The remaining six soldiers charged at her together, and Xiang Ying, using the momentum of the closest one, stepped on him and leaped up.
She rode on the opponent's shoulders, and with a twist of her legs, she strangled the soldier beneath her.
After she brought him down, Xiang Ying swiftly stood up, with a dagger suddenly appearing in her hand, accurately plunging into the soldier's chest.
She even slightly tilted her head at the same moment, her exquisite face avoiding the blood spurting from the heart.
Qi Fengyi was stunned.
Xiang Ying's moves seemed to be professionally trained; she could even predict how to avoid dirtying her dress.
The soldiers were no match for her and were quickly slashed to death under her dagger.
The remaining soldier, seeing her actually intent on killing, was so frightened that he turned and ran, shouting loudly for Zhang Yang: "Murder! The female prisoner is killing people!"
Xiang Ying went to help Qi Fengyi up: "How are you?"
