The Rebirth of a Concubine's Daughter and Her Heartless Lover!

Life and Death Decision

As Shen Yiyao and Shen Qianyun's swords clashed, the tension in the air froze. Every clash between the two was like a thunderbolt, shaking the entire chamber. Her eyes gleamed with a cold glint, and her sword was as swift as the wind, unparalleled in its power. Shen Qianyun was no ordinary opponent either. Each of his counterattacks was precise, his steps light and elusive, like a ghost.

"Shen Yiyao, do you think you can change this?" Shen Qianyun sneered, his eyes filled with disdain. "You're just a spoiled woman. No matter how smart and courageous you are, you're like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of me."

Shen Yiyao's gaze froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. She responded coldly, "Shen Qianyun, you've been living in your own fantasy, completely unaware that you've been manipulated. Tonight, you'll not only lose the Shen Mansion, but also everything you once controlled."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lunged at Shen Qianyun with even more fierceness. A cunning light flashed in Shen Qianyun's eyes. Just as he was about to fight back, his body suddenly shook, and then his face changed. He lowered his head and looked -

Shen Yiyao's sword slashed across his inner thigh in an instant, and blood immediately flowed out, staining the ground red. Shen Qianyun groaned, a trace of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth. He looked down at the flowing blood, his eyes filled with a hint of surprise and unwillingness.

"You..." Shen Qianyun's eyes were filled with anger and disbelief, "How dare you..."

"You'll never understand. Everything about you isn't worth my concern." Shen Yiyao said coldly, her tone filled with determination. She didn't stop her attack, but quickly changed direction and launched another offensive at Shen Qianyun.

Shen Qianyun immediately sensed the change in the situation. He understood that tonight's outcome was irreversible. Shen Yiyao's calmness and decisiveness far exceeded his expectations. She was no longer the little girl who simply relied on her father and his power, but an opponent with the wisdom and courage to challenge him.

Shen Qianyun gritted his teeth, his expression becoming gloomy and terrifying: "Okay, very good, Shen Yiyao. If you think you can defeat me with this, then you are too naive!"

He suddenly drew the long sword from his waist, unleashed a set of extremely sharp sword techniques, and quickly rushed towards Shen Yiyao. The sword energy swept over like a violent storm, aiming directly at Shen Yiyao's vital points.

Shen Yiyao's heart tightened, but she didn't panic. Instead, she remained calmer. She advanced instead of retreating, and the tip of her sword collided with Shen Qianyun's blade, making a deafening metallic clang and sending sparks flying.

The confrontation between the two raged like a storm, without a moment's pause. Shen Yiyao could sense the powerful aura surging from Shen Qianyun, but she remained undeterred. She had already made up her mind: tonight, she must personally put an end to all this.

However, at this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the secret room. Shen Yiyao's heart tightened, and she glanced sideways with vigilance. As the heavy wooden door was pushed open, several of Shen Qianyun's elite soldiers rushed in, holding sharp blades and looking menacing.

A sneer flashed in Shen Qianyun's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Shen Yiyao, do you think you can face all this alone? Now, it's finally time for you to despair."

Shen Yiyao's expression remained unchanged, her composure unwavering. She quickly took two steps back, temporarily avoiding Shen Qianyun's attack, and turned to look at the enemy who had just charged in. She showed no sign of fear, but instead seemed to be planning her next move.

"Nangong Xiu!" she shouted in a low voice.

The moment Shen Yiyao finished speaking, Nangong Xiu led a group of soldiers in. Nangong Xiu moved like lightning, brandishing his long sword, and instantly engaged Shen Qianyun's elite soldiers. As the battle broke out, Shen Yiyao's gaze locked onto Shen Qianyun once again. Her cold gaze pierced Shen Qianyun's heart like ice.

Shen Qianyun instantly realized that he had lost control of the battle situation. Shen Yiyao in front of him was no longer a chess piece that he could control at will.

"Shen Qianyun, you can only die here tonight." Shen Yiyao's voice came coldly, carrying an irresistible pressure.

Shen Qianyun gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly. He had never imagined that at this critical moment, Shen Yiyao would force him into a desperate situation. In this situation, there was no way out.

"Do you really think that you can defeat me with these people?" Shen Qianyun's low voice was filled with strong resentment and anger.

He swung his sword, and the air around him instantly solidified. Shen Yiyao knew that Shen Qianyun was concentrating all his remaining strength on this one strike, a strike that might change the outcome of the battle.

But she didn't retreat. Instead, she charged forward without hesitation. Her figure swiftly flew through the air, the tip of her sword pointed straight at Shen Qianyun's chest like lightning. A flash of despair flashed in Shen Qianyun's eyes. He raised his sword to block, but he couldn't completely block Shen Yiyao's fierce attack.

After a loud bang, Shen Qianyun's sword was knocked away by Shen Yiyao's sword, and then her sword blade pierced his chest without hesitation. Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining Shen Qianyun's clothes red.

Shen Qianyun's face turned pale in an instant. He struggled to retreat, but his body had already lost control and he gradually fell down.

"You...you really are..." Shen Qianyun's eyes were filled with unbelievable astonishment and anger. His lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything else.

Shen Yiyao looked down at him, her eyes devoid of pity, only cold determination. She drew her sword, her gaze as ruthless as ice and snow: "This is what you deserve, Shen Qianyun."

The moment Shen Qianyun fell, Shen Yiyao took a deep breath and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Behind her, Nangong Xiu's voice came in a low voice: "Miss, Shen Qianyun has been defeated, but there are still some remnants that have not been eliminated."

Shen Yiyao's gaze narrowed, having already anticipated that Shen Qianyun wasn't the only threat. She turned around, looked at Nangong Xiu, and said coldly, "No matter who they are, tonight, all those who threaten me will be eliminated."

Shen Yiyao's eyes became increasingly cold. The battle was far from over, and the real decisive battle had just begun.

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