Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 143: Xuanmen Duo Defeats the Dark Lord
According to the background setting of this world, strictly speaking, there is no difference between Eastern and Western Qi. Only the people who practice Qi have differences in strength.

The Dark Lord has been Taber's opponent for so many years, and he holds the legendary weapon of the god of death in his hand. Naturally, he is stronger than He Songling.

Whether it's the Xuanyun Mantra to invite the gods to possess the body, or the Qingjing Mantra, or the Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra, none of them can cause effective damage to the Dark Lord's Qi.

Just blocking this moment is enough.

Zhang Zhiwei's thunderbolt hit the Dark Lord's body. This was the first time the Dark Lord had been effectively attacked. Although there was still a difference in their strength, no matter who it was, it was impossible to ignore Bao Yingge's thunderbolt attack.

The Dark Lord's body seemed to fade away, and the black mist wrapped around his body swirled.

Before the Dark Lord could launch a counterattack, He Songling launched another attack.

The white Qi was like the dawn that illuminated the darkness, breaking the black Qi into pieces and causing it to churn. Countless white light beams like the Tyndall effect shone through the black Qi.

"Give me..."

The Dark Lord's angry roar came from behind the black fog, but before he could make any move, Zhang Zhiwei's thunder method, which was specifically designed to counter evil, blasted him again.

Facing the attack of the two masters of Xuanmen alone, even Zhang Jingqing and Zuo Rutong would not dare to guarantee that they would win.

These two people are no longer the two young people they were ten years ago.

This Dark Lord was indeed extremely powerful. He was beaten back step by step, but he was still able to hold his position without losing his composure. This showed how powerful he was.

But they couldn't hold out for long. Under the repeated attacks of the two, the Dark Lord's black fog defense soon revealed a flaw.

"Lao Zhang, come back!"

He Songling stopped Zhang Zhiwei who was about to rush forward to kill the Dark Lord in one go. With a flip of his hand, another mortar appeared in the air, and two shells blasted into the black fog.

As expected, before the shells even exploded, the black gas transformed into several tentacles, which tightly wrapped around the shells, causing the shells to lose the kinetic energy brought by the explosion bit by bit. Then, before the shells exploded, the tentacles threw the two shells into the sky.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a huge firework exploded in the air.

"I knew that the Dark Lord would always do something shady. If you go up directly at this time, you will fall into his trap." He Songling said proudly.

"Do you have any shame?"

Although the Dark Lord didn't say it out loud, he really wanted to ask He Songling a question.

In the fight just now, this guy used many shady tricks. The shells disguised as ordinary Qi, the tornado that suddenly appeared, the Xu Bu hidden behind Zhang Zhiwei's thunder method and golden light, all kinds of dragon and tiger power, while releasing gas, he also did not forget to pull out a few grenades to blow himself up.

Moreover, his martial arts moves were all aimed at attacking his eyes, throat, brain stem, genitals and other vital parts without mercy. If he was not careful, he would be hit on the head with a double peak.

The Dark Lord has been around for so many years and has never seen anyone fight so dirty. Now he has the nerve to say he has some dirty tricks?

No wonder you were able to dodge my tricks, you are more cunning than anyone else!
The Dark Lord was not discouraged. Although he had been suppressed by the two masters of Xuanmen, according to the competition of martial arts, he had already lost, or in other words, only the two masters of Xuanmen could suppress him, and the two Orientals had already lost.

But no one stopped fighting. Both sides knew that this was a life-and-death struggle and they would not stop because of some face-saving things. The Dark Lord could not beat the two men with his bare hands, but he had the weapon of the God of Death on him, which gave him the confidence to fight against the entire European aliens.

"You two can't win." The Dark Lord looked at He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei sinisterly, and slowly said: "You know this, you can't win! You will only become sacrifices to the god of death and become steps on the road to greater benefits!"

"You can try." He Songling ignored him. After fighting to this point, this level of trash talk still wanted to shake their minds?

"You are responsible for Taber's sister's death, Nantong. You will never get past Taber. You can't achieve any greater good. You are just a stupid dictator. You and your ordinary collaborator will fall in the face of justice."

He Songling also knew that simply spraying genital swear words would not be of any use at this point, as the Dark Lord's ears would automatically block it, and he might not be able to understand the logic of Chinese greetings between female relatives.

But since he knew that the characters of these two people were Dumbledore and Grindelwald, He Songling felt that he might as well give the original setting between Grindelwald and Dumbledore a try.

Sure enough, the Dark Lord flew into a rage upon hearing this. The Dark Lord, who had always been very reserved and forced himself to maintain his composure even after being beaten to a pulp by the two men, cursed for the first time.

"F**k, you two sons of bitches, what do you know! Taber, you bitch, you just tell everything, right? Is your ex more cruel than your mortal enemy?"

He even cursed Taber who was standing next to him.

"That's not what I said." Taber quickly said that it had nothing to do with him. He, the White Devil, would never do such a thing as slandering his predecessor.

"Swish!"

On a battlefield of life and death, there was no time for the Dark Lord to curse. While he was questioning Taber, the thunder magic golden light talismans, the white qi god's poisonous poisonous gas shells, like a violent storm, smashed towards the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord was so tough that he raised the magic wand in his hand and gathered a wall of black mist with an ominous aura, which blocked most of the attacks of the two people.

Of course, the attacks of these two people, combined with things like artillery shells, cannot be blocked by any fleshy person.

Soon the black fog was blown away, and the Dark Lord's body was thrown high into the air and fell to the ground.

"I've already said it before, there's no one in this world that we can't beat together, let alone an old glass dictator like you." He Songling held two grenades in his hands, and was happy to see the seriously injured Dark Lord. With a "click", he pulled the grenade ring and was about to throw the two grenades over.

A dead Dark Lord is a good Dark Lord. If you approach the enemy before he dies, your life will be in danger.

But he didn't expect that his life would be in danger even if he didn't get close.

"Fuck you, you two yellow monkeys from the East, since you won't give me a way to live, then die together!"

The Dark Lord roared and injected all of his Qi into the wand in his hand. A hooded black shadow huge enough to cover the entire city gradually darkened from light to dark and appeared above the city.

"I have sacrificed the entire city to the God of Death. He will take away all lives!"

"Oops!"

He Songling's face changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)