Chapter 429 Bitter Fight

• Twisting sideways to slip past Fei Wei’s punch again, the masked man’s eyes lit up. His speed spiked.
• In a blink, he was behind Fei Wei. As he slid into position, his dagger arced high, its blade flaring with a sky-blue glow. Under that glow, the dagger looked even sharper as it drove straight for Fei Wei’s spine.
• In speed and footwork, Fei Wei could never match him. So the masked man figured this strike would pierce the spine for sure.