Hong Xiu and Green Robe had just rushed into the red whirlwind. Almost a few seconds later, Hong Xiu screamed and flew out. Blood drew an arc in the air and hit Situ Yuanliang's position.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the people around them widened in disbelief. Fortunately, Da ran with quick eyes and quick hands and appeared in front of the carriage and caught Hong Xiu.
Hong Xiu tilted her head and fell into Da Ben's arms, her eyes turned white, and she had passed out.
"This guy..."
Situ Yuanliang's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw this scene. Hong Xiu was at the peak of the first level of Xiantian Realm. He rushed in and was knocked out? How strong is this guy?
"Your Highness, let me go!"
Da Ben put down his red sleeves, his eyes flashed, and there were strange crackling sounds all over his body. Power surged from his arms, and his arms were thicker than before, exuding a terrifying aura.
"Your Highness, we brothers have no intention of being your enemy. I have a clear conscience about what happened today. If you insist on pressing on like this, I don't guarantee what I can do."
Just when Da Ben was about to rush in, Qin Changan walked out with his green robe in hand, his aura condensed all over his body, and his whole body seemed like a knife, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.
After hearing his words, Zhao Ziling, who was about to blend into the crowd, curled his lips, muttered something softly, and looked at Qin Changan in front of him with some dissatisfaction.
He knew that going out with this guy would do no good. No matter how much money he gave him, he would not go out with Qin Changan next time.
"Hey, boy, you have such a bad tone. Why do you dare to threaten me in the street? Even if you are the Palace Master's direct disciple today, I will kill you here."
Seeing the green robe that he pulled out by his throat, Situ Yuanliang's face turned completely gloomy and he gritted his teeth.
At his nod, Da Ben suddenly took a step forward. A terrifying aura began to awaken in his body, his eyes and pupils shrank, and the muscles on his body began to tremble, as if a wild beast was gradually awakening.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just when the two sides were about to take action, three loud bells suddenly rang throughout Beidao City.
The sound of the bell was thick and deafening, as if it was ringing in everyone's head.
Qin Changan's blood-red eyes regained a trace of clarity, and then the blood-colored spiritual energy in his body began to penetrate into his body, and the murderous aura around him slowly dissipated.
"Spirit Bell?"
Situ Yuanliang looked up in the direction of Beidao Mountain, his eyes full of doubts and solemnity. He looked deeply at Qin Changan, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and got into the carriage.
"Lei Ben, bring your red sleeves and green robe, let's go."
"Boy, I will spare you for today. No matter which elder's disciple you are, I will find you. Take the time to prepare a coffin for yourself."
Situ Yuanliang's cold voice came from the carriage, his tone was full of no doubt, as if Qin Changan was already a dead man.
Lei Ben walked up to Qin Changan, nodded to him, took the green robe from his hand, then turned around and picked up the red sleeves that had been thrown to the ground before, threw them on the carriage, and led the horse towards Beidao Mountain.
Go in the direction.
Qin Changan turned slightly sideways, stood aside, and got out of the way.
At this moment, the bloody spiritual power in his body had completely dissipated and he had returned to his normal state, but when he looked at the departing carriage and the Beidao Mountain in the distance, his brows were still furrowed.
"Leaving now?"
Zhao Ziling also looked at the leaving carriage with confusion on his face. He originally thought there would be a big battle, but it ended suddenly like this?
"Something must have happened in Beidao Mountain."
Qin Changan raised his head and looked at the lush green mountains in the distance, hidden in the clouds. His eyes swayed slightly, wondering what could have caused the third prince to move in such a hurry.
"Speaking of which, what happened to your state just now? Your hair has turned red. Did your bloodline change after you broke through to the innate realm? Or is it the sequelae of being taken away from your body before?"
Zhao Ziling squeezed Qin Changan's arm and stretched his hand towards his face. The murderous aura just now shocked him. This was the first time he saw Qin Changan in this state.
Even when he walked out holding the green robe, Zhao Ziling felt a deep death threat from him, as if he was already a dead person in front of him.
"You're the only one who has the sequelae, can't you just hope for me to be better?"
Qin Changan reached out and patted away Zhao Ziling's extended hand, took a deep look at Beidaoshan, and then walked towards the restaurant. No matter what happened in Beidaoshan, it had nothing to do with him now.
"It seems that I have to stay away from you. You are too abnormal. When you see the palace master, remember to ask him to take a look at your body. After all, you have a precedent. I don't want to be slapped by you one day.
