The dagger reached Ye Tianming's neck in the blink of an eye, leaving him in a cold sweat. How could Feng Nishang's speed possibly be this astonishing?
He executed a backward roll to dodge the blade, but Feng Nishang pursued relentlessly, thrusting at him in a continuous succession.
Ye Tianming barely managed to evade, spotted an opening, and slammed a fist toward Feng Nishang's chest.
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