The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

When Wanyan Sen heard Youming Jiuchong's indifferent voice "Looking for death", he felt a sudden chill on his spine, but he didn't dare to stop.

If he were to be defeated by the Lord of Hell today, his future would be a distant future for him. If he were to be defeated by the Lord of Hell, how could he still be alive?

At that moment, Wanyan Sen used all his strength and rushed forward with a sword.

Netherworld Jiuchong slightly raised his eyebrows and didn't even make a move to dodge.

Wanyan Sen just felt a little secretly delighted when he was knocked forward by a huge shock wave, and his feet didn't even have time to touch the ground.

It turned out that at some point, Youming Jiuchong had flashed behind Wanyan Sen, and moved his palm with one hand, pushing forward. Wanyan Sen seemed to have completely lost his strength, and was constantly thrown forward by the shock of his palm wind.

Wanyan Sen managed to stop his steps with his toes, but blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth uncontrollably.

So strong! Apart from Zhongyue's regent, this was the first time he encountered such a strong opponent!

Netherworld Jiuchong looked at Wanyan Sen's miserable appearance with cold eyes, as if he was looking at an irrelevant person.

In fact, whether it was Youming or Ye Xiaohan, they had only seen the Sixth Prince of Nantai in portraits, and had not had any more substantial face-to-face contact before.

Similarly, Wanyan Sen thought that Regent Zhongyue was strong, but it was only when Ye Xiaohan went out to fight off the rebellious forces of Nantai in the early days that he saw from afar behind the Nantai army how Ye Xiaohan defeated the top masters of Nantai.

Wanyan Sen turned around and glared at the Ninth Layer of the Netherworld with a vicious look.

Netherworld Jiuchong just sneered, "Sixth Prince, don't you know? The teams you left in other strongholds were all wiped out."

"You!" Wan Yansen couldn't believe it, nor did he want to believe it. In addition, the last and most important stronghold he built on the mountain was destroyed, which showed how powerful the Netherworld Nineth Layer was.

No matter how unwilling you are to believe it, you have to accept the fact...

All his people are gone, and all the hard work they have put in for so long is gone today.

Not only did the Netherworld Ninth Layer notice the mysterious actions of this group of people, but it also tracked them all the way to the present. During this period, the Netherworld Ninth Layer quietly destroyed two dens and cut off the people in those two dens from leaking information to the people in the third den.

The third hideout in the mountains here in Qingchuan Town was destroyed last night.

Wanyan Sen was shocked that the Netherworld Nine Heavens had discovered so many important clues about them, and was also shocked that the Netherworld Nine Heavens had such a powerful ability to wipe them all out.

"Ninth level of the Netherworld, you actually killed them all?"

“So what?” The tip of the Netherworld Ninefold Sword pointed at Wan Yansen, “I hate being called by my name the most.”

Before Wanyan Sen could react, Youming Jiuchong rushed to the opponent's side with lightning speed. He waved his right hand and chopped down the opponent's carotid artery with the long sword flashing with cold light.

Wanyan Sen instinctively stepped back, but Youming Jiuchong was getting closer and closer. With one sword strike, Wanyan Sen's hair crown was cut off, and a long lock of hair fluttered in the wind.

At this moment, Wanyan Sen didn't look like a prince at all, he looked more like a stray dog.

Wan Yansen's face turned pale. Only then did he realize that the Netherworld Ninth Layer's strength was very impressive. He might have already reached the level of a Martial Emperor. Looking at the Five Kingdoms, only Prince Ye could reach this level at such a young age.

At the critical moment of life and death, Wanyan Sen fled frantically and used all his life's knowledge in order to save his face and his life.

Netherworld Jiuchong showed no fear at all, and started to deal with Wanyan Sen as if he was teasing a puppy.

Soon, Wanyan Sen saw the problem. Why did the methods used by this Hades seem a bit like some of the esoteric techniques unique to Nantai?

"You learned from me secretly?"

"Learning by stealing? I am self-taught." The five fingers of the Ninth Level of the Netherworld turned into claws, and the changes in its movements had some of the style of Wan Yan Sen's attack just now.

Wanyan Sen was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. The moves he had studied hard for many years were actually learned by Mingjun about 80% in just one glance. This man is simply not a human being, but a ghost!

The Netherworld Nine continued to attack, and Wanyan Sen had no ability to resist. Anyway, he had learned a little bit, and he just watched Wanyan Sen perform some moves of the Nantai unique sect.

Netherworld Ninefold glanced at the sky, his eyes turned cold, and he was a little more serious this time.

One sword scratched Wan Yansen's left cheek, the next sword stabbed Wan Yansen's two arms, and the last sword chopped directly at Wan Yansen's knee.

Wan Yansen fell to the ground, kneeling on the ground in despair.

Netherworld Nineth Level put away the sword and walked forward.

All around were dark subordinates of the Ninth Layer of the Netherworld, and a small circle of captives with their hands and feet bound.

Netherworld Nine looked down at Wanyan Sen and spoke in a cold voice.

"Wan Yansen?"

"Please spare my life, Lord Ming."

"Heh, should I call you the Sixth Prince, or something else?"

"Mingjun, what do you mean?"

"It's meaningless." Netherworld Nine snorted disdainfully, stared at the person in front of him, and said nonchalantly: "As far as I know, the real Wanyan Sen is still in Nantai at this time."

"You're talking nonsense!" Wan Yansen struggled, looking angry.

"You," Youming Jiuchong put his sword against Wanyan Sen's neck and thrust the sword forward, "Do you really take yourself seriously?"

"To tell you the truth, when my people first discovered your little trick, they sent people to Nantai to investigate. Wanyan Sen is in the Nantai Palace, not in Zhongyue."

First, Wanyan Sen himself would never rashly come to Zhongyue, and he has been quite active in the court of Nantai recently.

Second, in such a short period of time, it was impossible for Wanyan Sen to reach Zhongyue so quickly, and it was even more impossible for him to reach the northern region of Zhongyue so quickly from the southern border of Zhongyue.

Wanyan Sen was stunned, he almost forgot that the Lord of Hell had established the Musi Jiuyou Pavilion in all five countries. How could the Lord of Hell not be able to find out the news in Nantai!

When these words came out, even Wan Yansen's subordinates were a little surprised. The Mingjun News Network is so powerful!

Wei Song and the others were also a little surprised. After Lord Ming pointed this out, they realized that the person in front of them could not possibly be the Sixth Prince who had recently caused some trouble in the court of Nantai.

Everyone had a question in their mind: who was the person in front of them?

Netherworld Nine said with contempt - "Two Wanyan Sens? Interesting..."

Wan Yansen's neck oozed a few streaks of blood, and he gritted his teeth: "What do you mean two, Lord Ming? I don't understand."

Netherworld Nine ignored his pretending to be dead and first broke out a shocking piece of news - "Sure enough, the Sixth Prince of Nantai changed his order for other purposes."

Wanyan Sen suddenly switched ranks with Wanyan Gu, lowered his own rank, and lived as an adopted son of a concubine with whom he had no blood relationship. How could there be no secrets?