Feng Yi didn't consider himself a good person, but he wouldn't involve the innocent due to his own position. The moment before the Heart of the Butterfly could touch the girl, he had already appeared in front of her, immobilizing the Heart of the Butterfly's movements.

The Heart of the Butterfly's speed and strength obviously couldn't match his. No matter what tactics she used, she couldn't overcome his force. She decisively abandoned her original target and shifted her aim to Feng Yi.

The speed of their movements from extreme motion to extreme stillness was completed in an instant. Those in the crowd that reacted quickly had already started running for their lives. This was no show to watch; it was gambling with their lives...

Having narrowly escaped death, the girl stared blankly for a long time before suddenly waking and screaming in fright—a scream so loud that it shook Sir Feng and made him stumble.

"There's a flaw." Clang! As she spoke, a hidden sword and a hidden dagger sprung out from the Heart of the Butterfly's sleeves. Those lethal weapons looked incredibly sharp, glinting with a chilling light that quickly disappeared. That glint, in the fraction of a second that it blinded Feng Yi's peripheral vision, would also be the moment she bared her fangs.

Indeed, for someone who hadn't received specialized training, it would be almost impossible to dodge such an attack—totally impossible, in fact. The reason was simple: masters must always pay attention to every move of their opponent during a duel, but this could become their fatal vulnerability. If they consciously avoided the reflected light, the blind spots in their vision could put Feng Yi's life at risk.

Seeing that her opponent consciously avoided the chilling glint, the Heart of the Butterfly's heart leapt with joy. This was the moment she had been waiting for. Seeing the right timing, she acted without hesitation. She seemed like a swan circling and crazily dancing around Feng Yi, and when this waltz of death ended, her opponent would fall.

The speed of the Heart of the Butterfly was terribly fast. One after another, she displayed her premium killing techniques, slashing with such flashing speed that no one could discern her movements. Direct strikes, sweeping attacks, throat-slitting, arm-cutting—the Heart of the Butterfly's moves flowed smoothly like a cloud, light and aesthetically pleasing.

However, Feng Yi's response was even more surprising. Like a spiritual fox, he launched endless offensive moves from "Army Breaking Slash" combat technique, including "Black Tiger Heart Digging" and "Bone Shattering Sweep," all instant-kill maneuvers.

In the face of the almost frenzied pressure from the Heart of the Butterfly, Feng Yi broke through again and again. Both exhibited a wealth of fighting skills that were textbook material.

Knowing this in advance might have made her stay away. Despite being a world-renowned assassin, the Heart of the Butterfly found her heart filled with horror. She was now using her full strength. It seemed that her opponent was deliberately defending against her attack on the crowd. If he used the same combat power as when they first exchanged blows, how could such a high-level warrior exist in Freedom Federation, whose martial morale had fallen? And by coincidence, she had run into him.

At the same time as she shocked, she was also considering another issue: why could the other party dodge all attacks without focussing on her two weapons? With a flash of thought, she suddenly realized: he was observing shadows all the time. In that case, she would just change her attacking angle. Suddenly, the Heart of the Butterfly changed her direction, darting to Feng Yi's side, and then launched a more violent bombardment.

The change in direction allowed Feng Yi to breathe a sigh of relief. He feared the Heart of the Butterfly would suddenly rush into the crowd, so he had deliberately held back. This time, before the Heart of the Butterfly could fully unleash her attack, she suddenly heard a crisp sound.

Clang...

The military knife blocked, and Feng Yi, holding the knife in his backhand, forcefully swiped. A pop, and the dagger was neatly cut off.

"What..." The Heart of the Butterfly was stunned. Her weapon was broken? The originally suppressed battle became a counter-suppression. In fact, this was just an illusion. While she calculated her opponent, her opponent was also calculating her. The roles of prey and hunter often switch in a mere thought. Feng Yi was just pretending to be afraid that the Heart of the Butterfly would shift her target to the crowd.

This scene truly shocked the Heart of the Butterfly, causing her to pale. Fighting with a warrior of this level, losing a weapon was equivalent to losing half her life. Losing a weapon before even trading blows was a death sentence.

Feng Yi sidestepped and closed in to the Heart of the Butterfly, raising his hand to strike her shoulder socket with a small punch. Due to his extreme speed, the Heart of the Butterfly had no time to defend against this.

Thud! Crack... The sound of bone breaking was extremely harsh. As the close force struck, the Heart of the Butterfly could taste blood in her mouth. She spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Feng Yi's routine attacks are indeed of tremendous force. This punch, compared to other heavy blows, was still greater, especially when the Heart of the Butterfly didn't make any defense? That simple-looking strike was so powerful and explosive that it could be measured in tons. This was not a spar, nor was it playing with pugilists like Sheng Qiangwei or Emily. This was a true, life-and-death battle between top-level fighters. One of them would die.

Feng Yi moved forward swiftly, retrieving his fist and then transformed it into an elbow strike, swinging it toward the chest of the Heart of the Butterfly again. His movements were so fast and forceful that even the air carved out a popping sound.

Hearing the gust of wind landing on her ears, the Heart of the Butterfly abruptly bounced back, distancing herself safe from him and met his attack with a series of flying kicks.

It's said one's arms can't wrestle with one's thighs, but this time Feng Yi was really brimming with fury. He swung down his elbow to directly meet her flying kick. Bang! A gust of wind spread from the duo at the point of contact...

Before the Heart of the Butterfly could retract her leg, his vise-like fingers sharply caught her ankle. Then he swung his fist and pounded her. As the protruding middle finger touched the sole of her shoe, a surge of internal force rushed into it. The Heart of the Butterfly's clothes burst open, her leg bones shattered inch by inch, her tights shattered like dusty paper. This strike was for Grandpa Lasso.

"Uh ..." The Heart of the Butterfly moaned in pain. "Don't kill me."

Feng Yi heard this and felt even angrier. The other party craved life but had she ever thought about her victims? Her desecration of life, her disregard for the soul, could be repaid with death.

"Whoever kills shall be killed."

Feng Yi raised his dagger and thrust it straight at the Heart of the Butterfly. This was the famous Army Breaking Slash. The Heart of the Butterfly who had been lurking in the dark world for many years naturally knew its power. Once hit by the Army Breaking Slash, it would be completely over. Though one of her legs was already useless, she still tried her hardest to dodge. Maybe this was a human's final potential.

Swish! In the end, the attack was empty. Feng Yi instantly stopped and turned around to sweep her again.

The Heart of the Butterfly had just raised her guard when unexpectedly, before Feng Yi's attack landed, his body paused in mid-air. Simultaneously, he performed a continuous technique change, twining his single leg inside her upper body. Then, with a sudden force from his waist, he lifted the entire body of the Heart of the Butterfly and executed a 360-degree somersault in mid-air.

Boom…

A muffled sound came from the ground. The Heart of the Butterfly fell heavily on her back. Since her arms were locked by Feng Yi's knee, she couldn't even form a defensive posture.

Feng Yi raised his dagger and went straight for the Heart of the Butterfly. Suddenly, he stopped his hand movements. He didn't think much of taking the life of an opponent who had lost the ability to fight, but that wasn't the main issue.

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