Feng Wuhen and the prince were one and six feet apart.

The distance is actually not close, but it seems that there is no such distance. As soon as the prince set out his sword, the sword light in the sky fell.

The speed is so fast that it is really shocking.

This move alone is enough to show that the prince is not a false reputation. His words just now are really humble. Anyone who sees this scene has to admit that the prince is indeed a first-class swordsman.

Feng Wuhen had a long body, as if he had been imposed on the detent technique, and he was motionless. There was no emotion on his face, and he stared coldly at the sword light falling in the sky.

He seemed to have no fighting spirit and planned to use the prince's sword to kill his life.

The sword light in the sky covered the wind without trace.

But at this moment, Feng Wuhen suddenly took action.

Han Xing flashed in Feng Wuhen's hand, raised his slanted upwards, and stabbed into the sword light.

Ding Ding Ding.

A series of sounds of conflict appeared with the spark.

The sword lights in the sky have disappeared.

Feng Wuhen, standing like a stone statue, began to move.

He was walking around.

Feng Wuhen walked forward step by step.

Every step he takes, he shoots a sword.

He only fired one sword.

Each of his swords looked no different, so he picked up first and then stabbed it out.

His swordsmanship gives people a sense of simplicity, but it shows incredible power.

The prince retreated.

Every time Feng Wuhen takes a step forward, he takes a step back.

Every time Feng Wuhen fired a sword, he had to fire at least seven or eight swords to offset it, and the sword techniques he fired were not the same.

Feng Wuhen walked forward seven steps in a row, and a total of eight swords were produced.

However, the prince fired a total of seventy-two swords to barely resist Feng Wuhen's seven swords.

The prince could not resist the eighth sword.

This sword is no different from the previous swords, only a little different.

The speed is too fast.

Because the speed suddenly increased by at least twice, the prince had no time to react and the sword had already pierced into his chest.

When the prince discovered it, he not only had no way to resist it, but he even had no chance to dodge.

Feng Wuhen stopped, and the sword also stopped, but pierced the prince's clothes and pierced into the prince's body.

Blood flowed out along the sword.

Not much blood flowed because the sword only pierced the skin.

A cold light flashed and the sword had returned to the sheath.

The prince's face was pale.

Feng Wuhen looked at him and said coldly: "You are defeated."

The battle has ended, but the murderous aura in the room is even stronger.

Jiang Yichou, Wu Dakui, and Jin Jiuling stared at Feng Wuhen. No one could see that as long as the prince gave the order, they would take Feng Wuhen.

But the prince never spoke.

The prince lowered his head and looked at the blood in his chest. After a long time of silence, he slowly raised up, looked at Ye Gucheng, and smiled bitterly: "Now I finally understand what you mean, sir. I can only be considered a master of swordsman, and definitely not a first-class swordsman."

Ye Gucheng said lightly: "There are not many real swordsmen in the world, and not many people are willing to sacrifice their lives."

The prince said: "Yes, if I am willing to fight for my life, I will not retreat step by step and will not have any counterattack."

Ye Gucheng said lightly: "There are not many people in the world who can deal with his sword skills."

The prince said: "He is your recognized opponent?"

Ye Gucheng said: "He is my destined opponent."

The prince withdrew his gaze and looked at Feng Wuhen and said, "You won, so the matter of trespassing into the royal palace was eliminated. Now you can explain why you pretended to be an embroidered thief."

Feng Wuhen said bluntly: "I pretended to be an embroidery thief, just to find the real embroidery thief."

Jin Jiuling asked on behalf of the prince: "But we only see you."

Feng Wuhen said: "Although you only see me, my plan may not fail."

"So you already know who the embroidery thief is?"

Feng Wuhen said: "According to various clues, the bearded embroidered thief is actually a woman, right?"

"Not bad." Jin Jiuling said: "I didn't expect that it was a woman."

"You ask the city lord to bring me the news and tell me that the embroidery thief is not only a woman, but also very likely a member of the Red Shoes Organization in the world."

Jin Jiuling nodded and said, "Not bad."

Feng Wuhen said: "The same is true for me from Old Mrs. Xue. The person who embroidered the satin is indeed a woman."

Jin Jiuling said: "So the embroidery thief is indeed a member of the Red Shoes Organization?"

Feng Wuhen said: "It looks like yes on the surface."

Jin Jiuling said: ‘It’s not.’

Feng Wuhen said: "It's not."

"Why not?"

Feng Wuhen said: "Because I know the boss of the Red Shoes Organization, and when I was dealing with Huo Xiu, she was with me. The first case of the embroidery thief took place on Southeast Road. At that time, he was in Shanxi, and there was absolutely no way to reach Southeast Road within a month."

Jin Jiuling was slightly stunned.

Feng Wuhen continued: "I am not the only one who knows her identity. Lu Xiaofeng, Dugu Yihe and others were there at that time, so we can all prove that she is not an embroidery thief."

Jin Jiuling sighed and said, "Since this matter has nothing to do with the Red Shoes organization, the clues of the embroidery thief are broken."

Feng Wuhen said: "Although this matter has nothing to do with her, it does not mean it has nothing to do with the Red Shoes Organization. It is precisely because I suspect that there are traitors within the organization that I pretended to be an embroidered thief today."

Jin Jiuling suddenly understood and clapped his hands and said, "So your treasure robbery this time is fake, and the purpose is to lead him into the traitor of the Red Shoes Organization?"

"No matter how good a person hides, he will reveal his flaws, not to mention that she is a careful woman!"

Feng Wuhen looked at the night outside and said lightly: "No surprise, as long as we meet with her, we can find out who is the embroidery thief."

Everyone came for the embroidery thief. Now they can find the embroidery thief. Of course, no one will reject this proposal.

So Jin Jiuling, Jiang Yichou, Wu Dakui and more than a dozen guards met with Gongsun Lan along with Feng Wuhen.

Whether it was the prince or Ye Gucheng, they didn't go there. It was obvious that this matter was not a big deal for them and was not worthy of their actions.

Everyone was more or less suspicious of Feng Wuhen. They really couldn't believe that the embroidery thief would catch it so easily, and now they have more or less the intention of slapping the face.

Feng Wuhen more or less knew their thoughts, but Feng Wuhen never cared about such things.

Now Feng Wuhen is only thinking about one thing: whether he can recognize Gongsun Lan.

Gongsun Lan has many faces. Of course, Feng Wuhen knew that Gongsun Lan would never appear in her original face. Gongsun Lan had extremely high disguise skills, so Feng Wuhen could not do anything about how Gongsun Lan appeared this time.
Chapter completed!