Sign In Buddha’s Palm

"Down the Tang Kingdom?"

The expressions of the other sons of the other feudal lords changed.

Now that the Tang army has swept the ten kings, it is almost a general trend. Rather than waiting for the fief to be broken, it is better to surrender, maybe in exchange for half a lifetime of wealth?

Just when several disciples of the vassal kings were heartbroken.

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

"surrender?"

"Others who surrender may live."

"But as the direct sons of the vassal kings, you will surely die."

I saw a man dressed in white with a faint blood mark on his forehead walking out quietly.

"You are?!"

The expressions of the descendants of the vassal kings changed drastically.

"Are you a blood killer?"

Only the first son of King Shuofang said solemnly.

"Blood Killer?"

The other sons of the feudal lords looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces.

If it wasn't for those who killed the blood to provoke in the middle, the ten kings would not have the courage to rebel.

If there was no rebellion, there would be no such thing as today.

To a certain extent, now that they have ended up like this, most of the credit comes from the blood killing.

"good."

Under the watchful eyes of several vassal kings, the blood-marked man admitted frankly.

"What did you mean just now?" King Shuofang's disciple frowned, looking at the blood-marked man.

"What's the meaning?"

The blood-marked man sneered: "Didn't you already guess it in your heart?"

"In the case of the rebellion, the nine clans were involved. Perhaps the Tang Emperor did not kill everyone in order to successfully take over the ten fiefs, but as the heirs of the vassal king, do you think you can survive?"

When the blood-marked man said this, a trace of disdain appeared on his face.

Even an outsider like him can see it clearly, and knows that everyone has a way out, but there is absolutely no way for the vassal king's direct son.

At most, it was just a decent death, and was given a glass of poisonous wine.

The words of the blood-stained man made the hearts of several disciples of the vassal king shudder, and their hands and feet were cold.

"Fight and fail, surrender is death."

"Then what should we do now?"

There was a deep despair in the words of Fan Yang Wang's direct son.

They have thought about escaping, but the world is so big, where can they escape?

Maybe as soon as he left the fief, his head was cut off by his subordinates and dedicated to Emperor Tang.

"Since you came to us, there must be a way?"

King Shuofang's direct son stared straight at the man with the blood-colored mark, and said in a deep voice.

"Ha ha."

Hearing the words, the blood-marked man nodded slightly and said, "This rebellion is not only the loss of your ten great princes, but also the loss of my Blood Killing Sect."

In order to support the rebellion of the ten vassal kings, he sent out three of the top rank in the gate, but he was buried with the ten vassal kings under the aura of heaven.

This kind of loss, even for a huge organization like the Blood Killing Sect, that has had a history of martial arts mythology, is still painful and traumatic.

And the most important thing is that Tang Guo will know sooner or later that all this is done by the bloody sect.

By then, Tang Guo will definitely come back with revenge.

If it were other countries, they might be afraid of the martial arts myth from Blood Killing Sect two hundred years ago, and would not dare to take action.

But there is a martial arts myth in the Tang Palace now, and there is no concern.

Therefore, the man with the blood-colored mark simply did not do anything to make a last-ditch effort.

"The solution is simple."

"You can surrender."

The blood-stained man glanced at the sons of the vassal kings and said lightly.

"surrender."

The direct sons of several feudal lords looked at each other with confusion on their faces.

Just now, the blood-marked man said that they would definitely die if they surrendered, but now they are made to surrender.

"I asked you to surrender, of course, a fake surrender."

"I will replace one of you and go to see Emperor Tang together."

"At that time, I will take action and kill Emperor Tang myself."

"As soon as Emperor Tang dies, Emperor Tang will inevitably fall into chaos, and naturally he has no time to take care of King Gu Fan."

The blood-marked man slowly opened his mouth and said.

