The moment Hu Batian swung the knives toward Yun Jian, a butterfly knife that was much faster than his followed the trail of wind and went straight to his heart.
Just two seconds before Hu Batian's two knives were about to stab Yun Jian, the butterfly knife in the latter's hand had pierced his chest.
Hu Batian widened his eyes in shock at Yun Jian's speed. His eyes bulged at the girl who was smiling so brightly in the darkness like the grim reaper. Suddenly feeling his heart squeeze in his chest, Hu Batian could feel the squelch of the penetration when the butterfly knife drove right into his thumping heart.
He felt himself falling backward and looked at Yun Jian in both disbelief and as if understanding something.
"Why… I see…"
'Why could you still kill me when I attacked first?'
'You're really Slaying God. I see why you could actually kill me…'
