Everyone came over, except for the chaotic mentality and the irritating words of "Zhenlong" chess game and Jiumozhi, everyone looked at them.

As the prince, Xiong Qi was dressed in a powerful and powerful prince, even though he was traveling in a civilian clothes, and he looked very rich and powerful.

Not to mention this, the most eye-catching thing was the "Iron Uniform Guard" who surrounded him.

Xiong Qi personally took action to condense a drop of essence for the "Iron Uniform Guard" of King Shen's Mansion. Therefore, the origin of life is nearly ten times that of ordinary people, and everyone's martial arts qualifications are extremely high.

In addition, the royal family spent a lot of money to purchase precious medicinal materials to assist in cultivation, nearly half of these loyal guards trained since childhood, namely, fifty or sixty people cultivated the tiger roar golden bell cover and the dragon roar iron cloth shirt to great success.

In the world of Xiaonao, everyone is a person like Xue Youyi, and ordinary swords are not hurt!

If such a person appears here alone, he will not be ranked. After all, there are many innate masters present, and he is not taken seriously by just practicing great masters.

But nearly twenty "Iron-couple Guards" were arranged neatly, with their waists and swords, and their steps followed Xiong Qi in a row. Each of them had a high temple and their steps were solid, which invisibly put huge pressure on everyone present.

Xiong Qi's expectations for the "Iron Uniform Guard" are an invincible general on the battlefield. All training methods are in this direction, and the military formation is naturally one of them.

Therefore, when they lined up, although there was no noise, they had a momentum of thousands of troops.

Except for Duan Yu and his party, they are all in the world. How have you seen such a formation?

For a moment, everyone on the field looked at Xiong Qi and others in surprise, and their eyes kept swimming back and forth between Xiong Qi and the "Iron Uniform Guard".

The middle-aged monk who had been bewitching Murong Fu's suicide, namely Jiumozhi, also looked at him in surprise, and even Murong Fu in front of him was reluctant to worry about it.

As the national teacher of Tubo, he naturally had seen elite soldiers and generals, but he was as surging as the "Iron Uniform Guard" behind Xiong Qi, but he was so strict and uniform, just like a team of one person, but he had never seen it before.

"Not like this!"

At this moment, a voice exclaimed.

Everyone heard a "sneer" sound, and Murong Fu, who was about to commit suicide, swayed the sword in his hand, and fell to the ground with a sound.

It turned out that everyone was attracted by Xiong Qi and his party, but they didn't notice that Murong Fu finally lost his mind and wiped his sword into his neck. His generals couldn't save him. Only Duan Yu was in a hurry to use the Six-Meridian Divine Sword and shot down the sword in his hand.

Xiong Qi was attracted by the Six-Meridian Divine Sword and looked at Duan Yu.

"Young Master Duan, what a six-mechanical divine sword!"

Jiumozhi smiled and then stopped looking at Murong Fu and others, and stood up and walked towards Xiong Qi.

Murong Fu survived the disaster, unlike his cousin Wang Yuyan and Bao, he would not mention the storm.

Jiumozhi walked up to Xiong Qi, looked at the "Iron Uniform Guard" behind him, folded his hands together, looked like a great monk with a solemn appearance, and asked:

"This donor is of extraordinary character. The old monk has never heard of such a hero in the Central Plains. I wonder what to call him?"

Looking at Jiumozhi who was well-polite in front of him, Xiong Qi knew that this guy was hiding a knife in his smile, and his martial arts skills were extremely powerful. He was not innate, so he might not be his opponent.

With a slight smile, Xiong Qi said:

"But Tubo national teacher Master Jiumozhi? Zhao Qi, the king of Shen in the lower Song Dynasty, is very honorable to see the master here!"

Xiong Qi didn't even think about hiding his identity, so he just told him about his identity directly.

The Song Dynasty was less than a hundred years old. Although it had not yet recaptured the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, it was far from the time of its decline in the later period, and there was no "Jingkang Shame" decades later. It still had a strong reputation and occupied the orthodox world.

