The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

It was called a fight, but it was more like a one-sided crushing by the Ninth Layer of the Netherworld.

He was like teasing a dog, dodging from time to time so that the leader could not even touch the corner of his clothes. He stood still from time to time, allowing the exasperated leader to make a few moves, but the man could not do anything to him, and he immediately stabbed the opponent with the sword in his hand.

While Youming Jiuchong was beating up the leader, the guards led by Wei Song also started fighting with the men in black. The men in black were quite cunning, and when they saw their leader approaching Lord Youming, they guessed that he was going to do something shady. So the moment the leader started to attack, they also attacked the subordinates behind Youming Jiuchong.

But Wei Song and his men were not going to be fooled by these people! They waved their swords and rushed over.

A massacre thus began. Netherworld Jiuchong thought that there was no need to say much to dishonest people, and that they could just be beaten until they talked.

There is a clever point that the Nether Nine Heavy and his group just used swords to cut off poisonous hidden arrows, and then their weapons were also stained with poison. The hidden arrows were hidden weapons set by those black-clothed people, and the poison on the arrowheads was also put by those black-clothed people. At this time, the Nether Nine Heavy and his group directly fought back, using the poison put by the black-clothed people to deal with it in the opposite direction.

For a moment, the wounded men in black cried like wolves and ghosts. Those with less severe injuries still had the strength to resist and were able to wield their swords and rejoin the battle. Those with severe injuries were immediately poisoned and their lives were in danger. They fell to the ground and struggled.

The black-clothed team had more than sixty people, while the dark-clothed team of the ninth level of the Netherworld had only twenty people. Even so, the dark-clothed team still had the upper hand.

The leader was beaten badly, and he was filled with hatred, so he fought desperately with Youming Jiuchong. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with Youming Jiuchong.

It seemed that he was about to stab Youming Jiuzhong’s chest, but in the blink of an eye, Youming Jiuzhong disappeared!

When he looked around, he found that there was no sign of Nether Nine. Did Lord Nether master the long-lost art of escaping? He disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Before the leader could react, the red figure that appeared behind him kicked him in the back and gave him an icy palm wind at the same time.

The leader of the men in black was tall and looked like a weightless feather at this moment. He was thrown far away by the palm wind emitted by his internal force.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Then, bursts of wailing were heard.

The leader of the men in black knocked several men in black flying, and then he and those men in black who were knocked flying crashed into the stone wall behind him.

As they fell heavily to the ground, several cracks appeared on the hard stone wall behind them.

Netherworld Jiuchong looked at them coldly. If they didn’t speak up when he gave them the chance, then don’t expect him to give them another chance.

Moreover, in the fight just now, he also saw some of the martial arts of the leader and the black-clothed team. These people were not Zhongyue's people, but some people from Nantai or the Dongyang Empire.

The martial arts they used were the same moves used by some assassins or death warriors from Nantai and Dongyang Empire. On his way back to Beijing, he was attacked by a joint attack, in which Beihan and Dongyang Empire were involved.

The men in black who fell to the ground vomited blood and died. The leader relied on his internal strength and the armor he was wearing to barely maintain his body and avoid dying on the spot.

Wei Song and his men also sped up their harvesting speed. Lord Youming had not asked them to leave those men in black alive, so they did not need to be afraid of anything and just went ahead and did it. As long as the leader was still alive, they could at most keep one or two men in black alive so that they could get some information.

After a dozen or so breaths, clanging sounds were heard from the collision of swords.

The leader lying on the ground wanted to get up, but he felt a chill on his neck.

The Ninth Level Netherworld Sword was placed at the leader's neck, with the cold blade pressed against the leader's throat. If the blade moved slightly, the leader would be killed in an instant.

At the same time, Wei Song and his men had also dealt with the others and captured two alive, while all the others were killed.

Netherworld Jiuchong gave a look and several guards quickly removed the jaws of the three leaders to prevent them from swallowing the poison that might be hidden in their teeth and committing suicide, or simply biting their tongues and committing suicide.

Three creaking and twisting sounds were heard, and the jaws of the three people were removed.

"You, Lord Youming, please show mercy. I, I was just impulsive." The leader raised his hands slightly with a humble look on his face. His body was in severe pain after being beaten by Youming's nine-fold poison.

"Impulsive?" You Ming Jiu Chong raised his lips slightly, the bloodshot in his eyes was still as intense as before. "Heh, you want to assassinate me, right?"

With a slight turn of his wrist, new blood appeared on the leader's thick neck.

"Lord Youming, please spare my life!" As early as when he was fighting with Lord Youming, he realized that Lord Youming did not seem to come here by chance, but had other purposes, otherwise why would he have a conflict with this group of strangers.

"I admit it, I admit it!"

"You are not from Zhongyue." Netherworld Nine said directly.

The leader and the two men in black were surprised. They didn't expect that Lord Youming had seen through it. They wanted to deny it, but they heard a cold voice.

"I have met many people. You are from Nantai and the Eastern Empire." The cold sword pierced deeper into the fragile neck again.

The Netherworld Nine Levels rejected the initial explanation made up by the leader, saying that this group of people in black could not possibly be Zhong Yue's people.

The two kneeling men in black also had swords pressed against their necks by two bodyguards.

The three leaders could not deny it, and they also knew that the Netherworld Nine Layers had branches of the Mushi Nine Nether Pavilion in various countries, and they had some understanding of some of the situations in various countries. Even if they used Zhongyue's martial arts moves, the habits in their foundation could not be changed, and their style of attack was more or less tainted with some characteristics of their own martial arts moves.

"Yes, you are right. I am from Nantai. Some of my subordinates were brought by me from Nantai, and some were sent by the Eastern Empire." The leader confessed tremblingly.

Netherworld Jiuchong looked coldly at the expressions of the three people kneeling on the ground, and knew what they were thinking without having to think about it.

Suddenly, his blood-red pupils became darker, and the blood lotus in the center of his forehead became more intense. He looked like a ghost emerging from the dark night...