were stunned, she had already arrived in front of the second person, raised her knife and dropped that person, who fell limply to the ground.

Seeing this, the killer rushed forward again, and Qiqi rushed towards her.

Turning back, the dagger flashed coldly, and two more killers fell down.At this time, Feng Qingyao's eyes were piercing and her temperament was cold, as if she had transformed into a life-threatening Shura, exuding a terrifying and murderous aura from her whole body.

Every shot announces the end of a life.

After a few rounds, the killer suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining three or five people also retreated a few feet away, not daring to act rashly, but just staring at her, looking for an opportunity to attack.

She finally had a moment to catch her breath, took a deep breath, and calmly loosened the hand holding the dagger.

It's a pity that the sensitivity of professional killers is often extraordinary. With such a subtle movement, they immediately grabbed their long knives and charged from all sides!There were smile lines on the corners of her glamorous lips, she only pretended a little, and these killers couldn't wait to come over and die.

When he raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, and several silver needles pierced out of the air.

"Ah!" The killer only had time to scream out before being pierced through the heart by the silver needle, and suddenly stopped in place.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the killer who was walking at the back turned around and ran, but was blocked by Feng Qingyao.The seemingly soft little hand grasped his shoulder with astonishing strength. Seeing that he couldn't escape, the killer turned his head and swung his knife to save himself.

The hands locked on the shoulders slid down, pinched his wrist and twisted back, moving like flowing water, and removed his left arm.

The killer immediately lost half of his fighting strength, and was easily stepped under his feet.

"I know how to run, but it seems that I don't want to die." Feng Qingyao pinched his chin, picked out the poison sac hidden on his back molars with a dagger, and threw it aside, "Tell me, who sent me to kill you?" You came here? If you are honest enough, maybe I will let you live."

The killer shook off Feng Qingyao's hand with all his strength, with a determined expression on his face that he would kill him.

"Don't tell me, right?" Feng Qingyao's voice was pleasant, but with a creepy smile on her face, she skillfully circled the dagger between her fingers, and when the handle slid into her palm, she tightened it suddenly, a It was inserted hard into the killer's forearm.

Immediately, the tendons in the hands were completely broken.

The killer glared at Feng Qingyao, but gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Feng Qingyao's smile became more and more alluring, and the hand holding the dagger lightly twisted, the blade and the wound formed a cross shape, the wound was torn instantly, and blood gushed out like running water.

The killer wanted to resist, but the other arm was removed, unable to move, he blurted out in a hurry, "You kill me!"

"Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill you?" She smiled harmlessly, as if what she was doing at this time was not something cruel, but an ordinary trivial thing, she raised her hand slowly, The wound grew another inch.

The killer was trembling with pain, and his resentful eyes almost poked a hole in her body.

"It's okay, I have more time to spend with you slowly!" She lifted her hand up again, the skin cut open by the dagger, the flesh was turned outward, and the blood flowed down the back of the hand, quickly staining the black blood on the killer's body. placket.

(End of this chapter)