"Assassination of Emperor Tang"

The face of King Shuofang's direct son changed: "In the Tang Palace, there is a martial arts myth in charge, how can you assassinate under the eyes of a martial arts myth?"

The other sons of the other feudal lords also looked at the blood-marked man.

The plan of the blood-marked man seems to be no problem, but in fact it is impossible to achieve.

"Wulin myth?"

"Isn't it true that I have never had a martial arts myth?"

The blood-marked man shook his head and said, "Don't worry, the blood-killing method is not something you can imagine."

"it is good."

"Then do it!"

Seeing this, King Shuofang's direct son gritted his teeth and agreed.

As the blood-marked man said, as the heirs of the feudal lord, they have no way out at all.

Inside the Tang Palace.

Su Qin is wandering around leisurely.

Now, in addition to signing in and practicing, he occasionally gives Li Wan some pointers.

This little girl has good qualifications. Even if she is not as talented as Shaolin Temple Xuanku with a Buddhist heart, her future achievements will not be very low. At least under the guidance of Su Qin, it is not difficult for a first-rank grandmaster.

As for whether it can go further, it depends on her own creation.

"Recently, I have signed in at the Sheji altar, but there has never been a 'Ti Yuandan' again."

Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated, thinking silently in his heart.

However, although the second 'Tibetan Yuan Dan' was not signed in, Su Qin was in no hurry.

Anyway, he has a lot of time. If he can't sign in one year, he can only sign in ten years. If he can't sign in ten years, he can only sign in one hundred years, and he can't sign in one hundred years.

At that time, even if Su Qin did not enter the realm of the great Arhat, it was not far behind, and his life span was extended again, and he was not in a hurry.

at the same time.

Tai Chi Hall.

"Your Majesty, there is news from the vassal king's fief that the remaining five vassal kings have fiefdoms and are willing to surrender, and their direct sons are already on their way back to Chang'an."

"So good!" Tang Huang Li Sheng showed joy on his face.

time flies.

half a month later.

The direct sons of the five vassal kings were successfully escorted to Chang'an.

"Your Majesty, the direct sons of several vassal kings want to meet His Majesty and say that they have something important to say."

The valet eunuch approached Tang Huang and whispered.

"See me?"

Tang Huang thought for a while and said, "Bring him up."

soon.

Under the guidance of the eunuchs, the five vassal kings entered the palace slowly, and finally stopped outside the Hall of Longevity.

After the eunuchs came in to ask questions, they let the five disciples of the vassal king enter.

"What do you have to tell me?" Emperor Tang sat on the throne of the dragon chair and looked at the five disciples of the feudal lord in prison uniforms.

"His Majesty."

"The sinner has something important to report, about the blood killing sect." 'Fan Yang Wang's direct son' opened his mouth and took a step forward, wanting to make his words clearer.

"Blood Killer?"

Tang Huang was shocked and was about to listen carefully.

Sudden.

at this time.

The stature of the direct son of King Fan Yang suddenly burst into flames, turning into a blood-colored shadow, rushing towards Emperor Tang.

"You really want to kill me."

Seeing this, Emperor Tang did not panic at all, as if he had expected it.

only.

next moment.

Crash.

I saw more than a dozen eunuchs wearing red clothes standing in front of Emperor Tang like lightning.

Bang! !

A dull crash sounded.

The figure that turned into a blood-colored shadow suddenly flew out.

"Failed?"

The blood-colored shadow turned into a blood-marked man again, and his expression was extremely ugly.

He never thought that there would be more than a dozen first-grade grandmasters protecting Tang Huang at any time, and they responded so quickly that they appeared almost as soon as he started.

dong dong dong!

Outside the Hall of Longevity.

Suddenly, there were a lot of light footsteps, and more than a dozen deputy commanders of the Imperial Guard, who were also first-rank grandmasters, vaguely surrounded the Hall of Longevity, cutting off any possibility for the blood-marked man to escape.

"trouble"

The blood-marked man fell into the abyss.