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

Di Beizun glanced at Sikong Jin with his disdainful gaze, his cold and beautiful face slightly solemn, yet he still managed to remain calm. The blazing flames made his face look exceptionally alluring, and a tense and oppressive atmosphere of killing intent suddenly rose in the air.

"boom……"

Suddenly, the towering fire dragon roared, and a scorching flame rushed down from above. Sikong Jin was startled and instinctively grabbed the Moon Soul in her hand. She felt a wave of heat surge towards her like a raging torrent, as if her whole body was burning. She felt a jolt in her heart and quickly floated backward.

Just as the wave of fire rushed over again, I suddenly felt my body lighten, and I was pulled away by a powerful external force. A cold black blade of light flashed past like lightning, and a sharp and chilling aura made it almost impossible to breathe. The force of the blade directly shattered the surging wave of fire, and the surrounding air currents surged and churned violently.

Sikong Jin's expression under her bamboo hat changed slightly, and a solemn look suddenly appeared between her brows. "The eye of the storm, find its eye of the storm and pierce it with a sword to break the formation!"

"The fire is too big, there's no time to escape! Tear open a gap and get out!"

Di Beizun spoke in a low voice, unusually cold. A sharp, cold glint flashed in his unfathomable eyes. His large hand, gripping the hilt of his sword, tightened slightly. He calmly glanced at Sikong Jin, whom he held in his arms, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Is Feng Yu still with you?"

Feng Yu?

Sikong Jin was taken aback, then quickly nodded, looked down at her neck, and replied, "Of course, I always keep good things on me!"

Di Beizun followed her gaze and noticed the red thread hanging around her neck. His usually calm eyes flickered for a moment before he said softly, "That's good."

After speaking, the blade in his hand suddenly shone brightly. Sikong Jin felt a surge of true energy around her, a surge of true energy that seemed to split the heavens and the earth. A terrifying suppressive force spread rapidly, and all the air and flickering firelight around her seemed to freeze. The magnificent black light, with an aura of dominating the world, suddenly slashed fiercely at the still sea of ​​fire in front of her!

'Crack! '

A tearing explosion rang out, and a black path was forcibly cleaved open in the crimson sea of ​​fire. Immediately afterwards, Sikong Jin's body was thrown high into the air, and a surge of fierce true energy propelled her out like a gust of wind.

"Holy crap! This guy's insane!"

It actually cleaved through the sea of ​​fire with such ferocity!

Sikong Jin couldn't help but curse. Her whole body trembled, and with the help of the surging true energy, she quickly turned around. The Moon Soul in her hand suddenly let out a clear whistle, and a brilliant crimson light streaked across the sky, accurately and swiftly piercing into the middle of the surging sea of ​​fire beside her!

‘Bang bang! ’

A deafening roar shook the entire earth, and countless dust particles mixed with sparks flew in all directions like a rain of sparks. Almost instantly, the surging sparks were extinguished!

'Ahem! '

Sikong Jin waved her hand to disperse the dust that filled the air, and her body landed steadily in an instant.

"Come on!"

Di Beizun swept his sleeve across, and a powerful suction force quickly pulled Yue Po away. He grabbed Sikong Jin with one hand and suddenly flashed into a dark corner to his side. At this moment, the fire array disappeared, and everyone rushed up quickly.

"Someone has broken into the treasure vault!"

"Catch them quickly!"

"Catch the assassin!"

Suddenly, a great commotion arose, and large numbers of guards poured out from every corner, their torches illuminating the entire gloomy rainy night.

Emperor Beizun carried Lord Sikong at breakneck speed, not worried about being exposed at all, nor bothered to hide. He charged forward, and any guards who blocked his way were swiftly pierced through by his sharp blade. He swept through the surging guards without them even having time to react, and in less than half an incense stick's time, not a single person was left alive in the place he had swept through.

The pervasive stench of blood made Sikong Jin feel dizzy. Watching the man swiftly and decisively turn the place into a hellish scene with his sword, she finally understood why people all over the world held this man in such awe and fear.

She suddenly realized that she was too gentle and kind compared to this man. If it were this man, none of Xi Fenglie's 20,000 prisoners would have survived!

The blade swept past like a whirlwind, and the guards who rushed forward were terrified. Their faces were pale and their bodies trembled as they watched their companions being beheaded. Their spirits collapsed in an instant, and no one dared to step forward. They stared blankly at the scene before them. When they came to their senses, either their throats were slit by a black blade in an instant, or they dropped their weapons and fled without a fight.

As it swept past, it knocked down lanterns that could provide light, and some houses were quickly engulfed by the fire.

The splashing wetness made it impossible to distinguish between rain and blood. On this torrential rainy night, the Fairy Sound Pavilion suffered a near-annihilation disaster; the exquisite pavilions and beautiful rooms were completely destroyed...

"Little Mink, let's go!"

As they rounded a corner, they spotted Diaoye leisurely squatting by the railing, waiting. With a shout from Di Beizun, Diaoye's plump figure leaped down and followed Di Beizun, trotting along behind him.

Like ghosts, they leaped over the high wall, blocking out all shouts, screams, and sounds of collapsing houses behind them. The wind howled, and in the blink of an eye, the dark figures that had crossed the wall disappeared.

After turning several street corners, they finally arrived at a quiet alley under the eaves of a house, where Di Beizun stopped and let go of Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin staggered a few steps, almost losing her balance. The strong smell of blood in her nose had not yet dissipated, and she was still in a daze. She turned her head to look at Di Beizun and found him calmly tidying up his slightly disheveled clothes under his cloak.

I rely on!

She originally wanted to show off and let him see what Sikong Jin was capable of, but she didn't expect him to mess things up like this. Damn it, he got to show off all by himself!

Lord Sikong, heartbroken, couldn't help but raise his hand and slap his forehead hard. He then gave Emperor Beizun the middle finger and nodded straight, "Hero, your majesty is truly intoxicating!"

These words immediately earned him a cold glare from Di Beizun. His sharp, disdainful gaze swept over Sikong Jin's face, finally settling on Sikong Jin's raised middle finger. His tone was icy, "If I see you do that again, I'll break it!"