"Great King Xiao, I didn't expect to see you here." Zhao Min stood up and saluted the man. Each of the Wulin world's guests in the main hall had already realized Zhao Min's distinguished status. Seeing her courteously greet the big man who came in, they all turned their heads to see who it was.
The man was tall and strong, around thirty years of age. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth. He had a square face and looked very powerful.
Seeing the familiar figure next to Xiao Feng, Song Qingshu was surprised, "Yelu Nanxian?" Seeing her respectfully standing half a step behind the man and thinking about how Zhao Min addressed him, he couldn't help but think, "Could it be Xiao Feng?"
Xiao Feng was also startled by the tense atmosphere in the inn. However, he was bold and daring, so he directly passed through the lobby and arrived beside Zhao Min. "Ever since we parted last time, you still look as graceful as ever. Eh, this is?" Hua Zheng, who was sitting beside Zhao Min, clearly had a high status. Xiao Feng was startled.
Zhao Min held Hua Zheng's hand and smiled, "Aunt, let me introduce you. This is Liao's Southern Courtyard's Great King Xiao Feng. Great King Xiao, this is my aunt, Princess Hua Zheng."
"So it's the world famous Great King Xiao." Hua Zheng's eyes brightened. Although she had been depressed these years because of Guo Jing, she was still a girl from the Mongolian grasslands. Respecting heroes was an instinct.
In the past few years, Xiao Feng's name could be said to have shaken the world. His martial arts were invincible in the Central Plains. Later, he took the head of a general from an army of ten thousand and saved the emperor of Liao, Yelu Hongji. He was given the title of Southern Courtyard's Southern Courtyard's King. After many years of expeditions, he saved Liao, which was on the verge of collapse. Now, Liao could stand between the Jin and Qing Dynasties without falling.
"Greetings, Princess." Xiao Feng's first impression of the heroic Hua Zheng was very good.
"Who is this young lady?" When Zhao Min saw Yelu Nanxian standing behind Xiao Feng, she was instantly captivated by her unique temperament. Although Yelu Nanxian was beautiful, the deepest impression she gave others was that she was like an unsheathed sword.
"This is my Liao's Cheng 'an Princess, Yelu Nanxian." Xiao Feng introduced with a smile. Beside him, Yelu Nanxian nodded in acknowledgment.
"I've long heard that Princess is the most outstanding young master in the Great Liao Dynasty. Now that I've seen you in person, you truly deserve your reputation." Zhao Min's duty in Mongolia was to take care of the various kingdoms' ministers, as well as matters related to the jianghu. Therefore, when she heard Yelu Nanxian's name, the relevant information quickly surfaced in her mind.
"Compared to the many experts under the Ruyang Palace's banner, they are not worth mentioning." Although Yelu Nanxian's words were modest, her attitude was neither servile nor overbearing.
From the moment she walked into the inn, whether it was the frequency of her breathing or her calm demeanor, no one really doubted her martial arts attainments.
"By the way, when I came in just now, I saw that Princess's subordinates were about to fight with someone. What is going on?" After some small talk, Xiao Feng threw out the question in his mind.
"I accidentally revealed my identity, and these Jin experts took the opportunity to hold me hostage to threaten the Ruyang Palace." Zhao Min said pitifully. She knew that the Mongolian-Liao alliance alone was not enough, but if the Khitans' hatred for the Jurchens was used, Xiao Feng would not sit idly by. As for the mysterious master, Ximen Chuixue, she naturally categorized him as one of the masters of the Jin Kingdom.
"Jin?" Xiao Feng's eyes widened. Back then, Liao was almost destroyed by the Jin, and its fate was similar to that of the Northern Song Dynasty. Many imperial concubines and princesses were kidnapped by the Jin, and even the imperial tombs of Liao were dug out by the greedy Jin. Every Khitan hated the Jin to the bone.
After Xiao Feng and Wu Sangui stopped fighting, he heard the news that the Manchurian Qing Dynasty was preparing to completely eradicate the Golden Snake Battalion. The Qing Dynasty had always been the Jin's most solid ally, and had been fighting with Liao for many years. Xiao Feng certainly did not want to see the Qing Dynasty eliminate its internal troubles.
