Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 72 The Real Horror of Shen Tu

The attack came so suddenly that Patriarch Wang had no time to take out his pen to write or draw. He could only fold his arms together, with countless ink flowing out of his body. From a distance, he looked like a huge villain.

The ink condensed into two small hand shields on his arms, blocking the strong wind.

With a loud bang, the head of the Wang family was knocked flying backwards, directly into the gate of the Wang family compound, and sat on the ground with a plop.

The head of the Wang family snorted angrily, exerted strength from his waist and abdomen, and tried to turn over with a somersault to save his lost face and angrily rebuked the attacker.

But he didn't expect that the force was not yet exhausted. After the force was about to end, a new force surged out and forced him to sit down again.

"Hurry up, go and help the master!"

But there was still that blind person who ordered people to go up and pull up the head of the Wang family.

How can they pull it up? Even the head of the Wang family can’t get up, so how can these people be of any use?
As soon as these people started, they felt that Master Wang was like a weight, falling down desperately. The force was still in waves, making Master Wang's arms tremble.

The head of the Wang family's face was so red, as if blood was about to drip down. Guan Gong was his grandson.

One was feeling ashamed and angry, while the other was struggling desperately against this force, trying to stand up quickly.

But the more anxious he was, the greater the backlash of this force would be, making it even more difficult for him to get up.

After about five or six seconds, the force disappeared out of thin air. The two people who were pulling him suddenly lost their strength, and sat back due to inertia, falling to the ground. The head of the Wang family who was being pulled also rushed forward.

Fortunately, he was able to control his body this time. Countless ink marks flowed out of his body like octopus tentacles, supporting his body.

He casually blew away the two people on the ground, each with an ink tentacle, and they fell just outside the red line.

"Master, we are loyal!" The two men's faces turned green.

The head of the family had someone fight back from a distance, which made a big fool of himself. Wouldn't both of them be dead?
Yet they did not die.

Patriarch Wang's face turned even redder.

"Meeting!"

He turned around and walked towards the main hall of the compound with the gait of a dragon or a tiger, but his back looked like he was fleeing.

"Hundred-step Divine Fist Shadowless Palm." At the meeting, everyone tacitly did not mention the scene just now, but the incident just now had to be mentioned. An old man of the Wang family said with a serious face: "Did Wu Man really call the Quanxing army?"

There are many people who are good at Hundred-Step Divine Fist in the extraordinary circle, but the one who can practice this martial art that many people are practicing to the point where the distance is so far that the person's silhouette cannot be seen, and can smash the head of the Wang family to such an extent with one punch, must be Quan Xing.

This is a typical Quanxing characteristic. Because Quanxing is not a sect of one family, there is no unified inheritance. This kind of strange and unusual skills, or masters who have practiced profound skills in ordinary methods, usually come from Quanxing.

"Set up the ink formation for me tonight. All of you go out. I will preside over the formation at home and I will definitely kill this beast!" said the head of the Wang family with a ferocious look on his face.

Originally, they could not do this. After all, He Songling was just one person, with strong strength and a small target. The Wang family was so big that they could not protect him.

But now that the enemy has made a fool of himself and restricted "those who go out ten steps will die", the advantage has come to the Wang family. The defense range has been reduced, and the great formation and high-level soldiers can go out to explore at the same time. At that time, either this beast will fall into the siege of all the strong men of the Wang family and the great formation, or he will break the prophecy and will not die if he goes out ten steps, which also relieves the fear cloud above the Wang family.

This method should have been very effective, but unfortunately, they ran into He Songling.

Of course, the blood line outside the Wang family gate was drawn by He Songling. After all, he had just come out of the Wang family gate, and he drew it casually. Even the Wang family members guarding the gate could not see it. He wanted to use the Great Compassion Hand to impersonate Wu Man when he punched the head of the Wang family just now. But unfortunately, the trajectory of Qi can be imitated, but Qi cannot be practiced in two ways. Once the three-level white Qi of the reverse life is revealed, it will be a complete fall-out.

He could only activate the pseudo triple form and use pure Qi to hit people, just like Feng Baobao's Awei Eighteen Styles, using the purest Qi bullet to hit people. But this state was too strong, even so, the head of the Wang family could not block it.

This state is really suitable for using Qi to fight at a distance. The power of suppressing the two times of being unable to get up is the Ruyi Jin technique that He Songling has incorporated. Even though the Wang family is so familiar with the Lu family, he didn't recognize it.

This revealed all of the Wang family's abilities. So He Songling planned to break in by force!
That night, He Songling put on the same black cloak as Xiao Yan, and put on a mask on his face, covering himself tightly. He used the Xu Bu and Illusion Body Barrier and walked into the blood line at the door of Wang's house.

"Quan Xing monster, get out of here, do you dare to show yourself!"

Surrounded by countless senior and high-ranking members of the Wang family, they walked out together, shouting loudly, trying to curse out the "Quan Xing monster" who had been ambushing their Wang family like a ghost.

"blow!"

Two cold rays flashed across the night sky, smashing the backs of the two elders of the Wang family, breaking them and leaving them dying.

The people who were hiding came out, but it wasn’t as good as they thought.

"There are enemies!"

"Full-sex monster!"

"kill him!"

The illusion barrier was broken as soon as he made a move, and a figure in a black cloak appeared out of thin air. This guy even waved, "Hi, good evening, everyone."

"F**k you, you bastard!"

The eyes of the Wang family members were red, and they all sent friendly greetings to He Songling's ancestors. Everyone took out a big white cloud, either out of thin air or drawing on special paper.

"The Divine Paint Formation, rise!"

The head of the Wang family sat cross-legged on a roof in the middle, his Qi body moving. A large ink formation covering the entire Wang family compound rose up and pounced towards He Songling in an instant.

The gas under the black robe surged, and countless Qi bombs were ejected, which bounced off the tentacles of the ink array one by one. Those who were not stopped in time were all fixed in the inverted eight-direction magnetic field and then quickly ground into pieces.

"Is this the Wang family? Nothing special!" This was the first time He Songling had fought someone with a pure Qi body, and he was filled with excitement. He sneered hoarsely, and floated into the air like a ghost, appearing behind the head of the Wang family in an instant.

"Die!" The head of the Wang family was not completely unprepared this time. As he splashed ink with his brush, two black dragons roared and flew towards He Songling.

"Too weak, too weak." He Songling, in the Qi body state, had freed his innate spirit from the constraints of his flesh, exerting an even more terrifying power. He waved his hands, and with just two gusts of wind pressure, the two black dragons were completely dispersed.

"You monster, don't be too proud too soon. Today I will make sure you can't leave the Wang family!"

At this time, the head of the Wang family took advantage of Mo Long's attack and landed on the roof, standing with a group of strong men from the Wang family.

Everyone took out an ancient painting from their pockets. This was the Wang family's home advantage. They didn't have to paint on the spot.

The scroll unfolded, and dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, ghosts and monsters, and all kinds of things that only existed in mythology were inspired by the divine painting. They emerged from the painting with their fangs and claws bared. Under the amplification of the formation, their size expanded tenfold and they pounced towards He Songling.

(End of this chapter)