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

As soon as the words fell, Berger mounted his horse, and thousands of cavalrymen quickly made way for him, lighting torches to illuminate the silent night.

However, just as Xingqi Tian and the others rode forward, a loud roar suddenly came from behind them. They instinctively turned around and discovered that the wooden bridge spanning the river had been destroyed. Powerful true energy created waves of aftershocks, and the solid wooden planks turned into a pile of fragments in the night sky, falling into the surging river mixed with the light rain.

Through the misty rain, Ji Wuge could vaguely see a person standing by the river—

It was the man in black with a straw hat who had just stepped in to help!

He had completely destroyed the bridge. The Shenglan River was in its rainy season, and the current was very rapid. Without the bridge, it was impossible to cross the river.

"Let's go quickly and rejoin our army!"

Kosaki Tenya glanced thoughtfully at the man in the straw hat on the opposite bank of the river, then spurred his horse and galloped away.

Ji Wuge sighed. If it weren't for the help of the man in the bamboo hat, they would have faced a terrible battle today. They shouldn't stay here any longer; they could only be safe if they returned to Hangu Pass.

As for the man in the straw hat, we'll probably have to ask Sikong Jin later.

There was no time to think too much. He glanced at the man in the straw hat one last time, feeling a strange sensation in his heart, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. In the end, he could only abruptly look away and spur his horse to follow.

The sound of horses' hooves broke the rainy night, and the long procession was quickly swallowed up by the desolate rain curtain...

The rain suddenly intensified, with large raindrops falling rapidly into the surging river. The waves on the river surface also became fierce in an instant. Before the man in the straw hat could turn around, the shouts of battle from behind rushed up, accompanied by the rapid sound of horses' hooves.

"He's there! Charge and kill him!"

A chilling shout pierced the rain curtain, and almost instantly, the pursuing men in black had surrounded them.

"He destroyed the bridge!"

A gasp rang out, and everyone was startled. Then, the sound of horses' hooves grew closer and closer behind them.

"Get out of the way!"

As soon as the voice fell, the men in black automatically stepped aside, making way for a man in blue wearing a large straw hat and a masked headdress. He rode up on horseback, followed by several other masked men dressed in similar black outfits.

The man was less than five zhang away from the man in the black veil and straw hat who stood proudly by the riverbank when he quickly reined in his horse. The horse's hooves leaped up, and the splashing rainwater flew high into the air.

"Young Master, he destroyed the bridge, allowing Xing Qitian and Ji Wuge to escape!"

Seeing the man in blue stop, the leader of the men in black quickly stepped forward and clasped his hands in greeting.

The man in blue tightened his grip on the reins, his cold, sharp eyes lifting to stare at the man in the black veil and bamboo hat. His chilling voice carried a sharp edge, "Who are you? How dare you interfere with the affairs of the Immortal Sound Pavilion and the Falling Smoke Pavilion? Are you tired of living?"

The leader in black made a gesture, and dozens of archers in front of him aimed their crossbows at the man in the straw hat, while dozens of assassins held their swords across their chests, completely surrounding the man in the straw hat.

"Liu Zhang!"

The man in the straw hat gritted his teeth and hissed inwardly. His delicate face under the black veil remained as cold as ice, and his eyes were filled with a sharp and deep hatred as he stared intently at the man in blue. His terrifying gaze sent chills down one's spine. Even through the black veil, the killing intent was exceptionally strong!

The hand gripping the razor suddenly tightened, a fierce killing intent emanating from it, the tension palpable, a great battle about to erupt!

The person in the straw hat raised their hand, their long, slender fingertips brushing against the snow-white, sharp blade. With a flick of their finger, large raindrops splattered, shattering into several streaks of cold white light. The wind howled past, lifting the black veil beneath the straw hat, revealing glimpses of a pair of gloomy, cold eyes—

"Since you insist, then die!"

A clear whistling sound rang out, and a strong gale suddenly arose.

"Fire arrows!"

The man in blue shouted coldly.

All that could be heard was the sharp sound of several cold swords slicing through the air, followed by a powerful shout. The silver arc of light from the swift blade flashed like lightning, and all the incoming cold swords were forced to change direction by the powerful blade force. The raging wind and rain condensed into a distorted space, undulating and tearing, and exploded in the blink of an eye, with the severed arrowheads flying in all directions.

Muffled groans and screams rang out one after another.

"Charge! Cut them to pieces!"

The man in blue stared coldly at the man in black who had been shot by an arrow, his expression quite unpleasant.

"dash forward!"

"kill him!"

The remaining dozens of men in black pressed forward, their movements as swift as lightning. However, the man in the straw hat reacted even faster. With a light leap, he executed a nimble somersault, his swift knife flashing across the air, the tip leaving a trail of red blood. The stench of blood in the air intensified.

In the pitch-black night sky, the sounds of clashing weapons filled the air, and flashes of crimson light occasionally streaked across the sky. The nauseating stench of blood grew stronger and stronger, and shrill screams mingled with the torrential rain. Red blood flowed everywhere on the ground.

A cold, silver light streaked through the darkness, like a dragon swimming freely in the rolling twilight clouds. With a blood-red arc of light followed by a flash of white light, a black figure fell to the ground.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, more than twenty men in black perished under the white light emanating from the sharp blade. Such terrifying combat power surprised the men in black, and they subconsciously retreated as they retaliated.

The ground was littered with corpses, severed arms and legs everywhere. Their deaths were gruesome and cruel; most had been cleaved in two or struck in the throat, demonstrating the wielder's exceptional skill and the perpetrator's vicious and cruel nature.

It was an absolute massacre!

"You all step back, I'll deal with him myself!"

The man in blue gritted his teeth and, as soon as he finished speaking, spurred his horse and leaped into the air.

Such an opponent can only be considered a perfect victory if one defeats him personally!

Liu Zhang smiled coldly. Although he didn't know this person's background, his skill was extraordinary. He must be an accomplice of Xing Qitian. If he could subdue this person, it would be a great achievement!

Thinking of this, Liu Zhang couldn't help but feel eager to try. He drew his long sword from his waist and thrust it at the man in the bamboo hat. The bright sword light swept across the sky, bringing with it a cold, eerie glow.

Capture the thief first and capture the king!

A chilling glint flashed in the eyes of the man in the straw hat. He flipped over and leaped forward to meet the attack—

'Ding! '

Swords clashed, unleashing a dazzling display of sparks. A blue-clad figure and a black-clad figure passed each other, their true energies colliding violently. With a deafening roar, a large crater was blasted into the ground between them, and mud, mixed with wind and rain, raged through the air.