Chapter 1595

Tuoba Zheng's face instantly turned red and he jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He pointed at Chu Shao Yang and shouted, "You … … You traitorous spy, you dare mock this prince! This prince will fight it out with you! "

Chu Shao Yang's words had stabbed the most painful part of his heart.

The South Yue Emperor had five sons and one daughter. He was ranked second, so his status was only below the eldest prince. However, he was given the title of a duke while the eldest and third princes were given the titles of princes.

The other four princes and fifth princes were also given the title of duke because they were not yet crowned.

Tuoba Zheng had always been puzzled. Among all the princes, he was one of the best in terms of military achievements and martial arts. Why did his Imperial Father only confer him the title of Duke while his Eldest Brother and Third Brother were conferred the title of Imperial Prince even though they were inferior to him in all aspects?

Everyone knew about this matter and all the ministers were discussing it behind his back, using it as a laughing stock, but no one dared to mention it in front of Tuoba Zheng.

Everyone knew that he had a fiery temper and cared about his face, so no one dared to let him know about it.

But there were no walls in this world that didn't have a crack. The criticism of the ministers behind his back still reached Tuoba Zheng's ears. He flew into a rage, but there was nothing he could do.

However, Chu Shao Yang was the only one that dared to mention this matter in front of him, so he couldn't help but fly into a rage!

He pulled out the saber from his waist and slashed at Chu Shao Yang's chest. In his rage, he completely ignored the strict rule of not fighting in the army.

"Royal Prince, are you going to fight with this king?" Chu Shao Yang was not panicked at all. His two fingers gently caught the back of the saber and the saber could not move forward at all.

Tuoba Zheng tried to take it back, but the saber did not move at all. It was like it had taken root in Chu Shao Yang's hand.

"Royal Prince, you can't! Royal Prince, please calm down! "

His personal guards saw this and quickly grabbed him by the waist. They tried to persuade him, "Royal Prince, you can't do this. The army has strict rules to not fight in private. Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

These Tuoba Zheng's personal guards had all appeared on the field before, so they had personally seen how Chu Shao Yang had cut off Wu Chengzhi's head with lightning speed. He had lightly jumped off the high platform, his feet not touching the ground, just like a general flying through the air to cut off a person's head.

This scene was deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone present, causing them to shudder at the thought of it.

They were afraid that Chu Shao Yang would take out his sword and cut off the royal prince's head in a fit of rage.

Because this matter had been started by the royal prince, even if Chu Shao Yang cut off his head, the emperor would not say anything.

Tuoba Zheng's body turned cold as he let go of the blade on his waist. He glared at Chu Shao Yang with his chest heaving up and down, filled with anger.