In the right spring square.
The man with the scarlet mark collected himself, quickly looked around, and after confirming that there was no ambush, he set his eyes on the man sitting cross-legged not far away.
"Is he Su Qin?"
The man with the blood mark didn't make a move immediately, because he didn't feel any fluctuation of internal force from Su Qin, and the other party was an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts at all.
But facing an ordinary person, even if the man with the blood mark had just used a forbidden technique and his strength was greatly reduced, he didn't think there was any threat.
Just when the heart held by the man with the blood mark was finally slowly put down.
It was a sudden shock.
"wrong!"
"It's very wrong!"
The blood-colored man's pupils shrank fiercely, and he finally noticed the abnormality here.
Quiet.
It's so quiet here.
You know, the man with the Scarlet Mark was planning to assassinate Emperor Tang just now, and he still failed. Logically speaking, the imperial palace should be full of guards patrolling and searching.
but now.
The man with the blood mark didn't hear any sound, as if this place was completely isolated from the outside world.
Thinking of this, the man with the bloody imprint turned pale slightly, and vaguely felt that he shouldn't have come to the Eastern Palace.
"You assassinated Emperor Tang just now?"
At this time, Su Qin glanced at the man with the scarlet imprint, and said casually.
When the blood-colored imprinted man broke into Youchunfang, he fell into the heaven and earth formation, which alarmed Su Qin.
Then Su Qin came out with his divine sense and enveloped the Hui Palace, so he probably knew what happened.
"No wonder you dare to come to the palace, so you rely on the treasure of 'Lianxi' on your body?"
Su Qin just glanced at the man with the bloody imprint, and realized that the man with the bloody imprint was wearing an invisible, transparent, faintly bloody thread of clothing.
To be honest, with the protection of this 'thread of clothing', the man's aura of the blood-red imprint is almost reduced to nothingness. If he encounters some warriors who are new to the myth of martial arts, they may really be able to escape.
Of course, it is also limited to the martial arts myths of the first heaven.
Once faced with the Myth of the Martial Arts of the Second Heaven, the effect of this 'cloth thread' will be greatly reduced. If it is the third heaven, it can almost ignore this 'clothes thread'.
As for the Venerable Arhat like Su Qin who is close to the great perfection of the fifth heaven, the 'cloth thread' on the man with the blood mark has long since lost its breath-holding effect.
"The treasure of interest?"
"How did you know?"
The blood-colored man's heart was cold.
You must know that the 'restraining breath' jade dress on him can hide the real martial arts myth, but in the end Su Qin saw through it at a glance.
How is this possible? !
The more the blood-colored man thought about it, the more numb his scalp became.
In the blink of an eye, an unbelievable thought suddenly flashed in the mind of the man with the blood mark.
Could this man named Su Qin in front of him be the martial arts myth sitting in the palace
Thinking of this, the man with the scarlet imprint began to tremble all over, and an unprecedented remorse suddenly surged in his heart.
It's not good for him to run anywhere, even if he stays in the Hall of Longevity and fights with a dozen first-rank masters, it is far better than running in front of a martial arts myth.
The man with the scarlet imprint 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 trembling blood-colored man and asked.
"I am."
The man with the blood mark opened his mouth, and his expression immediately became respectful.
If his guess in his heart is true, and Su Qin is really the martial arts myth sitting in the palace, then at this moment, he has no choice but to be respectful.
"Xueshamen's contemporary Xueshazi, I have seen seniors," said the man with the blood mark, bowing his head, not daring to look directly at Su Qin.
Although in the eyes of the man with the scarlet imprint, Su Qin is very young and doesn't look as old as him.
But if Su Qin is really a martial arts myth, what is his youthful appearance
For any martial arts myth, rejuvenation and eternal youth are as simple as eating and drinking.
Su Qin looks very young on the surface, but maybe he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years
"Blood killing door?"
"Blood kill?"
Su Qin looked thoughtful.
He has stayed in the palace for more than ten years, looked through all the ancient books in the palace, and naturally knew the organization of Blood Killing Gate.
In today's world, the last martial arts myth comes from Xueshamen.
Since the martial arts myth of Xueshamen crossed the sea and disappeared two hundred years ago, there has never been a martial arts myth in the world.
Of course, except for Su Qin.
As for Xueshazi, he is the core disciple of Xueshamen and the future master of Xueshamen.
The Xuesha Jue practiced by each generation of Xueshazi is passed down from the martial arts myth of the Xueshamen two hundred years ago.
"This time I killed the door with blood and disturbed the seniors. I deserve death. After I go back, I will definitely come to the door to apologize."
The blood-colored man bowed and said.
He deliberately repeated the words "blood killing the door" twice, just to make Su Qin feel a little afraid.
After all, although the martial arts myth of Xueshamen disappeared across the sea, it did not completely fall away.
If Su Qin had a bit of fear in his heart, it would be his only chance of survival.
"I see."
Su Qin nodded slightly, "You can die."
Su Qin raised his hand slightly, and grabbed at the void.
In an instant, an invisible fluctuation enveloped the entire Youchunfang.
The air, vitality, everything froze and solidified under this wave of fluctuations. The man with the blood mark felt as if he was a bug trapped in a lake, and it was extremely difficult to move, let alone escape.
"ah!"
A deep sense of panic appeared on the face of the man with the blood mark, but under the pressure of absolute strength, the man with the blood mark could only watch him go to death.
Sudden.
Just when the blood-colored imprinted man was about to be crushed.
hum!
A bloody token on the man with the bloody imprint suddenly glowed with blood.
Immediately afterwards.
A stalwart figure wearing a blood-colored robe and scarlet eyes emerged from the token.
"It's the patriarch!"
Seeing this scene, the man with the blood mark had joy on his face.
The bloody token on his body is the identity proof of each generation of Xueshazi, and it is said that it was left behind by the martial arts myth of Xueshamen two hundred years ago.
The blood-colored imprinted man originally thought that this token was just a token, but now it seems that there is a backhand left by the martial arts myth of Xueshamen.
"Kill my disciple."
As soon as the phantom figure in the blood-colored robe appeared, he looked at Su Qin who was sitting cross-legged not far away.
Immediately afterwards.
The phantom figure in the blood-colored robe saw Su Qin casually grabbing Void's right hand and gently holding it.
next moment.
The phantom figure in the blood-colored robe showed an incredible color, and the whole figure began to shatter, and finally turned into nothingness, and disappeared in ashes.
"This is?"
Seeing this devastating scene, the blood-colored man froze in place, in disbelief.
(end of this chapter)