Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 532 He Songling is alive again!

"call……"

Flames kept rising and a pungent smell of burning kept wafting through the cave.

These ninjas were also assassins, and they carried no less odds and ends than the Tang Sect disciples, at least they had enough fierce fire oil to start the fire. With the help of the flames of the Xu Duo playing the shakuhachi and the ghost fire of the Amakusa Unsai, the fragments of He Songling were instantly burned to charcoal all over the ground.

"I can't come back to life now, right?" Xu Duo asked weakly, sitting on the ground and vomiting blood.

"Ha...ha...who knows..." Amakusa Unsai was also very tired.

In order to kill He Songling, the flames they had just spewed out were a way of completely consuming their essence, not only almost emptying the non-renewable resources in their bodies, but also greatly overdrawing their own vitality. Especially Xu Duo, even if no one killed him, this kid would not live for more than a year.

In the following battle, at least these two fire-breathing kids can be said to be completely useless.

"Two for one, no, four for one, isn't that a loss?" Die had used up all of her Red Butterflies. With her skills and life skills, she would be half useless without the Red Butterfly. The fourth person she was talking about was Kimura Okataro.

This man blew up all his "Black Dragons" just to detonate the most powerful toxin and poison He Songling. Without his snakes, he was more useless than a butterfly, almost like a piece of meat on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.

"That's not how it's calculated. Now it's six to seven. We're almost even in numbers, but we were able to kill He Songling. That means we have the upper hand both in terms of real strength and spirit."

Wakasa Shobei also wiped the sweat off his head and smiled gently, "In my opinion, let alone four for one, even six for one is worth it. Without He Songling, it will definitely be a big blow to the Tang Sect."

"You're boring, Shobei. You're really boring." Everyone was happy, except for the demon Eita, who gritted his teeth and cursed: "Why are you doing all this fancy stuff? Why don't you let me fight him? I can kill him with a chop!"

"Don't brag, Eita. You can't even beat that old man with a kitchen knife from the Tang Clan." Makino Itosai had fought with Tang Shiying before, so he was qualified to say this. "Just be happy if I can help you chop off some pieces of He Songling's flesh!"

The ninjas were indeed happy. Killing He Songling meant they had already achieved half of their success. As for the remaining group, they did not say that they did not take them seriously, but their mental attitude was completely different.

However, the development of things can never go as planned. Just like Vegeta failed to kill Fat Buu with the blast, Piccolo failed to kill Big Buu with fire. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and countless white smoke fluttered from the "corpse" that had been burned to charcoal, gathering into a ball in the air.

Suddenly, the crickets pupated and formed a human shape, and then He Songling jumped out from it in the shape of a "big" character.

"Wow!"

He Songling in mid-air made a face at the ninja below, "How is it, surprise or not? Accident or not?"

"what!"

"He's not dead yet!"

"Damn, is this still a human being!?"

The ninjas were all horrified. They never expected that He Songling could still survive after all this.

Fortunately, they were all experienced killers. After a moment of surprise, they quickly started attacking He Songling again.

"Don't be fooled by him. Even if he is still alive, he doesn't have much strength left. Come on, kill him!" The demon Eita took the lead, wielding his magic sword and slashing at He Songling. Then Makino Ittosai's "blade" collapsed into a dark stream, blocking all the blind spots on He Songling from various small places.

Ayun sent out zombies to stand at the four corners, continuously spraying poison needles, steel nails and other flying hidden weapons, accurately passing through the gaps between their companions, blocking He Songling's escape route.

The strong man Homer turned into cast iron color again, jumped high, and smashed down on He Songling's head. Aoyama Yohei, Die, Kimura Okataro, Amakusa Unsai, and several people who were weak in close combat, guarded around to prevent He Songling from escaping or someone coming to rescue him.

Basically, except Xu Duo who couldn't get up, everyone took action again.

But no matter what, because of the unlimited outbreak just now, the firepower of this concentrated fire is much weaker than the previous wave.

He Songling could even stand in place - flying in place, easily resisting attacks from all directions.

In fact, he could have done so just now, but... He Songling, who was under siege, had one hand that turned completely white, like a piece of white marble, clanging as he blocked the attacks of various weapons, and with the other hand he even wanted to take out his pocket watch to check the time.

"Come on, come on."

In fact, He Songling also gave General Yang the divine Yin-Yang paper, but the operation they were carrying out was too dangerous. Compared with himself who was on vacation, He Songling felt that it was better not to disturb them. Unless there was an emergency that really had to be discussed, he would just wait for a reply from the other side.

"Damn it, I can't get in."

Makino Ittosai gritted his teeth and cursed: "What on earth did this guy do!"

"Oh, you guys are boring." He Songling was about to fall asleep from the fight. He crossed his hands, and the innate Qi field that evolved from the reversal of the eight directions merged with Tai Chi, guiding the attacks of several ninjas to change in an intertwined manner and hit their own people.

He heard a lot of clanging sounds, but in fact he didn't do anything, it was all the other side hitting themselves. As the attacks that could touch him became less and less, He Songling even put his hands behind his back, fell to the ground, and began to give instructions with great interest.

"Oh, that's not right. I'm telling you, you can't use the Buddha Sword here. If you use the sword spirit of the demon sword, wouldn't that Makino Itosai have died just now? And this big idiot, you have to hit him according to the person. What's the point of you punching the zombie..."

"bass!"

Suddenly, a figure emerged from behind He Songling's wrist, and cut towards his diaphragm with an extremely tricky and vicious knife, exactly the same as the one that killed Tang Shiying in the original book.

"Pfft!"

He Songling didn't move at all, letting the knife hit him. He looked down at the stunned Wakasa Shobei and laughed, "If nothing works, let's get some explosives. At least it will look more horrific."

Zhuang Bingwei couldn't help but be shocked. As He Songling's body recovered, his muscles and bones had stuck his short blade in his body and he couldn't pull it out.

"Pfft!"

He Songling reached out, pulled out the knife, and handed it to Zhuang Bingwei.

"Here, try again, try your eyeballs, temples, heart and other vital parts. What if I die? Your speed is pretty fast. This is Erli, right? You are worthy of being the head ninja. You are the strongest among your group. Come on, I am counting on you."

(End of this chapter)