Although the Liao Kingdom is now strong in military strength and surpasses Song Ting, it is still regarded as a barbarian and not accepted by the people of the world.

The Liao Kingdom was truly nominally better than the Song Dynasty. It regarded itself as a "brother" and had to wait until the "Chanyuan Alliance", which happened after the death of Song Zhezong Zhao Xu.

Although the Song Dynasty today is not as powerful as the Tang Dynasty, it is the center of orthodox in the hearts of the people of the world.

Therefore, when he heard Xiong Qi reveal his origin, the people present immediately looked at each other.

Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, it has always been promoting literature and suppressing martial arts. Not to mention the prince, any sesame official would not bother to walk around the world. When he suddenly saw the prince of the dynasty, these people in the world were naturally surprised.

Many people even made surprise sounds.

Even a green-robed monster with no legs suddenly appeared, and looked at Xiong Qi with a look of surprise.

Murong Fu, who was talking to his family generals, suddenly looked up and looked at Xiong Qi.

"So it's the wise king of the Song Dynasty, no wonder he has such a charm!"

Jiumozhi was shocked, raised his eyes and looked at Xiong Qi carefully, and said:

"The old monk was in Tubo, and I heard that King Shen of the Song Dynasty was good at martial arts but not literary. When I saw him today, he was indeed very heroic and powerful!"

"hehe!"

Xiong Qi smiled and said:

"The master has been awarded too much. I am not very proficient in martial arts. I am just a little bit good at fists and feet. How can I be the national teacher's reward!"

Jiumozhi deliberately tried it, but he was hypocritical and polite. Xiong Qi was not bad. Not only did Jiumozhi's martial arts skills, he was in a match for him, the prince. At that moment, the two of them started chatting with each other.

"The prince has been traveling here, I wonder what is the price to do?"

After a few greetings, Jiumozhi asked.

"hehe!"

Xiong Qi smiled slightly, looked around, and finally looked at the chessboard in front of the wooden house, and smiled:

"I am in the capital. I heard that a hermit set up a 'Zhenlong' chess game to invite talented people from all over the world to break the game. It just so happened that I have some experience in Go, so I came to try it!"

"I see!"

Jiumozhi put his palms together and glanced at Murong Fu inadvertently, and said:

"The old monk and many people have tried it, but the chess skills are not good, and they are narrow-minded and unsolvable. However, the prince is the orthodox royal family, and he is a righteous and broad-minded person. I believe that the 'Zhenlong' chess game is no problem!"

Who is Xiong Qi? I immediately saw Jiumozhi's thoughts. This guy has no ordinary bad intentions towards Murong Fu. Didn't he claim to be a confidant with Murong Bo?

He was too lazy to care about these things, so he broke the "Zhenlong" chess game as soon as possible, obtained the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect, and promoted to the innate as soon as possible.

But just as Xiong Qi was about to speak, a sarcastic voice came over.

"No, no, it may not be orthodox, and it may not be a righteous person. What's wrong with the prince? Playing chess has nothing to do with identity!"

Xiong Qi looked over coldly and saw a middle-aged man next to Murong Fu, shaking his head and talking to himself.

Needless to say, such an ignorant guy must be the second funny guy in Tianlong.

The Prince of Song naturally would not have any good feelings for the Xianbei Murong who was determined to rebel and attempted to restore Yan State. Xiong Qi's face sank and shouted:

"Where are the rude people coming from? Palm!"

‘Swoosh’

As soon as Xiong Qi finished speaking, a shadow crossed several feet like a ghost, came to Bao Duan, and slapped it in the face, then shook it back to Xiong Qi.

It was He An who had been practicing "Sunflower Book" for eight years. His skills may not be as good as most of the people present, but his body skills are unpredictable and he is extremely good at sneak attacks, which makes people unable to defend themselves.

Before Murong Fu recovered from suicide, Bao Duo and others had ordinary martial arts. He An just kept his palms and did not kill people, but he left when he touched them. He went back and forth like lightning, and he actually succeeded in an instant.
Chapter completed!