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

The sound of two swords clashing pierced the sky. Xi Fenglie felt a chilling aura brush against his face. Only then did he realize the sharp and fierce aura hidden within Sikong Jin's seemingly leisurely and indifferent swordsmanship.

"Sikong Jin, I have long known that your swordsmanship is excellent, and your agility conceals a terrifying explosive power. I am very much looking forward to seeing just how far your skills have come! However, your swordsmanship seems to be vaguely familiar to me!"

After the attack, Xi Fenglie landed, gripping his cold sword tightly, and staring at Sikong Jin with his sharp eagle eyes.

Sikong Jin smiled and said, "Martial arts in the world are diverse and varied. How can you possibly distinguish which sword technique belongs to which one? To me, any sword technique that can kill is a good sword technique! Of course, if it can pierce the chest of the Crown Prince of Xifeng, then it is the most outstanding sword technique in the world!"

"What an arrogant tone! Again!"

Xi Fenglie laughed wildly and struck at Sikong Jin with a palm strike. He then leaped up quickly, his entire body soaring in the air like a fierce eagle. He then struck again with a powerful palm strike, the strong true energy causing the surrounding ground to rumble and billowing dust to rise up. He rushed towards Sikong Jin like a whirlwind.

A powerful vortex, carrying a torrent of billowing dust, surged over with overwhelming force. Sikong Jin's expression changed slightly, her pupils contracted, and a gloomy, cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes, her sharp, murderous aura rapidly escalating.

not good!

She exclaimed inwardly, never expecting that Xi Fenglie's combined palm strikes would be so powerful!

In an instant, her intuition, honed by countless life-or-death experiences, made her sense that something was wrong. Before she could retreat, she suddenly raised her hand and struck out with a palm against the oncoming gust of wind!

A massive light screen exploded, followed by a deafening blast. Amidst the billowing dust, the entire earth trembled violently.

That palm strike was the culmination of her inner strength at its peak.

Xi Fenglie narrowed his cold eyes and looked coldly at the rising smoke and dust, a cold smile appearing on his lips—no one has been able to survive his move yet, and Sikong Jin should be no exception!

However, he seemed to have miscalculated, because as the dust that had been rising slowly settled, a slender figure slowly appeared. She was waving her sleeves, angrily brushing away the dust around her, and the Moon Soul she held in her hand emitted an extremely eerie cold light under the sunlight.

They actually managed to pull through!

An incredulous glint appeared in Xi Fenglie's eyes as he stared intently at the figure in the dust, momentarily lost in thought!

Sikong Jin, you are indeed extraordinary!

With a cold laugh, before Sikong Jin could react, he leaped up again, the cold sword in his hand instantly transforming into a sky-piercing rainbow. With a clear whistle, the sky-piercing rainbow suddenly transformed into countless dazzling rays of light, intertwining into a huge ball of light that shot towards Sikong Jin!

"I rely on!"

Sikong Jin cursed rudely. Before she could even wipe her sweat, Xifeng Lie started making his next move. It was really rude!

Sikong Jin was furious. She had fought with someone as arrogant as Di Beizun before, and even he adhered to some code of honor. Xi Fenglie had at least given her a chance to catch her breath! Yet he attacked so impatiently!

Her opinion of Xi Fenglie instantly plummeted from four stars to half a star! She immediately categorized him as one of those petty, tasteless, and uncultured men, lacking any sense of style, taste, or manners, and certainly not at all understated, luxurious, or cultured!

She gasped inwardly, a cold sweat breaking out on her back. She stomped her foot hard on the ground, leaping back several steps. Clutching the Moon Soul tightly, she disregarded any technique and swiftly slashed down at the incoming ball of light. The sword light interwoven within the ball of light suddenly surged like lightning, fiercely attacking Sikong Jin—'Clang! Clang! Clang!' In an instant, two dark figures clashed, silver and crimson sword light rapidly intertwining. The sounds of swords clashing filled the air. Within a radius of several feet, sunlight seemed to be suddenly blocked out, unable to penetrate, only the sword energy echoing and crisscrossing in the air.

After a sharp clang of metal striking metal, the two landed on the ground.

Sikong Jin steadied herself in an instant, a thin layer of sweat beading on her forehead, a few wisps of hair falling down her brow, her face pale. Her eyes held a surging black storm as she coldly stared at Xi Fenglie before her.

Xi Fenglie's situation didn't seem much better. His black hair was a bit messy, and a bloodstain had appeared on the back of his hand holding the cold sword. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood seeping from the back of his hand, and gently licked his blood-stained fingers. His cold and murderous eyes turned gloomy in an instant.

"Had your fun? Now it's my turn to make my move!"

Annoyed, Sikong Jin raised her hand to brush away the bangs that fell across her forehead, and her body leaped into the air like a rocket. Before Xifeng Lie could react, her furious and violent attack came crashing down like a thunderbolt. Xifeng Lie hurriedly raised his palm to block, but Sikong Jin swept her sleeve wildly, and several small black shadows attacked!

'Bang! Bang!' 'Boom!' He only had time to suppress her palm strike, but he couldn't dodge the attack she secretly launched. Several explosions rang out, and a thick, pungent smell of gunpowder and sulfur surged in. He felt his hands go numb from the shock, and a sharp pain suddenly shot through his shoulder. He was forced to retreat, and an even stronger surge of true energy suddenly struck him!

His pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively reached out his hands to resist. However, the intensely pungent smell made him extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't see the dark figure suddenly attacking him. By the time he sensed it, he had already been thrown into the air and flew straight behind him—'Bang!' He crashed heavily to the ground, coughed violently a few times, and struggled to get up!

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Are you alright?"

The soldiers behind him rushed forward immediately and helped the staggering Xifenglie.

"He injured His Highness! Kill him immediately!"

"kill him!"

"Your Highness, the allied forces have been utterly routed by our Eagle Division. If we don't take the heads of Sikong Jin and Tuoba Yu now, when will we?"

At this moment, the bugle call for the Liao army to launch their charge had already sounded. Looking around, a large number of corpses had already fallen on the battlefield ahead, and the soldiers of Tiansheng were retreating in a sorry state. It seemed that the outcome of the battle was already quite clear.