Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 245 What hostage-taking? There are clearly nine criminals, eight of whom have no power to resist.
"It would be great if he could die so easily. This would mean there would be one less scourge in the alien world."

Zhang Jingqing laughed mockingly when he heard his apprentice's words, and then said, "You guys, move away. I'm afraid this guy will take you hostage."

"what?"

Several disciples of the Tianshi Mansion all raised their doubts, and then looked at each other, "Master, it shouldn't be necessary. This competition is between you, the elder, and him, the junior. Is it necessary for him to..."

"Hey."

Before the disciple from the Tianshi Mansion could finish his words, he saw the large noodles broken into two pieces on the ground suddenly shattered and turned into several claws, which grabbed their throats one by one.

"Look, what did I say?" Zhang Jingqing covered his face in pain. He knew that this grandson's human nature would definitely do such a thing.

"Goo-gee, gurgling."

The remaining ball of white noodles, like a cricket pupa of plasticine, flipped a few times and turned into a human form again. It stood behind several disciples of the Tianshi Mansion and laughed.

"Old Heavenly Master, please raise your hands and surrender. Otherwise, I will not guarantee the safety of your disciples!"

"He Songling, you are so despicable!" Tian Jinzhong, who had dealt with him many times, cursed angrily, and then shouted at Zhang Jingqing: "Master, don't worry about us, you..."

"Fuck!"

The disciples of Tianshi Mansion present at the scene had figured out that He Songling and Zhang Jingqing, one old and one young, had no habit of letting people finish their words, and always liked to launch a sneak attack when people were halfway through speaking.

Before Tian Jinzhong could finish his words, thunder surged over again.

A wall of lightning like a thousand-foot-high wave rushed directly towards He Songling and the several disciples of the Tianshi Mansion in front of him.

Fortunately, He Songling placed his claws on them and grabbed these disciples of the Tianshi Mansion and moved them backwards, otherwise they would have been electrocuted to death first.

"Idiot, who do you think your master is? Can Tianshi Zhang of Tianshi Mansion be coerced by others?"

He Songling patted Tian Jinzhong's shoulder with his dangling claw: "You think that in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, there is one enemy who has kidnapped eight hostages. In fact, in his eyes, there are nine gangsters, eight of whom have no power to resist."

"Ah this..."

Although Tian Jinzhong wanted to refute, he couldn't say anything.

The same is true for other disciples of Tianshi Mansion. They are familiar with their master's human nature, and Zhang Jingqing is definitely capable of doing such a thing.

"Hurry, hurry, Brother He, give me a weapon. I know you have guns and cannons. Let's fight my master together!"

It has to be Tian Jinzhong, who has a quick mind and is worthy of being one of the last three surviving disciples of this generation in Longhu Mountain. Zhang Jingqing had many disciples, but in the end, only the second Zhang and Tian Jinzhong survived.

One of them relied on absolute strength, and the other relied on strength + caution. In addition to luck, Tian Jinzhong was able to survive because of his smart brain.

"Oh, boy, you can do it." Zhang Jingqing and He Songling's eyes lit up when they heard this. This kind of disciple is definitely a good seedling. Even if he can't reach the level of a monster like He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei, he is definitely good enough to be the backbone of a sect.

"Hey, what I said last time is still working. How about you jump into my gate and worship me? I promise to make you the deputy head of the Sanyi Sect, and personally teach you the third level of reverse life, and guarantee that you can advance to the second level."

He Songling started to poach people in front of Zhang Jingqing again.

"Get out of here!"

Zhang Jingqing cursed and casually sent several more bolts of lightning down. This time, they accurately hit the claws that He Songling had left on his disciples' necks to control them, turning them all into a ball of white qi, and then he waved his hands, emitting golden light.

"Get out of the way!" The golden light was like a wall, sweeping all eight disciples aside and trapping them inside with a golden ball of light.

He Songling used Qi to hit it twice from a distance and found that this thing was quite sturdy. It didn't shake at all after the two hits.

Even though it was just two casual moves, it also shows the quality of the light ball that came in.

"Old Heavenly Master, there's no need to be so serious. We're just having fun."

He Songling spread his hands and said, "Look, you have rounded up all these disciples, as if you were afraid that I would do something to them. I am not that kind of person. Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in the Trinity Sect and the character of my master, right?"

"If you continue to sacrifice like this, in two months, Brother Zuo's reputation will probably be comparable to that of Quan Xing Monster." Zhang Jingqing laughed in anger, his beard and hair fluttering, and he shouted like thunder, "Boy, stop talking nonsense, do you dare to take my attack?"

"You must be kidding me. I can dodge but I'm fighting you head-on. Isn't that a waste?" He Songling would not fall for his clumsy provocation. "Otherwise, why would I come here to learn the third level of Reverse Life?"

The old Taoist priest was not surprised that the method of provoking the boy was useless. He knew the nature of this kid. It was unrealistic to expect to use some illusory emotions to force him to face off head-on.

Fortunately, he didn't intend to use only this crude method of provocation.

"Hey!"

Zhang Jingqing stretched out his hand and saw a precious sword enshrined in the Jade Emperor Hall of the main hall of Longhu Mountain behind him fly out of the box with a "swish".

I don't know how many years this precious sword has gone through, but it is still as bright as a pool of autumn water, with purple violet and blue tiles, and it is really chilling.

"The cloud seal script is too empty, it is the beginning of the catastrophe. It is far away from home, sinking or floating."

Zhang Jingqing reached out to take the sword, stabbed the sky with the long sword, stepped on the Gang Bu Dou, and chanted the magic spell. Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and ghosts and gods protected, as if a real immortal was about to come to the world.

"Fuck, old Heavenly Master, you are not going to use the sword of the head of the Zhengyi Sect to deal with me?"

He Songling cried out in surprise, and his body moved like green smoke, almost teleporting up instantly. He clasped his palms together, and, gathering all his strength, he struck Zhang Jingqing.

But no matter whether it was the palms or the Qi, once they came within two feet of the old Taoist priest, they were all repelled by the invisible force.

Chant the Xuan Yun Mantra to invite the gods to possess you, and with the help of the sword passed down by Tianshi Zhengyi Dao, you will have the power of the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth to protect you and keep you immune to all evil.

Even He Songling couldn't get in for a while.

"Okay, okay, you don't have martial ethics and you want to use weapons against a junior like me, right?"

He Songling flew out backwards, with white Qi gushing out from his body, trapping the two of them in a white Qi barrier, making it impossible for the Longhu Mountain disciples to see what was going on inside.

At this time, He Songling's whole body turned into Qi, and it turned into a wisp of clear air that rose up. In mid-air, it condensed into a human form and looked down at Zhang Jingqing.

"Sure enough, it's the third level." Zhang Jingqing glanced at He Songling and didn't feel strange. He continued to dance with the sword in his hand.

"I've already given you a break by not using the seal. Emperor of Heaven, Emperor of Heaven, your influence spreads to all directions. No prayer is unanswered, no request is unlucky. You brew the yang and the yin, and ride on the light for eternity. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish..."

"Boom!"

Dark clouds rolled, and thunder struck the tip of the sword that pierced the sky.

(End of this chapter)