The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

After countless near-death struggles, Yu Shanshan miraculously revived! As she slowly opened her eyes and regained consciousness, the first news she heard was that Liu Jing had slain the abhorrent and heinous Grand Marshal of the Arab Empire. This news flowed like a stream of fresh air through Shanshan's heart, nearly dried up by the rage, calming the raging fire within. However, this little comfort was paltry compared to the immense pain she had endured and the deep-seated hatred she harbored.

Without a moment's hesitation, Yu Shanshan, her frail yet powerful body, dashed straight towards the cold corpse. Her right hand tightly gripped a long whip, already stained a blinding crimson with blood. With each step, the whip swung through the air in a sharp, resolute arc. As she neared the lifeless form, Yu Shanshan raised her arm high and swung the whip with all her might, lashing down mercilessly with resentment and hatred.

"Snap!" The resounding crack of a whip echoed through the air, each blow like the force of thunder, landing heavily on the corpse. The long whip ripped through the air, bringing with it a whistling sound like a violent storm, as if tearing apart the surrounding air. Each strike added new scars to the already bloody body, splattering tiny drops of blood. Yu Shanshan's eyes remained fixed on the target before her, burning with endless hatred and resentment that could almost set the world ablaze.

She whipped him relentlessly, seemingly never to stop. The brutal lashes intertwined, creating a horrifying scene. In Yu Shanshan's heart, only this method could alleviate even a tiny bit of the unspeakable pain she endured deep within her soul.

Having vented her anger, Yu Shanshan didn't pause for a moment. She turned abruptly, her gaze fixed and cold, as she gazed into the distance, the heart of the Arab Empire. She held her sword high, followed closely by a group of equally indignant and high-spirited men. With measured and powerful steps, they advanced bravely towards the heart of the enemy. At this moment, Yu Shanshan emanated a terrifying aura, like a god of war descending upon the earth.

Now, after years of arduous training and countless life-or-death trials, Yu Shanshan's skills have reached a remarkable level—the Celestial Realm! At this level, she can freely control the vast, boundless, and boundless Qi within her body, unleashing her world-shaking, feared swordsmanship—"One Sword Chills Fourteen Continents"—at will!

At this moment, she swayed slightly, and like a ghost, she appeared in front of the enemy in the blink of an eye. Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and Yu Shanshan's figure flashed like a ghost.

Then, she raised her hand lightly, wielding the gleaming sword in her hand. Suddenly, a sharp sword energy, as if capable of tearing through the void, roared out! The sword energy was like a roaring dragon, carrying the power to destroy the world, instantly piercing the sky and rushing straight towards the enemy.

In an instant, a dazzling sword light blazed across the sky, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness of the night sky, blinding and blinding. As the sword flashed, hundreds of heads flew up in its path like ripe fruit. Blood splattered like rain, spraying the air in a crimson mist. The thick, bloody odor filled the air, making one nauseated.

Such a horrific scene, unfolding in a split second, left everyone on the battlefield deeply shaken. The enemy soldiers, looking at the heads of their comrades tumbling across the ground, were terrified, their faces pale, their legs weak, and they could muster no strength to resist. With cries of despair, they turned and fled in all directions, attempting to escape this deadly place.

However, how could Yu Shanshan easily let go of these enemies who dared to invade her country? Her beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent, and with a cold snort, she took the lead, longsword in hand, leading her well-trained and fearless troops like a tiger descending from the mountain, pursuing the enemy in the direction of their retreat.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!" Yu Shanshan's roar resounded through the air, echoing across the battlefield. She had only one thought in mind: she must completely crush the invading army of the Arab Empire, making them taste the bitter taste of broken homes and rivers of blood! She would use the enemy's blood to honor the souls of her fellow warriors who had died in the war, blood for blood, tooth for tooth!