Dead."
Zhao Ziling unconsciously fell a few steps behind, and now he felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to his forehead when he recalled the look in 'Qin Changan''s eyes when he was in Qingfeng Village.
Although Qin Changan said that he was fine, his state just now was somewhat similar to when he was in Qingfeng Village, especially the thick murderous aura surrounding him.
"The technique I practice is very special. You can think of it as the change that my technique brings about in me."
The black line on Qin Changan's head. What did the senior do to this guy when he was possessed to scare him like this? Feeling the sea of blood gradually subsided in his body, his eyes swayed slightly.
This is the blood sea magical power that he awakened after accepting the blood prison inheritance. This is also the first time he has used it. It is only the first stage now. It attracts the blood sea spiritual power to fill his blood vessels and fully exerts the power of the spiritual power.
The effect is obvious. With the blood sea magical power, as long as he does not encounter the same pervert as him, he is sure to be invincible at the same level. However, the consumption of spiritual power in this state is several times higher than usual.
With his current spiritual power, if he exerts it with all his strength, he can only maintain it for a quarter of an hour.
This time, I wanted to test the power of the Blood Sea Divine Power and at the same time shock the third prince. After all, if they offended the prince, their lives would not be easy in the future.
"Kung Fu? Since when did your Qin family have such a terrifying skill?"
Zhao Ziling was slightly stunned. What level of martial arts can affect the state of the body? This kind of situation is simply unheard of for him. The three major families have been fighting wits and courage for so many years, and they are all very familiar with each other.
If you look at the overall strength, the Qin family is the weakest among the three major families, especially after the last head of the family disappeared, but I have never heard of the Qin family having such weird skills.
"You are locked up at home like a young girl every day. It would be strange to know."
Qin Changan responded vaguely, and then sped up and rushed towards the restaurant. He was in a hurry to go back and swallow the mountain flowers to understand the meaning of the mountain.
The two of them quickly returned to the restaurant and went straight back to their respective rooms.
After Qin Changan briefly adjusted his condition, he carefully took out the Shanshenghua he had purchased from the Chamber of Commerce, sat cross-legged, and began to operate the Nine-turn Xingyi Knife, constantly absorbing the spiritual power contained in the Shanshenghua and comprehending the spiritual power contained in it.
The mountain spirit.
He only had one night, time was very tight, and he had to hurry up.
Buzz buzz!!
The mountain flowers bloomed with a faint light yellow light, shrouding Qin Changan. The latter's body seemed to have become a hill at this moment, and his aura became thicker.
An hour later, the aura all over his body became thicker, and strange spiritual patterns began to appear on his triceps. The spiritual patterns were very light, but they were spreading towards his entire arm, densely packed.
It's like a terrifying curse.
Wherever the spirit pattern covers, the bones and blood vessels are undergoing subtle changes, and even the skin and flesh begin to emit a faint yellow light.
But the Shanshenghua in his hand was decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the edge of it had completely turned into powder and fell on him.
"Keep going! Keep going!"
Qin Changan felt the changes on his arms and concentrated on running the spiritual path of the Nine-turn Xingyi Sword. There was already a layer of fine sweat on his forehead.
The mountain intention is invisible, but if you want to apply the mountain intention to the sword, you need the assistance of these spiritual patterns.
As the spiritual patterns continued to spread, both of his arms were undergoing drastic changes, and the pain, as if his hands were being burned in a casting furnace, was ravaging his consciousness.
It wasn't until the first ray of sunlight appeared in the morning and the mountain flower in his arms exhausted its last bit of spiritual power and exploded into powder with a bang that this change gradually stopped.
The wriggling spiritual patterns under the skin on both arms exuded a faint spiritual light. After a night, the spiritual patterns covered only reached the level of the elbows.
"It seems we need more mountain flowers."
Qin Changan opened his eyes slightly tiredly, looked at the spiritual patterns that were gradually dissipating, and gently shook his arms. Although this process was painful, the effect was very significant. He felt as if his hands had become two
The weapon is average.
The force of one punch reached 20,000 kilograms.
"It's dawn, it's time to hit the road."
Qin Changan looked at the weak sunlight coming in through the cracks in the window, stood up and stretched his muscles, changed into clean clothes, and carried the blood knife behind his back.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the door, and a ray of sunlight fell just in front of the door. He smiled softly and walked out.