Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 24 Brother He, we are here to save you!

"what happened?"

"what?"

The group of people were not in an unbreakable alliance at all. They were just a robbery and killing partner temporarily gathered for the sake of profit. Naturally, there was no such thing as "trusting one's back" and "taking the knife for him". Within the earth curtain, they immediately retreated, holding their breath and being alert.

"It's He Songling, he blew up the mountain!" shouted the sorcerer who used the power of moving mountains to suppress He Songling.

"How is this possible? Wasn't he almost crushed to death?" A terrified voice came from the crowd.

"I told you before, walking is boring, so I might as well tease you guys for a bit." He Songling's voice seemed to come from all directions. With the earth curtain blocking their eyes, this group of people could not find any trace of He Songling at all.

"That old woman, give me the Wind God!" Zhu Laoer shouted, and found that the witch from Liangshan did not move. He cursed angrily, "Damn it, hurry up, otherwise He Songling will run away, and we will all die if we defeat him one by one!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the voice of the mumbling prayer was heard. As the last syllable fell, a female voice shouted: "Ji Bo, take possession of me!"

"Didn't I tell you to call me the God of Wind? Are you a serious god? It sounds so dirty. How come..." Zhu Laoer muttered, "Can't we do that kind of thing in private later?"

"Fuck you, you haven't even heard of Wind Master Ji Bo, you're an illiterate." The Liangshan witch slapped the green-wrapped figure on Zhu Laoer, "Hurry up!"

"Xun, the wind roars!" As the wind god took over, a tornado parallel to the ground blew out of Zhu Laoer's Qimen Bureau. The sound of the wind pressure was like the roar of an ancient giant beast, blowing out a vacuum path in front of him. The surrounding soil curtains were also blown away and scattered as the air pressure changed.

Everyone finally saw the scene in front of them. They saw that more than half of the mountain had collapsed, and the remaining half was also collapsing. And He Songling was sitting on a branch and swinging his legs with a satisfied look on his face.

"You... How can you be okay? Impossible!" Seeing He Songling unscathed, the group's mentality collapsed. Dozens of people surrounded and fought for such a long time, using all kinds of tricks, but this person was safe and sound. Is this still a human being? Even Zuo Rutong can be so strong?
"How many times do I have to tell you that times have changed? You are a bunch of Qing Dynasty bumpkins." He Songling said with a smile while weighing two grenades in his hands.

The mountain that was pressing on him was not a real mountain. Even if it was blessed by the mountain god of the great witch, it was just a part of the land component mobilized by Qi. After the Qi dispersed, it was just a pile of loose soil and gravel. Under the guidance of the innate soul, He Songling detonated four grenades, which broke the bonding points of Qi on the spot. The remaining explosions then blew up the gravel, and he naturally ran out.

Of course, the weight of this mountain is really not light, at least more than ten tons, it is simply not something that human power can contend with. Even if Bao Yingge and Wu Gensheng were hit, they might not be able to get away with it. However, everyone has their own strengths, and the Sanyi Sect is doing this. In a few breaths, the lower body that was smashed into pieces of meat grew out.

"Damn it, he's alone. If we fight him shoulder to shoulder, I don't believe we can't kill him today!" The Taoist priest of Ye Mao Mountain shouted, and the two red and blue ghost heads on his shoulders flew out first. Then the rest of the people also took action.

The main reason was that the scene of He Songling's escape seemed too fantastic, far beyond the cognition of these people whose worldview was still stuck in the Qing Dynasty. Fear forced them to exert their best efforts.

However, this time He Songling was not going to play a head-on game with them. If he hadn't been injured from failing to break through the triple layer just now, He Songling might not mind fighting them head-on, but now...

"call out!"

The power of human magnetism condensed the gravel on the ground into a stone slab, carrying He Songling into the air. "I said that Wang Yaozu and Li Muxuan, these two pieces of waste, have a very low level of development of the Reversal of Eight Directions."

He Songling's flying was beyond everyone's expectation, and all his attacks missed. The only ones who could barely reach He Songling were the two ghost heads of the Taoist priest of Ye Maoshan, and the fire and water bombs condensed by the two sorcerers. But these attacks did not pose any threat to He Songling at all.

