Han Feng held the palace door with one hand and his belly with the other, as if his body had been hollowed out.

Xiao Chen could even imagine Han Feng lying on Jingxiu's big bed, looking pained and happy, so Xiao Chen's previous snickering turned into laughter.

As the saying goes, it is difficult for a hero to be a beauty. It seems that as long as he enters the land of hooks, there will be no time when the Han commander is not in a state of embarrassment.

Ignoring Xiao Chen who was gloating about his misfortune, Han Feng held his stomach with both hands and walked into the hall with a depressed expression.

Looking at Sun Simiao and Wu Liang kneeling in the hall, Han Feng rolled his eyes at Xiao Chen and said:

"Why are you so crazy?"

After more than ten years of acquaintance in Kyoto, the relationship between the two can no longer be measured by ordinary etiquette systems, and they talk more casually in private!

Xiao Chen's eyes rolled. After all, he didn't want to tell Han Feng about Du Yingying. After all, one was the commander of the imperial army in front of the emperor, and the other was the only daughter of the prefect who was kidnapped into the palace. The relationship was too delicate.

Waving his hand to signal Wu Liang and the others to go down, Xiao Chen laughed and said:

"If you make a small mistake, you will always be punished with a big punishment!"

Han Feng rolled his eyes at Xiao Chen and said, "You kid really uses me, Han Feng, as a mallet. Who can make you angry except a woman?"

In Xiao Chen's ear, Han Feng whispered:

"Tell me, is it because of the rich daughter of Prefect Du, or the charming oiran of Yihonglou!"

Thinking of Du Yingying, the smile on Xiao Chen's face suddenly stopped and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Han Feng chuckled: "I was really right!"

Shaking his head, Han Feng said reluctantly: "You are smart and free and easy, but why can't you pass the hurdle of being a woman?"

Xiao Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Feng, his eyes becoming playful.

"It sounds like you are so good!"

Han Feng's forehead darkened, and he suddenly remembered the romantic night last night. The two looked at each other, and then laughed together.

When the two of them talk, they can never be serious for even a moment.

Thinking back to the first time he met Han Feng in Kyoto, Xiao Chen couldn't understand how that young man in his thirties could become the number one martial artist in the palace.

It wasn't until he saw Han Feng's ability to defeat Liujia with one sword that he was deeply impressed.

That year, six martial arts masters who were awarded sword armor, sword armor, spear armor... were cut off by Han Feng's sword. Since then, the six famous people in Kyoto have retired from the world.

, there is no trace left.

Xiao Chen figured that he might not be able to compete with others in martial arts in this life, but fortunately he had other means.

That night, Xiao Chen and Shi Cai coaxed and deceived Han Feng into a brothel.

I originally thought that this master of martial arts must be a gentleman with a calm mind and a calm mind, but who would have thought that he had just seen six or seven ordinary-looking women. One moment, Han Feng looked upright, and the next moment he was surrounded by them.

I carried him to the second floor!

This romantic aptitude is higher than that of my mother's two dandies!

It's a pity that Xiao Chen, who is so bad, has already met the tigress in Han Feng's family, in order to make the commander of Han, who is extremely skilled in martial arts, not underestimate him and Xiao Chen.

As expected, Han Feng went back holding on to the wall just like that time, but that time, Commander Han held on to the wall because one of his legs was lame!

The second time he took advantage of Han Feng's happiness and molested his daughter-in-law, who was still a minister of the Ministry of Justice. This time, it was not a small matter. Han Feng, who had no long memory, was in bad luck. Not only was he severely punished by the emperor,

After returning home, I couldn't leave the house for half a month.

Since then, Commander Han has been honest. Whenever the word "Chun Lou" is mentioned, Han Feng will definitely run away.

However, Han Feng never expected that Xiao Chen would bring him to Goulan Land again after they reunited in a different place. However, this time, Xiao Chen no longer had any intention of harming him, but actually wanted to ask for help.

Although the canary in the Golden Bird Garden became extremely angry, as long as he acquired a master of swordsmanship and martial arts, wouldn't he be able to break into the yard openly?

As midsummer turns to autumn, illusory sword shadows flash through the Yong'an King's Courtyard, and the sound of swords roars like a beast whimpering, rolling up layers of fallen leaves.

"Whoosh!"

In the backyard, Han Feng put away his long sword and turned to look at Xiao Chen with an extremely coquettish expression:

"How about it, how far have you learned this Jinyang Sword Technique?"

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, and the sword styles that Han Feng had used before flashed in his mind like a movie. Xiao Chen's memory was really good. Han Feng only danced the sword once, and then he used the so-called Jinyang Sword Technique.

I wrote it all down.

Opening his eyes, Xiao Chen's eyes showed a sparkle, he suddenly pulled out a wooden sword, and stabbed it out in the air...

The momentum of this sword was like a rainbow, like a fierce dragon emerging from the abyss. Han Feng was slightly stunned when he saw it.

But then, Han Feng was completely stunned, because after thrusting out the sword, Xiao Chen froze in place, as motionless as a puppet.

The expression on his face changed, Xiao Chen slammed the wooden sword back into the courtyard, sighed and said:

"Yeah, I forgot!"

Xiao Chen's memory is indeed good, but no matter how deeply remembered the sword skills are, as long as he holds the sword in his hand, he will forget them all in the next moment.

