The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

"Everyone, charge! Quick and decisive! Their guards are right behind us; we must kill them as fast as we can!"

The cold voice fell before anyone could react. Dozens of gleaming, cold blades and swords flew towards the two men. The sharp and terrifying killing intent stirred up a vast expanse of misty rain. The echoing shouts of battle tore through the howling wind, and the sword energy and blade auras that were shaken out shook down countless leaves, which turned into fragments in the intertwined light and shadow of the blades.

Amidst the crisscrossing flashes of swords, countless dark figures flickered and leaped, making it impossible to discern the figures of Xing Qitian and Ji Wuge. All Xing Fuhua could see were those gleaming blades relentlessly slashing and hacking at the two figures trapped in the middle.

"No! No, Father! Go and save my father! I don't need your protection, Father!"

Xing Fuhua stared in horror at the horrifying scene. In the dim, cold firelight, she saw that Xing Qitian's elegant white robe was stained with blood, and even Ji Wuge's shoulder was stabbed. She cried out in heartbreak, snatched the swift sword from the guard beside her, and rushed forward without regard for her own safety.

"your Highness!"

The guards behind her rushed forward to protect her, and dozens of guards also rushed forward angrily. Soon, a fierce battle broke out between them and the men in black.

The blood-red light from the swords illuminated the rainy night, and a thick, pungent smell of blood permeated the air. The chilling killing intent made it hard to breathe.

"Are you scared?"

Just as Ji Wuge pulled out the swift sword that had disappeared into the man in black, gritting his teeth in hatred, he suddenly heard Xing Qitian's calm and gentle voice—

Ji Wuge turned her head and saw that Xing Qitian's pale face was also filled with a sad expression, and his eyes were full of bitter desolation. "I always thought that no matter what, we both have the blood of the late emperor in our veins. No matter how ruthless he was, he would not kill me. But I never thought that today... why... why did he do this?"

Ji Wuge trembled, unsure how to respond, and could only remain silent.

"My lord, you are injured!"

Ji Wuge looked worriedly at Xing Qitian's slashed arm.

Xing Qitian smiled sadly, his hand holding the swift sword trembling, his face deathly pale. He said with a sorrowful and helpless tone, "Wu Ge, we have no choice but to take a gamble. If we break through this barrier, the 50,000 brothers from Wangzhou in Hangu Pass will come to pick us up and help us return to Hangu Pass. Otherwise, we will die here tonight! Xing Qiyu has withdrawn his troops from the north back to the capital, his purpose being to threaten me. I secretly ordered my strategist to send 50,000 troops to support us. According to our prediction, the army should arrive in the capital tomorrow afternoon. Therefore, we must break through the encirclement tonight before we can safely return to Hangu Pass!"

Ji Wuge nodded solemnly, "My lord, I will do my best to escort you and the Ninth Princess out of here..."

Before Ji Wuge could finish speaking, several sharp swords had already pierced through from behind, and Xing Fuhua's horrified scream rang out, "General Ji, be careful!"

"Watch out, General Ji!"

Ji Wuge felt a sudden loud noise coming from above his head, which made his head spin. His vision blurred, and he saw countless silver lights flashing and intertwining in front of him. A cold chill came from all around him, and he could clearly feel the sword tip piercing through his clothes and about to enter his chest!

However, at that very moment, the wave of chill that had swept over him abruptly ceased. Just as the cold sword had pierced the skin of his chest, it seemed to be suddenly frozen in place by some force.

Ji Wuge froze, staring fixedly at the black-clad man who had suddenly stopped in front of him. The man's eyes were wide open, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his pupils gradually dilated, and then he slowly collapsed...

Only then did Ji Wuge notice the mysterious person who had suddenly appeared before him—

She wore a black cloak and a black veiled hat...

Concealed beneath a black cloak and a black veil covering his face, he exuded a sharp and chilling killing intent, and the swift knife in his hand was stained with a bewitching and glaring blood...

"If you don't want to die, take your people and retreat towards the Shenglan River immediately. There are people there to meet you. Liu Zhang's pursuing army will be here soon!"

A hoarse, dry voice came, and in the instant the cold wind howled past, the man in the straw hat had already made his move. The raging wind whipped up countless flying raindrops, and the powerful true energy absorbed countless fallen leaves that had just been shaken off. After a thunderous explosion, nearly ten men in black who were blocking Xing Fuhua's side were instantly blasted away and thrown several feet away!

What terrifying internal energy!

"Hurry up and leave!"

The man in the straw hat shouted in a hoarse, sharp voice.

Ji Wuge suddenly realized what was happening and, together with Xing Qitian, began to retreat towards the Shenglan River, following the gap where the man in the straw hat had broken through. They didn't have time to ask the man in the straw hat his name.

The guards quickly moved in and blocked the pursuing men in black.

"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

The leader of the men in black had a cold look in his eyes, and pointed his swift sword at the man in the bamboo hat, shouting in a cold voice.

The rain pattered softly, and a cool breeze constantly blew through the woods, gently fluttering the black veil beneath the cloaked figure's hat. The men in black could only sense a pair of sharp, oppressive eyes sweeping towards them through the veil, but they couldn't make out the person's appearance.

"What if I insist on meddling in this?"

The cloaked figure's cold voice rang out, the swift blade in his hand gleaming with a strange and chilling light in the dim firelight, "The Immortal Sound Pavilion and the Falling Smoke Tower have over 180 experts. I must marvel at the sheer scale of the resources behind you."

"Hmph, you know that, yet you still don't back off? You just insist on coming here to die!"

The man in black sneered, "Tonight, Xingqi Tiange and Ji Wuge must die. You'd better leave now if you know what's good for you, or we can pretend nothing happened! Otherwise, I'll make sure you lose your life here too!"

"Such arrogance! Let's see if you have the guts tonight!"

The man in the straw hat sneered disdainfully, and with a clear whistling sound, he plunged the scabbard of his sword into the ground behind him. He gripped the gleaming blade with both hands, its sharp tip dancing with a bewitching light in the misty rain.

"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!" the man in black roared through gritted teeth. "Everyone, attack together and kill him! You guys hurry and chase after him!"

"Stop them!"

The man in the straw hat uttered these words, then tapped his toes on the ground. A clear whistling sound echoed through the air as his swift blade cleaved through the vast rain curtain. The powerful blade force split the churning air currents, instantly creating a void around him. Silver arcs of light shot out like lightning, flashing a beautiful yet bewitching glow in the darkness, and his murderous intent surged!