Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Inside Youchunfang.

The blood-marked man settled down, looked around quickly, made sure there was no ambush, and then set his eyes on the man sitting cross-legged not far away.

"Is he Su Qin?"

The blood-marked man didn't take action immediately, because he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of internal power from Su Qin, and the other party was just an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts.

In the face of an ordinary person, even if the blood-marked man just used the forbidden technique and his strength was greatly damaged, he did not think there was any threat.

Just when the heart held by the blood-stained man finally slowly let go.

It was a sudden shock.

"wrong!"

"Very wrong!"

The blood-marked man's pupils shrank fiercely, and he finally noticed the abnormality here.

Quiet.

It's too quiet here.

You must know that the blood-marked man was about to assassinate Emperor Tang just now, and he still failed. It stands to reason that the imperial palace should be full of patrols and searches by the Imperial Army.

but now.

The blood-marked man did not hear any sound, as if the place was completely isolated from the outside world.

After thinking about this, the blood-marked man's face turned pale, and he vaguely felt that he should not come to the East Palace.

"You assassinated Emperor Tang just now?"

At this time, Su Qin glanced at the blood-marked man and said casually.

When the blood-marked man broke into Youchunfang, he fell into the great formation of heaven and earth, which alarmed Su Qin.

Then Su Qin reached out his spiritual sense and enveloped the palace, so he probably knew what happened.

"No wonder he dared to come to the palace, so he relied on the 'breathing' treasure on his body?"

Su Qin just glanced at the blood-marked man, and realized that the other party was wearing an invisible, transparent, faintly blood-colored robe.

To be honest, with the protection of this 'clothing thread', the blood-marked man's breath almost turns into nothingness. If you encounter some warriors who are new to martial arts mythology, you may be able to escape.

Of course, it is also limited to the martial arts myths of Yizhongtian.

Once faced with the martial arts myth of the Second Layer Heaven, the effect of this 'clothing thread' will be greatly reduced. In the third layer of heaven, this 'clothing thread' can almost be ignored.

As for Venerable Arhat, who is close to the Great Perfection of the Fifth Heaven, like Su Qin, the 'clothes' on the man with the blood-colored mark has long since lost its breath-holding effect.

"Breathing Treasure?"

"How did you know?"

The blood-marked man's heart was cold.

You know, the 'breath-absorbing' jade clothes on him can hide the real martial arts myth, but Su Qin saw through it at a glance.

How is this possible? !

The more the blood-marked man thought about it, the more his scalp became numb.

Between the lightning and flint, an incredible thought suddenly flashed in the mind of the blood-marked man.

Could the man named Su Qin in front of him be the martial arts myth in the palace?

Thinking of this, the blood-marked man began to tremble all over, and an unprecedented remorse suddenly appeared in his heart.

He can't run well, even if he stays in the Hall of Longevity and fights with more than a dozen first-grade grandmasters, it is far better than running in front of a martial arts myth.

The blood-marked man suddenly had the illusion that he had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den again.

wrong.

This is no longer a tiger's den.

It's the Dragon's Nest and the Phoenix's Nest.

"Who are you?" Su Qin glanced at the blood-marked man who was trembling and asked.

"I'm."

The blood-marked man opened his mouth, and his expression immediately became respectful.

If his guess is true, Su Qin is really the martial arts myth in the palace, then at this moment, there is no choice but to be respectful.

"Blood Killing Sect contemporary blood killing son, I've seen senior." The blood-marked man lowered his head and said, not daring to look directly at Su Qin.

Although in the eyes of the blood-marked man, Su Qin was very young, and he didn't look as big as him.

But if Su Qin is really a martial arts myth, what is the appearance of youth?

For any martial arts myth, rejuvenation and youth are as simple as eating and drinking.

Su Qin looks very young, but maybe he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years?

"Blood Killer?"

"Blood killer?"

Su Qin's face was thoughtful.

He has stayed in the palace for more than ten years, and after reading all the ancient books in the palace, he naturally knows the organization of Blood Killing Sect.

Today, the last martial arts myth is from the blood killing door.

Since two hundred years ago, the martial arts myth of the Blood Killing Sect disappeared across the sea, and there has never been a martial arts myth in the world.

Of course, with the exception of Su Qin.

As for the blood killing son, it is the core disciple of the blood killing sect, the future blood killing sect master.

The blood killing art practiced by each generation of blood killing sons is passed down from the martial arts myth of the blood killing sect two hundred years ago.

"This time, my bloody murder has disturbed the seniors, and I deserve to die. After I go back, I will definitely come to the door to apologize."

The blood-marked man bowed and said.

He deliberately repeated the three words "blood killing" twice, just to make Su Qin feel a little bit jealous.

After all, although the martial arts myth of the blood-killing gate disappeared across the sea, it did not completely fall.

If Su Qin had some fear in his heart, it would be his only hope.

"I see."

Su Qin nodded slightly, "You can die."

Su Qin raised his hand slightly and grabbed it casually towards the void.

In an instant, an invisible wave instantly enveloped the entire Youchunfang.

The air, vitality, everything froze and solidified under this wave, and the blood-marked man only felt like a bug in the lake, and it was extremely difficult to move, let alone escape.

"what!"

There was a strong sense of panic on the face of the blood-marked man, but under the crushing of absolute strength, the blood-marked man could only watch himself die.

Sudden.

Just when the blood-marked man was about to be crushed.

hum!

I saw a blood-colored token on the blood-marked man suddenly glowing with blood.

Immediately after.

A stalwart figure wearing a blood-colored robe and scarlet eyes emerged from the token.

"It's the ancestor!"

The blood-marked man saw this scene with joy on his face.

The blood-colored token on his body is the identity proof of each generation of blood killers. It is said that it was left by the martial arts myth of the blood killer two hundred years ago.

The blood-marked man originally thought that this token was just a token, but now it seems that there is still a backhand left by the martial arts myth of the blood-killing gate.

"Kill my disciple."

As soon as the illusory figure in the blood-colored robe appeared, he looked at Su Qin who was sitting cross-legged not far away.

Immediately after.

The illusory figure in the blood-colored robe saw Su Qin casually grab the Void's right hand and hold it gently.

next moment.

The illusory figure in this blood-colored robe showed an incredible color, and the entire figure began to shatter, and finally turned into nothingness and vanished into ashes.

"This is?"

When the blood-stained man saw this devastating scene, he immediately stayed in place, unable to believe it.