The Emperor's Phoenix: The Abandoned Concubine

Nanling Jinfan's words cut off everyone's retreat. He originally wanted to use this to make these martial artists despair, and then surrender to him or lose the will to live.

Unexpectedly, his words not only did not make everyone give up, but instead forced everyone to be more united and aroused everyone's fighting spirit.

At this time everyone understood that not only was there no reinforcement, even if there was reinforcement, they would not be able to come. They had no choice but to kill the other side.

With no other way to go, everyone became even more courageous. So what if they didn't have internal strength? The martial arts they had practiced for many years were not just fancy skills. They could give their opponents a hard time just by using their moves.

"Let's go together and kill these bastards." A big man who wielded a meteor hammer suddenly showed great power. He wielded the huge meteor hammer with great force. He smashed it out and hit a round hunchback, breaking the bag behind the hunchback and causing a pool of black blood to spurt out.

"Brother Zhao is right. Let's all attack together. If we don't kill these sons of bitches, we will have no chance of survival."

Everyone was eager to fight, without any fear. No matter it was the Lord of Xuanyue Palace or the Lord of Lingbao, they put away their little thoughts and concentrated on dealing with the enemy in front of them.

If you can't get down the mountain alive, all the planning will be unnecessary.

When people are forced into desperate situations, the potential they unleash is quite terrifying. With the addition of masters like Xuan Shaoqi, Bu Jingyun and Lan Jiuqing, they actually defeated Nanling Jinfan's people in an instant.

Nanling Jinfan's face became even uglier. If there were not so few people who could go up the mountain, he would have arranged archers to stand by and shoot these people into a hornet's nest.

"A bunch of guys looking for death." Nanling Jinfan gritted his teeth, but he never cared about these people. A group of people without internal strength, being brave at this time is just a dying struggle. What he cares about is the Ninth Uncle who has not taken any action, and Feng Qingchen who disappeared at some point.

"Oh no, Feng Qingchen is missing. You guys should go find her quickly and stop her. Don't let her make the antidote." Nanling Jinfan had seen Feng Qingchen's medical skills before, and he was really afraid that Feng Qingchen would ruin his plans.

Although he didn't believe that Feng Qingchen could make an antidote without the medicinal materials, he was still prepared for the possibility.

"Okay." A dwarf appeared out of nowhere, quickly got out of the battle circle, and walked towards the tent where Feng Qingchen lived. But the Ninth Prince would never let him do as he wished. As soon as the dwarf walked out, the hidden weapon in the Ninth Prince's hand was aimed at him.

With a "pa..." sound, round beads shot out from the Ninth Prince's wrist and shot towards the dwarf's head, hands and feet respectively.

The dwarf was short but extremely flexible, and more agile than most people. He dodged the attack early, and the ball hit the ground, making several small holes.

"What a powerful hidden weapon." The dwarf patted his chest, secretly thinking that he dodged quickly, but the next second he froze, standing there with a painful look on his face, looking down at the long sword that pierced him from behind: "How is it possible?"

Wow... the dwarf spat out a mouthful of blood. When the sword was drawn out, he flew out and fell heavily to the ground. His head tilted and he died lifelessly. He didn't know who had attacked him until his death.

"How is this possible? How can you still use your internal energy?" Nanling Jinfan saw this scene clearly. His eyes widened when he saw the Ninth Prince gathering his energy and using lightness skills.

"I am allergic to the scent of flowers." The Ninth Prince turned around and gave Nanling Jinfan a good explanation: "You already knew that."

"You are not affected by the Huagong Powder?" Nanling Jinfan was determined. After getting a positive answer, Nanling Jinfan went crazy again: "Kill a way out for me. I want to kill Dongling Jiu myself."

"Little Prince? Which country's prince are you?" The flaw in Nanling Jinfan's words was exposed on the spot by a man in gray.

"What's it got to do with you?" Nanling Jinfan glared at the other person fiercely, and without waiting for his reaction, he chopped off his head with a sword.

But even so, Nanling Jinfan's identity was partially exposed. Bu Jingyun exclaimed at the right time: "Are you the prince of Xiling? No, Xiling only has a crown prince but no princes. The Princess of Xiling and the crown prince are sworn enemies. You can't be the prince of Xiling."

"Is that the prince of Beiling? There are several princes of Beiling, but your figure doesn't look like one." While beating, Bu Jingyun guided everyone to guess the identity of Nanling Jinfan.

"Seeing that he is determined to kill the Ninth Uncle, maybe he is the prince of Dongling. Isn't the Ninth Uncle the regent of Dongling? Maybe the prince of Dongling is not convinced and wants to use people like us to plot against the Ninth Uncle." Someone came to this conclusion, and it was soon recognized by everyone. Bu Jingyun and Lan Jiuqing did not speak to defend themselves. The deeper the misunderstanding now, the angrier they will be when they know the truth later.

"Dong Ling has gone too far. So many of us have become victims of Dong Ling's power struggle." Ling Tianchao winked at the person next to him, and someone shouted out.

"We were implicated by the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle himself is not affected by the Merit-Destroying Powder. He must have known about it a long time ago, but he has been hiding it from us. Is he going to sacrifice us?"

As Ling Tian wished, everyone vented all their dissatisfaction on the Ninth Uncle, but at this time they could do nothing and could only say a few words.

The Ninth Prince did not care about this at all, and Nanling Jinfan had no intention of explaining. He liked to see the Ninth Prince being hated the most.

Soon, Nanling Jinfan's subordinates fought their way out and raised his sword in front of the Ninth Prince.

"Dong Lingjiu, let's have a fair duel between men, and life and death will depend on who has better skills." Nanling Jinfan licked his lips, his eyes shining with excitement.

He has always wanted to defeat Dong Lingjiu personally, and now he finally has the chance.

"Duel? Sure..." The Ninth Prince glanced at the strange man behind him, took a step forward, and signaled Nanling Jinfan to make a move.

Nanling Jinfan would naturally not refuse, and took the lead in attacking the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle did not dodge or evade, but steadily took Nanling Jinfan's move and forced Nanling Jinfan back half a step.

"Your internal strength is so profound?" A hint of fear flashed across Nanling Jinfan's eyes, followed by excitement.

The stronger the opponent, the more fun it is to win.

Humph... The Ninth Prince did not make any move and continued to wait for Nanling Jinfan to take the initiative to attack. Nanling Jinfan knew very well that the Ninth Prince was deliberately delaying him to buy time for Feng Qingchen, but how could he do as the Ninth Prince wished?

He made a look at the person behind him, asking him to deal with Feng Qingchen. The man hesitated for a moment, then thought about the seriousness of the matter, and left Nanling Jinfan to go find Feng Qingchen.

A mere second-rate master wanted to take Feng Qingchen's life. Nanling Jinfan really looked down on Feng Qingchen.

The Ninth Prince took a look, lowered his eyes and said nothing, still defending without attacking. Nanling Jinfan was so angry that he said, "Dongling Jiu, are you looking down on me?"

Just defending without attacking, what is this?

“So what?” The Ninth Prince was arrogant, and even when fighting with Nanling Jinfan, he still showed his elegance.

He did want to delay Nanling Jinfan, but not to buy time for Feng Qingchen, but to buy time for the Black Cavalry.