Chapter 126: The Tragic Tubo Prince!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host. Disciple Xiao Feng has stepped into the innate realm. He will be rewarded with 1000 prestige points and 50 mentor points. The main task can be submitted. May the host submit the main task?"

The cold and mechanical voice of the system sounded in Xiao Tian's mind, making Xiao Tian's movements pause.

Fortunately, after Xiao Feng stepped into the innate realm, he was already able to sort out the zhenqi in his body that had skyrocketed due to swallowing living Buddha relics, so the interruption of Xiao Tian's movements did not have any impact on Xiao Feng.

"Not submitting for now," Xiao Tian ordered in his heart, and then turned his gaze to Jiumozhi.

"I don't know what the use of this living Buddhist relic is, but I am very aware of the use of the Martial Dao Golden Elixir," Xiao Tian joked as he looked at Jiumozhi, who had an earthy face.

The so-called "living Buddha relic" is actually the golden elixir of martial arts left behind by Zen martial arts golden elixir level powerhouses!

"Hmph!" Jiumozhi snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency is superb, I admire you!"

Then he turned his head to look at the thirty-nine Dalun Temple disciples, and said with a gloomy expression, "Withdraw!"

After speaking, he performed lightness kung fu and fled towards the outside of Juxian Manor.

Thirty-nine Dalun Temple disciples hurriedly followed.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, when Jiumozhi and the thirty-nine Dalun Temple disciples left, they didn't take the Tubo prince with them.

Because Xiao Tian didn't speak, none of the Central Plains martial arts masters stepped forward to stop Jinlun Fawang and his party.

Seeing Jiumozhi leaving easily, the Tubo prince felt relieved, and ran towards the direction where Jiumozhi and the Dalun Temple disciples left.

As a result, as soon as he ran under the arena, he was grabbed by the collar and thrown back to an empty arena.

Jiumozhi and the thirty-nine Dalun Temple disciples were just thugs at best, and they left as soon as they left.

Besides, if Xiao Tian didn't make a move, it would take a lot of effort for everyone present to stop Jiumozhi and the thirty-nine Dalun Temple disciples from joining forces.

In the end, there may not be any benefits!

No one is willing to do such a thankless person!

But the Tubo prince is different. He was the one who deserved to be beaten the most. How could all the Central Plains martial arts masters let him go?

"Senior Xiao, what should we do with this man?" After a Central Plains martial arts master threw the Tubo prince into the ring, a lone Jianghu figure walked out from the crowd, cupped his hands at Xiao Tian, ​​and said respectfully.

Murong Bo and Abbot Xuanci didn't open their mouths, they didn't make a move when the Tubo prince provoked Jiumozhi before, and it's not convenient to speak now.

"It's up to you, just don't disturb me," Xiao Tian waved his hand and said casually.

He never cared about this Tubo prince, let alone a mere Tubo prince, even the prince of the Great Song Dynasty was no different from shoes to him.

Anyway, they are all the type to kick when they want to!

The Jianghu people who were present were overjoyed when they heard Xiao Tian's words, and then they all turned their attention to the Tubo prince.

"Your Highness the Prince was very rampant just now!" A strong man walked out of the crowd and said with a grinning grin: "I want to learn His Highness's unrivaled martial arts!"

Speaking of which, the strong man stepped directly onto the ring, stood still opposite the Tubo prince, and squeezed his fingers so loudly!

Seeing this, the Tubo prince turned pale with fright. He knew exactly how much he weighed. If this strong man hit him with a punch, would he still fall apart?

"Can, can we not fight?" the Tubo prince asked tremblingly.