Nanwang's tone was not good, and he only shocked Feng Shaowen into a cold sweat.

Feng Caizhen hurriedly said: "Lord Wang, don't frighten him, Shaowen is still ...... young."

"It's already fifteen, how can it be small." Ye Zhiwei said quietly on the side, "Just now I asked the prince to take the initiative to do an errand, so I was frightened, I think the prince is right, it is better to stay in the mansion and study for a few more years, and then look for something to do when you are bolder." ”

Feng Caizhen didn't expect Ye Zhiwei to jump out at this time.

Among the people present, Feng Yiyang and Ye Zhiwei were the youngest, but at this time, Feng Yiyang's performance was completely childlike, and he couldn't keep up with everyone's train of thought at all.

Ye Zhiwei's sudden sentence only choked Feng Caizhen speechless for a long time.

King Nan snorted disdainfully, "You should be sentenced to the judge, and it is good to do the errand over there?" Even behind Jiupin's official position, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring. ”

"Anyway, as long as you are here, what is Shaowen afraid of?" Feng Caizhen argued strongly.

"Could it be that the king of Ben will protect him for the rest of his life!" King Nan looked at the people in front of him, and suddenly a wave of inexplicable loss and deep disgust surged up from the bottom of his heart.

"Want a decent errand?" King Nan looked at Feng Shaowen.

"Yes." The boy who had just turned fifteen straightened his back.

As soon as King Nan raised his hand, he took a short sword from his waist and threw it at Feng Shaowen.

Feng Shaowen hurriedly stopped the short sword and looked at the king of the south for some reason.

"If you use it, if you can go five rounds under your eldest brother, this king will find a decent errand for you."

Feng Caizhen's face changed suddenly, and she exclaimed: "Lord Wang! ”

King Nan raised his hand and made a silent gesture, and continued, "The wind and twilight are not allowed to use swords, and they should fight with their bare hands." ”

Feng Duhan sat there, his body didn't move, glanced at Feng Shaowen, and said quietly, "Got it." ”

Feng Shaowen held the short sword in his hand and couldn't stop trembling.

Feng Minghui beside him said in a low voice: "Third brother, don't miss the opportunity." ”

Feng Shaowen gritted his teeth, although he thought that his martial arts were completely inferior to Feng Duhan, but now in front of King Nan, Feng Duhan was unarmed, I think he would take care of showing mercy to his subordinates, right?

And the most important thing is that he is now being punished by the emperor, withdrawn from his position as a general, and confined to the palace, so he naturally has to be low-key.

Thinking of this, Feng Shaowen stood up and pulled the short sword out of its scabbard.

The shiny blade shone with an icy glow in the lamplight.

Bai Qing and the others stared nervously at Feng Shaowen.

"Big brother." Feng Shaowen came to Feng Duhan and stopped, "Since it is my father's order, I should obey it." ”

Twilight sneered silently, "Do you want to kill me?" ”

Feng Shaowen stiffened.

"What? You never thought that if you could kill me by mistake, the position of the son of this world might be yours. Feng Duhan narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and the narrow tails of his eyes burst out with a hint of fierceness.

Feng Shaowen swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, "I...... I didn't think about it. He stammered.

"Well, you can figure it out now, there is no next time for such a good opportunity." Feng Duhan sat there elegantly, looking at his third brother.

"I know that my eldest brother is good at martial arts, why don't you let me make three moves?" Feng Shaowen held a short sword in his hand, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Zhiwei almost wanted to shoot the case, it's so shameless!

The prince asked him to make a total of five moves under Feng Duhan's hands, and now he openly forced Feng Duhan to give up three moves.

"Lord Wang, what do you think of this matter?" Wind Twilight turned his head to look at the King of the South.

King Nan looked at Feng Shaowen coldly, and anger continued to swell in his heart.

How could such a person be his son.

Anyway, King Nan is also a military general, even if his son is not good at martial arts, but at least he must be able to get by in terms of life, like Feng Shaowen, he is obviously a little family, and he also has the viciousness of a woman.

"Feel free to do so...... Nanwang felt sad and disgusted in his heart, and only thought about closing his eyes and letting them all go.

"In that case, I'll let the third brother make four moves." Twilight's tone was full of contempt and disdain.

Four moves?

Feng Shaowen's heart immediately surged with a hot current called "Hope", as long as he made one move, as long as he could hit Feng Dusk Cold, then King Nan would achieve his wish!

"Big brother can do this?" Feng Shaowen's heart was full of arrogance, "You dare to swear? ”

Feng Duhan sneered disdainfully, "This son has always been a counter, but you want me to swear to you...... You're not worthy yet. ”

Feng Shaowen clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and suddenly let out a wild shout, and without waiting for Feng Duhan to stand up from behind the table, he directly stabbed the sword into his chest.

Tsing Yi stood behind Feng Duhan, seeing that the third young master had a fierce look in his eyes, and rushed over desperately, but he stood in place, motionless.

It's not that he doesn't want to protect his master, but Feng Shaowen doesn't need to worry about it at all.

The bright blade drew a beautiful arc in the light, and Feng Duhan sat still, only stretching out two fingers of his right hand, and clamping the opponent's blade between his fingertips.

Bai Qing and the others were all stunned.

Although Feng Duhan only used two fingers, Feng Shaowen's sword could not advance a single inch.

With all his strength, he roared, and switched from stabbing to pumping, trying to pull the sword back from Twilight's hand.

Not wanting Feng Duhan to suddenly loosen his fingers, Feng Shaowen's body fell backwards suddenly.

"Shaowen!" Feng Caizhen exclaimed in surprise and stood up as if she wanted to rush over.

Ye Zhiwei's hands were quick, and she grabbed her clothes, "Second aunt don't be impatient, it's just a fall, it won't hurt much." ”

It doesn't hurt to fall, but this heel will make Feng Shaowen remember it in his heart for a lifetime.

He can't even compare to the two fingers of his eldest brother, what face does he have to beg for an errand in front of his father?

Aunt White-eyed and Aunt Qiushuang stood up at the same time to dissuade Feng Caizhen, and no one noticed the sudden change on the field.

Feng Shaowen got up from the ground, ran directly to the guard standing at the door, and pulled out the sword on the man's body.

Everyone was stunned all of a sudden, what is this going to do?

The saber was still a little heavy for Feng Shaowen, but at this time he couldn't care much about it, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is: he must stab him, even if he kills him...... All at the expense of it.

Even though Ye Zhiwei knew that Feng Dusk was good at martial arts, she still subconsciously closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at it at this time.

Feng Caizhen exclaimed in surprise, only to see Feng Shaowen holding a sword and slashing directly at the top of Feng Duhan's head.

Feng Duhan still sat still, but the cold under his eyes was great, he turned his head slightly, stretched out his fingers, and accurately hit the blade of the sword the moment the sword fell.

The blade made a crisp "ding" sound, and it was broken in two.

The tip of the broken sword spun and flew out, sticking upside down in front of Feng Caizhen's desk.

Feng Caizhen's eyes rolled and she fainted directly to the ground in fright.

"Mother!" Feng Shaowen turned his head and saw that his mother was frightened and fainted, and immediately became furious, kicked over the table, grabbed the half-off saber and slammed it down at Feng Duhan.