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"Hah—" Huang Feiyun flew into a fit of rage, and each slash was faster than the previous one.

Xiao Qi suddenly thrust out her finger.

"Ding…" Huang Feiyun's long blade stopped abruptly. Xiao Qi's light finger had struck the long blade as if it was a gigantic boulder.

Chu Li acted the moment Xiao Qi thrust her finger. It looked as if both movements had occurred simultaneously; Chu Li was extremely confident of Xiao Qi's martial arts.

"Chi!" A glint of metal could be seen as a flying blade pierced through Huang Feiyun's chest unobstructed, sending blood splattering across the nearby pillar.

"Ah…" Huang Feiyun widened his eyes in disbelief.

On the other hand, Chu Li smiled playfully. "While my martial arts has indeed been crippled, firing one or two flying blades wouldn't pose much of a problem to me. So, how did my blade taste?"

"I'll murder you!" Huang Feiyun howled.