Xie Shoufu came out and criticized Feng Yi, "Taizi Huang, please don't make trouble. Because of Tai Huang's greed, Long Qian Kingdom lost 200,000 troops. Previously, another 300,000 troops were sent to attack Fengyou Kingdom. That has already been "Isn't it unkind to seek to establish Longqian Kingdom's century-old foundation and abandon it? It's a child's play to treat the life and death of an army of 500,000, and to leave the people of Longqian Kingdom in dire straits. Isn't it unkind? I beg the emperor to abdicate so that Longqian Kingdom will be at peace."

The old man spoke so righteously that Feng Yi was so angry that he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

Compared with his son's rebellion, Xie Shoufu's betrayal stimulated Feng Yi more. I want to know if Xie Shoufu was promoted by him.

The sharpest knife in his leg, Ru Ming, came to kill him.

"Okay, very good, my good prince, my good minister." Feng Yi laughed.

Before the laughter stopped, I heard the sound of Hong Zhong suddenly saying, "Come here, kill me."

As soon as the order was given, countless black shadows jumped from the beams of the main hall, and then there was a crazy and indiscriminate killing.

"Father, am I crazy?" Feng Jiang thought he was bloodthirsty and cruel enough, but he turned out to be so crazy.

"My country will be destroyed, and I will not leave it to that scoundrel of mine." Feng Yi's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty, madness and destruction.

Originally, there was no war between his father and his son, but those ministers also wanted to get involved, so don't blame him for being ruthless.

Feng Jiang became angry and asked angrily, "Am I the prince or the heir apparent? I am not young. I have made such a big mistake. What is wrong with me taking over?"

"What I give to me is not mine. If I don't give it to you, I can't even think of taking it away."

"Hello, I prefer to plunder." Feng Jiang sneered, raised his leg and waved, "Kill."

With a command to the east, countless elite soldiers poured in from outside, protected by gold shields and silver spears, roaring with mighty wind, and full of murderous intent, no less than Feng Yi's secret guards.

When Feng Yi saw this, his emotions were so complicated that he couldn't describe it. The son he was once so proud of was indeed better than he imagined.

Look at the sophisticated weapons and the evil spirit in each elite soldier is as strong as coming out of the tomb of the dead.

His son is really not simple!

Seeing his few secret guards being attacked by the crowd and then falling one by one, Feng Yi closed his eyes.

Can...

Is it a blessing that his family's empire was handed over to such a ruthless son?

No, absolutely not.

When he opened his eyes again, Feng Yi suddenly moved toward Feng Jiang.

A punch was thrown out, and the sharp wind of the palm came closer. Feng Jiang's heart was trembling. Dong Zhi wanted to hide, but his body suddenly couldn't move.

No matter how keen his hearing was, it was still not as powerful as his father who had hidden himself so deeply. He was hit hard in the chest with a single punch, causing his chest to burst with pain, making him feel worse than death.

Feng Jiang looked at his good father in disbelief, "Father, do I want to kill him?"

"My evil son doesn't deserve that country." He is not the only son of his.

Feng Jiang was very hurt, his body ached and his heart ached even more, so he would deny his good father.

In Pingyue, there is nothing to say about spoiling someone, but when there is a real conflict of interests, even his own son begs to be killed.

For a moment, Feng Jiang's heart was as cold as iron, "If that's the case, then you can't blame your son for being unfilial."

Feng Jiang took a few steps back, and suddenly a black shadow covering his whole body appeared from behind the dragon chair. The black shadow flashed, and he greeted Feng Yi fiercely.

The beams were broken and there were big holes in the roof. They hit the roof from outside and from the roof to the ground.

How strong the man in black is, Fengjiang knows best. With three hundred moves to the east, his father is still invincible.

Only then did he realize how powerful his father was.

If he really wants to outlast his father before he can succeed to the throne, then he is afraid that even if he has to outlast himself, he will not be able to outlast his father, so there is nothing wrong with him taking the opportunity to seize the throne.

Otherwise, he became even more cruel.

"Arrow legs, ready."

The people around him went out to greet him, and after a while, the bow and arrow legs came, and they were on the ground and on the roof.

Feng Yi saw the bow and arrow legs appear naturally, and felt a wave of sadness in his heart. The source of power outside his body suddenly became unstable.

In his life, he could not fault Long Qianguo, the people, or Phoenix Master, but he could never fault his good prince!

"very good!"

Feng Jiang aroused Feng Yi to have thoughts of destruction. He suddenly shuddered and struck the black shadow with the strongest blow.

The majestic source of power suddenly surged, seemingly exploding in the sky and earth.

Shock flashed in Heiying's eyes, and then he was angry, "Damn it, I'm looking for death."

He saw the shadow take out a pitch-black dagger and cut his leg fingers. The dagger was bloodthirsty and sucked up his blood before he threw the dagger out.

The dagger penetrated Feng Yi's energy circle and struck his chest. Feng Yi turned sideways.

The black dagger missed the best opportunity, but came back halfway and pierced Feng Yi's heart that time.

Feng Yi was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart, and then some strength was swallowed up. A look of fear finally appeared on his old face.

Hei Yongxi licked his lips, and a rough and unpleasant voice sounded ghostly, "The source of the old emperor's power has a hint of the flavor of a real dragon, not bad, not bad."

As if to prove what he said was right, the black shadow broke through level one on the spot.

"Thank you, old emperor."

How proudly the black shadow smiled, how desperate, unwilling and angry Feng Yi felt at this moment.

He hated it so much that he wanted to destroy that damn thing, but he couldn't kill that scoundrel by kissing his legs.

On the roof of a palace not far away, Yunjiu and Chu Jiuyi saw that Feng Yi could no longer pray.

Yunjiu wanted Fengqi to help, so Fengdao volunteered, "Master, Zhudong would like to meet that black shadow."

Yunjiu glanced at him and nodded, "Be careful."

"Thank you, Master."

Before he finished speaking, the black afterimage of Feng Dao jumped from one roof to another, and in the blink of an eye he was between Feng Yi and the black shadow.

Feng Dao first pulled out the black dagger, then used two fingers to force it, and the black dagger suddenly broke into two pieces.

The shadow's pupils shrank suddenly, with murderous intent, "Who am I?"

"The person who took my dog's life."

"I'm not ashamed to say that, but I, Ming Yue, have ruined his good deeds, so I want to keep the dog's life here." The black shadow said.

Feng Dao stopped talking nonsense with him and directly wielded his meniscus sword. The blade radiated cold light, as sharp as the wind, leaving scars everywhere. No one dared to approach the scene of the explosion.

The black dagger was pulled out, but Feng Yi lost twenty years of energy. His black hair turned into red hair in an instant, and he looked as old as an old man.

Feng Jiang looked at it, and Dong consciously wanted to care about Yidong, but as soon as he moved, the pain in his chest came back, and the meager feeling between father and son disappeared in an instant.

He even ruthlessly ordered, "Fire the arrow."

Whoosh~~~Countless arrow rain enveloped the wind knife and the black shadow.

Then the battle between the wind knife and the black shadow not only seeks to attack each other, but also to respond to the deadly rain of arrows.

Feng Dao smiled sarcastically, "Ha! It seems that my master also wants to beg for my life."

The shadow was unmoved, "If he is not hit by an arrow, then it means he is not good at his studies."

That statement was actually recognized by Feng Dao.
Chapter completed!