Di Beiyao, clad in black armor, rode a black warhorse, his long black hair tied up with a hair ornament, and held a sword with a sharp, cold gleam.

The dark eyes on his stunningly beautiful face now held a strange red light. Wherever Di Beiyao went, corpses littered the ground!

The gleaming sword she held in her hand was now dripping with crimson blood.

When Beitang Feng caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, a surge of emotions welled up inside him!

He naturally knew that his younger sister was originally Jun Wuji's left bodyguard, but he never expected that his younger sister's skills would be so good.

The murderous aura emanating from him was so intense...

Di Beiyao was completely oblivious to Beitang Feng's gaze. At that moment, only one word occupied her mind: Kill! Kill! Kill!

She was bloodthirsty, a taint from countless battles a thousand years ago, especially from the sight or smell of blood.

This was true a thousand years ago, and it will be true a thousand years from now!

Therefore, at this moment, Di Beiyao was like a grim reaper crawling out of hell with a scythe in hand, reaping the ants around him!

This sudden attack caught the united leaders of the nations off guard and left them utterly astonished.

When they learned from the messenger that the number of people coming was at most 20,000, they secretly laughed disdainfully, mocking them for being stupid enough to come and die.

Until they discovered that the group of soldiers in front of them were like limp shrimps, collapsing to the ground one by one without even struggling.

As that force, numbering only a tenth of their own, drew ever closer, the leaders of the various nations began to tremble with fear.

Who exactly is this person?!

But there's no time to think about that now. It seems the newcomer used poison, but so what?

They have at most 20,000 men. No matter how arrogant they are, can they possibly stand up to an army of nearly 200,000?!

Such a large-scale battle was noticed even by Jun Wuji and the others who were trapped in the valley.

"Report! General, a battle has broken out outside. It seems to be reinforcements sent from the capital!!!"

The general who came to report almost trembled as he exclaimed: "Great! They finally have a chance of winning!"

Jun Wuyai, who had been following Jun Wuji closely, also had his brown eyes light up.

"Brother! It must be the army sent by Father!"

Jun Wuji narrowed his long, phoenix-shaped eyes, a fleeting, unfathomable light flashing within them.

But the current situation doesn't allow him to think about anything else.

A voice as cold as ice rang out: "Immediately mobilize troops, coordinate from within and without, and break through the enemy's encirclement!"

"yes!!!"

Outside, Di Beiyao's 20,000-strong army launched a fierce attack. Coupled with the effects of the "softening powder," the enemy troops had already begun to feel panicked.

At this moment, Jun Wuji's army launched another attack in the valley, further shattering the enemy's morale.

When Di Beiyao used his longsword, now dripping with the blood of countless people, to behead one of the nation's leaders...

The morale of some soldiers plummeted, and they began to retreat.

But how could Di Beiyao, whose eyes were already bloodshot like those of the Grim Reaper, stop there?

At this moment, Di Beiyao's eyes were bloodshot with rage. She seemed to have returned to a thousand years ago, to the time before she ascended the throne, when she was constantly lingering on the border battlefield.

There was only one thought and one obsession in his mind: Kill! Kill! Kill!

Only through relentless killing, only by winning, can one survive! Only then can one survive!