Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 543 Killing the Ninja Demon
"just kill me."

Wakasa Shobei had a lot to say, but in the end, he only said this one sentence.

He is the wisest ninja leader in several generations of Higashiyama. He will not do something like his teacher, Ono Noriyoshi, who died as a villain because of talking too much, nor will he kneel down and beg for mercy in front of the enemy.

At this point, there was only this one thing to say. He didn't even want to know why He Songling didn't intend to destroy the demon sword Hirumaru.

Although from the beginning He Songling intended to tell him everything and didn't seem like he would let him go, he still wanted to know the reason, because as a "human" he still had curiosity.

Now Wakasa Shobei was so devastated by He Songling that he had no curiosity at all.

"Don't you want to hear what I plan to do with Hirugan? What a pity." He Songling originally wanted to enjoy the feeling of "the villain dies because of talking too much", but now, the opponent is not cooperating.

"That's not necessary." Zhuang Bingwei's eyes turned gray, as if covered with a layer of cement. "The Demon Sword is nothing in front of you. You have far more strength and ability than the Demon Sword. You don't need it for anything you want to do. You just want to use it to make a plan against our Bihe Mountain, if anyone of us can escape this time."

"You're really boring to me."

As we all know, cooperation and response are very important. If you keep working hard, sweating and panting, but the other party is like a dead body, motionless, and finally asks "Are you in?", then even the strongest person will collapse.

He Songling sighed and finally said, "In short, you can be considered a well-known opponent among all the opponents I have encountered. If I publish an autobiography in the future, there must be a chapter about you. Farewell."

He didn't wait for Shobei's response. He stretched out his hand and waved it. The Qi was like a net, splitting Wakasa Shobei, the last and possibly the best ninja leader of Higashiyama, into more than a dozen pieces.

He Songling then waved his hand, and the Qi out of his body pressed all the blood back, and the innate Qi wiped out all the consequences of his acquired training, and finally with a loud "bang", Zhuang Bingwei was blown into the smallest pieces.

"rise!"

That's not all. He Songling also opened the Qimen Formation, the Qi-gazing Technique, and half of his Nascent Soul to completely annihilate Zhuang Bingwei's shattered soul that was floating in the air.

He even cast a fortune at the end, calculating whether there was a possibility that Wakasa Shobei would be resurrected or use his abilities from his previous life to cause trouble in the next hundred years.

Finally, we were sure there was no risk and the matter was settled.

This set of moves stunned not only the half-dead Majin Eita next to him, but also Lu Huizhong, a veteran female killer.

"Is that how you kill people?"

"Yes!" He Songling nodded as a matter of course: "If you don't kill the snake, you will suffer from it; if you don't uproot the grass, it will grow again in the spring breeze. The methods of the strange people are too strange and too weird. Who knows if someone in the future will have some weird methods to revive him from his corpse or soul.

If I am reborn by dripping blood from the head of the ninja, I will be so embarrassed. Even if I am not resurrected, it will be troublesome to extract some information and stir up a wave. It is better to do it once and for all to save trouble in the future. "

"I heard you could be the son-in-law of the Tang Clan. You really are into this." Lu Huizhong gave her husband a thumbs up. "You are more Tang Clan than me. Let's kill someone together. If we tell outsiders that there is only one person who was trained as a killer, no one would think it was me."

"Hey, madam, thank you for the compliment, thank you!" He Songling treated it as a good deed and bowed to Lu Huizhong in return with a smile, which made Lu Huizhong pinch him again.

"What about this kid?" "Of course I killed him." He Songling did not let go of any possibility of Demon Eita. "Boy, you are the only one who died after fighting me three times. Just for this reason, you are stronger than all the enemies I have killed. When I write my autobiography in the future, there must be a chapter about you."

I said I looked down on them before, but that was just to mess with their mentality. To be fair, the ninjas and demons of Higashiyama are dazzling no matter where they are.

Majin Eita's mouth moved a few times, and he seemed to want to say something, but He Songling's move just now had already broken his jawbone. Even the muscles on his chin bounced up with his jaw, chewing his tongue directly, and now he couldn't say anything.

He could only stare at He Songling with resentment with his bloodshot eyes.

"It would be great if Lu Ci was here at this time."

If Lu Ci were here, he could have replicated what he said to Bihe Ren in the original work: "Remember my face, let that demon come find me", or he could have directly faced the dying demon and said: "Remember my face, if you can get out of hell, come find me".

It sounds so silly! It also brought a lot of laughter to He Songling.

Unfortunately, the only people here are He Songling and his wife. He Songling doesn't want his beautiful wife to talk to a murderous devil, and he himself, a newborn baby born after the millennium who traveled from the 21st century, has never looked down on the Japanese devils.

In his mind, the first thing he thought of was "little Japanese". It would be cheap to tell them something like "come and seek revenge on me if you have the ability in the future".

Who the hell do you think you are, little devil? Do you think you are worthy of me remembering you and taking revenge on you?

After copying the trick on Wakasa Shobei, unless there is a fantasy master who can cross the long river of time to fish him out, there will be no Nikaido Eita in this world anymore. The revenge of many old Zhong civilians, aliens, and Tang Sect members has been avenged.

"As for this thing..."

He Songling stretched out his hand and the demon sword Hirudowa flew over and was easily caught in his hand.

"Are you okay?" Lu Huizhong looked at her husband warily after hearing He Songling talk about the strangeness of the magic sword.

"It's just a ray of remnant soul."

He Songling couldn't help but laugh out loud.

If his body could still be harmed by hot weapons and the great forces of nature, then from the perspective of his spirit and soul alone, no spirit, soul, or mental control could hurt him.

Innate Spirit, am I kidding you?

As an "innate" soul personally recognized by the world's will, He Songling suspected that even if Zhang Daoling, Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Boduan, the three "immortals", were resurrected, it would be difficult for them to cause any fatal harm to him at the level of the pure soul.

He Songling's soul took a look at the interior of the magic sword from afar, but he didn't dare to go in, for fear that the space of the magic sword would burst and burn the sword soul to death.

Because Nikaidou Eita had just self-destructed all his souls, the inside of the demon sword was very clean at this moment, with only a vast expanse of white and the soul of the swordsmith's son.

(End of this chapter)