Evil Phoenix Rebirth: Emperor Zun, God-defying Favorite

Chapter 16
"Pfft—" The leader in black vomited blood, his lips were black and purple from the cold.

The two men in black beside him, the shock in their eyes faded, and they regained their composure.

What happened to their boss?
Although Feng Manqing's perfect move just now was flawless, but at this moment, their boss who was seriously injured, how could he lose his sword and remain motionless?
The two took a step forward with their swords in hand, and were about to question Mandala.

"You, who are you?" The leading man in black struggled to speak, his voice hoarse, his eyes tinged with fear, staring at Mandala.

Mandala rubbed the handle of the umbrella in his hand, turned his head to look at the leading man in black, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"You just need to know that your way of dying is a new way of dying."

She has always met people and done things based on her mood. The third prince and that delicate beauty turned a deaf ear to her words and insisted on her taking the blame for that Feng Manqing again.

Then she might as well take the blame.

As for clarifying for myself!At this moment, she was no longer in such a good mood.

"You..." The man in black was the leader, with blood gushing from his mouth.

The two men in black came forward with their swords in their hands, their swords shimmering, ready to move.

The leader of the man in black glanced at the arrogant Mandala, then turned to look at the two of them, and ordered, "Kill her."

Only by killing this woman can he have a chance of survival.

The eyes of the two men in black turned cold.

With a long sword in his hand, he immediately swung towards the mandala.

"Despicable and shameless, actually poisoning." A man in black swung a long sword in his hand, indignant.

The men in black thought that their boss was poisoned.

Datura's beautiful eyes blinked lightly, and he moved sideways while holding the Tonglin umbrella. The movement seemed to be flowing, but the actual resistance and speed were accurately calculated by Mandala.

With two sounds of "clang" and "clang", the long swords approached by the two men in black were immediately blocked by Mandala with the Tonglin umbrella.

Like the leading man in black, the two were shocked back at the same time.

With a quick glance at each other, the two of them met with a fierce light in their eyes.

When Mandala blocked the blows of the two, he casually swung the Tonglin umbrella sideways, raised his eyelashes, and looked at the two men in black who were shocked back.

Contemptuous and unrestrained, with one hand hanging down, and the other hand holding the Tonglin umbrella to one side, he looked very uneasy.

In that calm and exquisite posture, there is a bit of coldness in his bones.

The two people in the middle of the calculation were slightly stunned, and they couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble.

Is this lady in front of you really a waste of Feng Qi?

Yesterday, she was as gentle as water, with a pleasant smile; today, her beauty seemed to suddenly shine, both soft and evil, revealing a trace of indifferent beauty, no longer the natural feeling of weakness that she had yesterday.

With a flash of light in his eyes, the man in black quickly withdrew his timidity, no matter what, she was the one their master told him to silence, and if things went wrong, they would surely die too.

Anyway, it is death, it is better to fight to the death.

The two men in black thought of each other, looked at each other and nodded.

The headed man in black, whose chest was dripping with blood and whose black lips trembled from the cold, looked at Mandala who was holding the spiritual weapon umbrella in the way of holding a sword, and wanted to remind his two subordinates aloud.

However, he hesitated and found that he could no longer make a sound.

He could only look at Mandala with ferocious eyes.

Mandala ignored him completely, treating him as a dead person.

Two men in black with fighting spirit aroused, one grasped the long sword in his hand tightly, and immediately rushed towards the mandala with a blue haze.

The mandala eyelashes are half drooping, and the corners of the lips are slightly hooked.

With a sound of "shua", she raised the root and gold-plated ribs of the Tonglin umbrella held on one side in her hand to restrain it.

(End of this chapter)