Compared with the previous attacks, this could be regarded as "sporadic" attacks. He Songling looked down and smiled, "Are you all ready? Then I'll do it!" After that, he pulled the rings of the two grenades in his hands, paused for two seconds and then threw them down.

"boom!"

There was almost no time to react, and although the people below tried their best to resist and escape, several people were still injured by the explosion.

"Come again!" "Boom boom!"

Two more grenades landed, injuring several more people. In just a few minutes, the situation was reversed. Now the lively He Songling was facing a group of wounded soldiers.

He Songling took advantage of the chaos, dived down, used the inverted eight directions to scoop up a lot of rubble, and flew into the air again. "There are not many grenades left. You can try the space-based weapons."

After that, the gravel began to fly out like bullets from a heavy machine gun, hitting the people below and forcing them to run for their lives, hiding behind the entrance of a cave in the valley. Only then did the situation stop.

"Young Master Wang, are you still not well?" Zhu Laoer roared.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" Wang Ai, who had not made a move, finally put down the big white cloud in his hand. "Go!"

Wang Ai stretched out his hand and pointed, and four living creatures suddenly rose up from the rice paper on the ground. With a cry of "li", four huge cranes flew out.

"Okay, okay, the Wang family's magic painting is indeed a magical skill." Zhu Laoer had a dog-like face, and he changed it as soon as he said it. He smiled and said, "Quick, quick, quick, draw a few more heads."

"Cangjie, possess me!" The Liangshan witch summoned Cangjie and covered Wang Ai with his body. In an instant, his hands moved like crazy and he drew eight cranes in two minutes. His hands did not stop and he continued.

"Hurry, hurry, get on the crane!" Zhu Laoer called out.

“If this kid uses the magic ointment like this, his Qi will be overdrawn. By then, even his flesh and blood and life span might be damaged.” The people from Huangmen Sancai said as they looked at Wang Ai whose hands and claws were twitching.

"Who cares? The Wang family planned to kill He Songling. What's wrong with him contributing a little?" Although this group of desperate criminals are not all ruthless, they are equally ruthless. Who would care about Wang Ai's life or death? In the current situation, they are lucky to be alive.

Soon, more than twenty cranes soared into the sky and surrounded He Songling in the air.

"He Songling, where are you going to run now?" The Taoist priest from Yemao Mountain grinned.

"Hey, sir, have you seen a gun?" He Songling showed his pistol with both hands. The world's legendary gunman Bob Monden's revolver record was to draw the gun and complete two shots in 0.017 seconds. He Songling, who was practicing Qi, was naturally faster.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!"

A dense sound like frying beans rang out, and more than 1911 cranes were all shot into smoke and fell one after another. He Songling blew away the smoke from the muzzle of the gun. The M had a capacity of seven rounds, and He Songling could hold fourteen rounds with both weapons, but he also used the inverted eight-direction volley to control two of them, firing a total of twenty-eight rounds.

"Earth River Cart, Earth River Cart!" The two sorcerers shouted desperately in mid-air, and the earth snakes they summoned caught some of the people. They no longer had the heart to attack He Songling, and they turned around and ran away in fear. The remaining seven or eight people all fell to the ground. Many were seriously injured, and some were directly killed.

He Songling had just landed and was about to finish off the enemy when he heard a shout from afar: "Senior Brother He, Senior Brother He!"

He Songling suddenly became alarmed. With a grenade in his hand, he turned the car around and looked towards the direction where the sound came from. He saw a hedgehog-headed man with two breathless people running towards him.

“Ha…ha…Senior Brother He…He, be…be careful, he…they…” Lu Ci ran out of breath, supporting his knees with his hands, gasping for breath.

"What are they saying?" He Songling looked at Lu Ci and the Lu family members behind him with a smile, with the stone spikes pointed at their throats.

Lu Ci and the other two Lu family members looked down at the spikes in their throats, then looked at the mess on the ground. Their minds went blank and a huge fear filled their bodies. Lu Ci swallowed his saliva and said the second half of the sentence he had just finished with difficulty: "I want to kill you..."

(End of this chapter)