It just so happened that Yelu Nanxian was on the way to Shandong, waiting for an opportunity. When she passed by Xiao Feng's territory, Xiao Feng remembered that he had not set foot in the Central Plains for many years after leaving the Beggar Sect, so he came with her to Qiao Village.
Along the way, the two discussed the current situation for a long time, and finally agreed that no matter what, they should help the Golden Snake Battalion and leave a "big tumor" in the Manchurian Qing.
Hearing Zhao Min's words, Xiao Feng looked at the Jin people, and when he saw the appearance of the man in embroidered clothes, he could not help but be shocked and angry, "Wanyan Liang? Give me your life! "His figure flashed, and he attacked in that direction with his palm.
It turned out that the man in embroidered clothes was the Jin General Wanyan Liang, who had often led troops to invade Liao. Xiao Feng had led troops to confront him several times, because the Jin army was strong, and because Wanyan Liang was proficient in the art of war, but in the end, he did not gain any advantage.
In addition, it was Wanyan Liang's father, Wanyan Zonggan, who had led the Jin army to loot the Imperial Mausoleum of Liao. Now that he had come out lightly, how could Xiao Feng let go of this heaven-sent opportunity?
Seeing Xiao Feng attack from so far away, Qiu Qianren, who was guarding Wanyan Liang, did not think much of it. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, an earth-shattering force would come at him? Qiu Qianren was shocked, and quickly used his Iron Palm to block it.
Whether it was Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm or Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, they were both the most ferocious palm techniques in the world. The force produced by their fight was even more violent than the one produced by Ouyang Feng and Jinlun Fawang. The nearby tables, chairs, and floorboards were all shattered.
Qiu Qianren used the recoil force to retreat a few feet, and stood in front of Wanyan Liang to protect him. At this time, the other guards finally reacted, and all drew their weapons and rushed forward.
To be able to serve as Wanyan Liang's guards, they were all highly skilled martial artists. Who would have thought that Xiao Feng's fierce expression would cause a Jin Kingdom warrior to vomit blood and fall to the ground with every move he made?
Qiu Qianren was shocked, after the exchange of blows, his blood was in turmoil, and he felt like vomiting, but Xiao Feng continued to fight with the guards as if nothing had happened.
"North Qiao Peak's reputation is indeed well-deserved."
A thought flashed through Qiu Qianren's mind. He couldn't just watch as these elite guards were killed by Xiao Feng as if he was chopping melons and vegetables. He quickly adjusted his internal energy and rushed forward to meet Xiao Feng.
Seeing that Xiao Feng was not far away, Ouyang Feng was both shocked and angry. He could no longer care about the Guardian of the Vajra School, and took a big step forward, striking towards Xiao Feng's back.
At this time, Yelu Nanxian had also arrived with her sword in hand. In truth, she had followed Xiao Feng the moment she saw him move, but Xiao Feng's speed was too fast, making it seem as if she had been delayed for a long time. Seeing Ouyang Feng sneak attack from behind, Yelu Nanxian quickly raised her sword to meet the attack.
Seeing the sharp sword coming at him, Ouyang Feng dodged to the side, his palm striking the sword. A loud dragon's roar resounded, and the sword in Yelu Nanxian's hand actually snapped in half. Ouyang Feng's other hand arrived in a flash, Yelu Nanxian gritted her teeth and stabbed forward with her broken sword.
Palm and sword collided, Ouyang Feng was unharmed, but Yelu Nanxian felt a sharp pain in her palm, losing her grip on the sword and sending it flying back.
Fortunately, Yelu Nanxian's movement skill was good, she somersaulted in midair, avoiding the fate of being seriously injured by her own sword. Not far away, the Xuan Ming Elders' expressions changed, quickly striking out with their palms to deflect the incoming broken sword.
After Yelu Nanxian's interruption, Xiao Feng was able to free up his hands, taking advantage of the gap between him and Qiu Qianren to exchange more than ten moves with Ouyang Feng. In the end, taking advantage of the rebounding force, he grabbed Yelu Nanxian's shoulder and returned to Zhao Min's side.
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