Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Inside the Hall of Longevity.

Tang Huang was puzzled.

In his opinion, in order to get rid of the siege of more than a dozen deputy commanders of the forbidden army, the assassin of the blood-killing door used forbidden techniques, and his own state must be underestimated. At this time, the other party has only two choices.

One is desperate to escape from the palace.

The second is to temporarily hide somewhere in the palace to recuperate, and then wait for an opportunity to escape.

But no matter which choice, the other party must be in the palace, and it is impossible to disappear out of thin air.

Emperor Tang had great confidence in the imperial guards. These guards were left over from the old Tang emperor's time, and were later rehabilitated by Li Sheng. It can be said that he was absolutely loyal. The first-rank grandmaster fell into the palace like a fish in a net. It is absolutely impossible to leave silently.

"Continue the search, live to see people, die to see corpses."

Emperor Tang pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "As for the guarding of the Sifang City Gate, you can relax a little bit."

"Relax?"

When the commander of the Imperial Army heard the words, he did not understand it for a long time.

At this moment, the assassins of the Blood Killing Sect are still in the palace, and they should be strictly inspected. How can they relax?

"Humph."

"He is trapped in the palace, and he must always want to leave. Since this is the case, I will give him a chance."

Tang Huang Li Sheng sneered and said slowly.

"It turns out that, Your Majesty Shengming."

The commander of the Imperial Guard suddenly realized.

Emperor Tang asked him to 'relax', not really slack, but deliberately revealing flaws and attracting the other party to take the bait.

"correct."

"There are many people in the East Palace to inspect. No matter where the assassins of the Blood Killing Sect are, the third brother must not have any problems."

Emperor Tang seemed to think of something, said solemnly.

"According to the order."

The commander of the forbidden army bowed and said, and then slowly retreated.

at the same time.

The helm of the blood-killing gate.

A gloomy man with murderous intent all over his body sat on the throne.

He is the sect master of the blood killing sect generation, and he is also the last great master of the blood slaying sect.

Under the premise of the fall of the other three great masters, he must always sit at the helm of the Blood Killing Sect to ensure that no accidents will happen here.

After all, over the past two hundred years, the Blood Killing Sect has almost stretched out its hands to the nations because of their own martial arts myth. Although the nations did not dare to retaliate because of their fear, but now that the Blood Slaying Sect has been severely damaged, they cannot guarantee that the nations will Will not move other careful thought.

"For such a long time, Xue'er has not heard any news, it seems that he missed."

After a long time, the Sect Master of Blood Killing Sect sighed and said slowly.

The Scarlet Mark man went to the palace to assassinate Emperor Tang. He also knew about it, and even the 'breathing jade clothes' was handed over to the Scarlet Mark man.

As the treasure of the blood killing sect, the relics left by the ancestors of mythology, except the sect master, can be misappropriated without authorization.

Originally, the Sect Master of Blood Killing thought that with the 'breath-absorbing jade clothes', the blood-marked man should be able to escape the investigation of the martial arts myth in the palace and successfully assassinate Emperor Tang.

As long as Emperor Tang dies and the country of Tang is in chaos, everything that the Blood Killer Sect pays will be worth it.

As for the martial arts myth who sits in the Tang Palace.

Anyway, the blood killing sect secretly provoked the vassal king, causing the martial arts myth to take action in person, burying ten vassal kings and three top-ranking masters of the blood killing sect thousands of miles apart, which is equivalent to completely offending the martial arts myth.

In this case, even if Blood Killing Sect did not assassinate Emperor Tang, the martial arts myth would not be able to reunite with Blood Slaying Sect, and sooner or later he would have to take action.

"Sect Master, what should I do now?" the two blood-killing guards next to him asked in a low voice.

As blood-killing guardians, although they are not of the highest strength, they are also the peak of the first-rank, but at this time, the voices of these two guardians have become cautious.

The two guardians are very clear that now the sect master of the blood killing sect is in extreme anger, if they say something wrong and annoy the sect master again, I am afraid it is not a good thing.

"How is it good?"

The Sect Master of the Blood Killing Sect lowered his head and thought for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "Dismiss the disciples in the Sect and distribute them all over the world."

This is also the last retreat for the sect master who dared to assassinate Tang Huang.

He knew that this move might completely offend the martial arts myth, but he still did it.

Because as long as the disciples of the blood killing sect are scattered all over the world, the martial arts myth in the palace has nothing to do with the blood killing sect.

Martial arts mythology is invincible in the world, but it is almost impossible to accurately target the blood killing disciples from the countless populations in the world.

Generally speaking, a martial artist who has just entered the martial arts mythology will have his own spiritual sense shrouded in the whole body at most ten miles.

Although the radius of ten miles is very large, compared to the whole world, it is not worth mentioning.

Unless the martial arts myth is willing to spend hundreds of years, travel to every corner of the world, and use the shroud of spiritual sense to find the disciples of the blood killing sect.

But this is the most unlikely thing.

Martial arts myth itself is only five hundred years old, how could it be possible to pay such a large price to find trouble in blood killing?

"Yes."

The two blood-killing door guardians next to them showed their hearts.

The blood killing sect was forced to dismiss the disciples, and it was definitely at the last moment.

"Sect Master, when will we be able to gather disciples again?" one of the guardians couldn't help asking.

"quickly."

The Sect Master of Blood Killing Sect shook his head and said in a low voice.

The myths of the martial arts of the past dynasties will hardly stay on this continent for a long time. After ten or twenty years at most, they will cross the sea and go away, which is an ordinary and real road to longevity.

In ten or twenty years, the Blood Killing Sect can fully afford to wait.

Tang Palace.

Right Spring Square.

Naturally, Su Qin didn't know. Before he could make a move, he was so frightened that the blood-killing sect, which all countries were terrified of, took the initiative to dismiss the disciples in the sect.

Maybe Su Qin would laugh even if he knew.

The retreat path of the sect master of the blood-killing gate may be useful for other martial arts myths, and can help the blood-killing gate to block the revenge of a martial arts myth.

But in Su Qin's eyes, it is not worth mentioning.

Other warriors who have just entered the martial arts mythology have their spiritual senses covering a radius of more than ten miles at most, but Su Qin is not a newcomer, but an Arhat Venerable who is close to the fifth heaven.

In addition, Su Qin has the eye of truth and the technique of looking at heaven and man.

With these two supernatural powers and secret techniques, Su Qin can completely see the entire Tang Kingdom in an instant.

To put it simply, if Su Qin really intends to lock down every blood-killing disciple scattered all over the world, it will only take a few days at most, not hundreds of years.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong."

"The power of thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants."

Su Qin sat cross-legged, faintly appearing the sound of roaring dragons. If you look closely, you will find that the breath is flowing, sometimes condensing into a sky-reaching giant elephant stepping on the sky and earth, but condensing into a golden real dragon roaring up to the sky.

to the end.

All the breaths quickly converged and merged into Su Qin's body.

"Dragon and Elephant Prajna Gong has finally been accomplished."

Su Qin slowly opened his eyes with joy on his face.