It's also strange that the old Heavenly Master named Wuchenzi from Wudao Mountain left in a hurry after teaching him devotedly for a few days. Xiao Chen is indeed a martial arts waste that is rare in a century!

Han Feng patted Xiao Chen's shoulder and said: "It's okay, it's okay. This Jinyang Sword Technique is indeed a bit difficult. Even an ordinary second-level warrior can't control it. It's natural that you're new to martial arts and can't remember it.

, I think we might as well start practicing with simple sword skills."

Xiao Chen glanced at Han Feng without interest and said, "Can a simple swordsmanship win the title of a third-level warrior?"

Han Feng raised his chest and said: "There are a few warriors below the second level who can tell the strength of their moves, but most of them rely on adapting to circumstances. Even without using swordsmanship, a master can kill a third-level warrior at will!"

Xiao Chen regained his confidence and realized that the old heavenly master in Wu Dao Mountain said that he had the qualifications of an immortal!

Even if there is some moisture in these words, if you squeeze it, you should be on par with the masters.

It's a pity that this time, even though Han Feng had slowed down the movements of his hands as much as possible, Xiao Dandan still forgot about the enemy-killing technique that everyone in the army could master in a short moment.

Every time Xiao Chen could stab the first sword accurately, but he completely forgot about the subsequent changes and stood there like a fool.

Looking at Xiao Chen who couldn't even remember simple sword skills, Han Feng, who had vowed to train Xiao Chen into a peerless strongman, started to murmur.

"Isn't Prince Xiao a fool?"

Xiao Chen fell to the ground a little disappointed and muttered to himself:

"Do you think it's possible that the Heavenly Master deceived me? In fact, I don't have any immortal qualifications at all, but a complete martial arts waste?"

"Prince Xiao, you can be more confident. That old Taoist priest is definitely lying to you!"

At this moment, Han Feng couldn't see that the Heavenly Master was probably afraid of Xiao Chen's five thousand black armors, so he had no choice but to tell a smooth lie, but when he thought that he had become Xiao Chen's

The martial arts teacher picked up the old Taoist priest's mess, and Han Feng got a big headache!

Don't blame Han Feng for complaining, Xiao Chen's qualifications really can't be taught!

Although he was filled with regret, Han Feng still pretended to come to Xiao Chen's side and said:

"Your Majesty, Wuchenzi is also a well-known martial arts expert in the world. I think I won't lie to you. You might as well show me the two secret books left by Wuchenzi, and I will give the prince some advice!"

Xiao Chen, who was sitting on the ground, hesitated for a moment, thinking that Han Feng was no outsider, and took out the two books he regarded as treasures, "The Way of the Sword" and "The Supreme Sensation Chapter" from his arms!

As a strong swordsman, Han Feng first opened "The Way of the Sword", but after taking a brief look at this gorgeously decorated "Peerless Martial Arts" book, he frowned slightly.

Xiao Chen keenly noticed Han Feng's strangeness and asked: "What? This swordsmanship is very strong?"

Han Feng suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to twitch. What kind of peerless martial arts was this special brew? It was clearly a complete foundation of swordsmanship.

Most of what is depicted above are the most basic movements of kendo, the five postures of stabbing, cutting, splitting, wiping and teasing!

Only in the follow-up was there a sword stance that linked these five movements, but in Han Feng's view, that was just an ordinary sword stance, far from being brilliant.

Han Feng immediately understood Wu Chenzi's good intentions. Xiao Chen's qualifications were indeed only suitable for practicing entry-level swordsmanship.

Han Feng, who couldn't bear to expose the lie, quickly handed over his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, this swordsmanship is incredible, but unfortunately it is extremely complicated. I am afraid it will be difficult for Your Majesty to understand it for a while!"

Xiao Chen slapped his thigh and said, "I knew Master Tian would not lie to me. He also told me so."

Han Feng hurriedly borrowed the donkey's help from the slope and said: "As long as the prince practices this sword technique, he will definitely reach the pinnacle of martial arts in the future. I don't dare to show my shame anymore with my meager skills!"

It can be seen that Han Feng is determined not to teach Xiao Chen martial arts anymore!

Xiao Chen, who didn't hear the true meaning of the words, frowned and thought deeply: "So I want to become a top master in a short while, but I'm afraid it won't work?"

Han Feng lied without blushing and said: "If I could understand this kind of swordsmanship, I would be willing to be unable to make any progress for thirty years!"

Xiao Chen finally nodded with relief.

Well, it's just time. He has plenty of it, and he's not afraid of running out of time to save Du Yingying.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was finally willing to let him go, Han Feng quickly handed "The Way of the Sword" and the "Tai Shang Induction Chapter" that he had never read back to Xiao Chen's hands!

Suddenly seeing the Yang Chen sword placed aside by Xiao Chen, and then looking at the wooden sword in Xiao Chen's hand, Han Feng asked in confusion:

"My lord, why do you practice with a wooden sword? Isn't the Yangchen sword better?"

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, looked at Yang Chen and said seriously:

"After all, it's something my father left to me. I have to be a first- and second-level martial artist to draw it out. I can't ruin the edge of a good sword!"

"Your Majesty's filial piety is really touching!" Han Feng praised Xiao Chen without any sense of restraint, but after all, he felt guilty for deceiving Xiao Chen. Han Feng solemnly reminded him again:

"If you really encounter any crisis, your Majesty, don't care about your realm, just draw your sword and fight the enemy to save your life!"

Xiao Chen laughed and said:
Chapter completed!