I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1327 - 315: The Light of This World Is Not Only Found in the Brightness
Cui Xiaofei’s strength exceeded his expectations.
The opponent said nothing, his desire to fight overwhelming, even disregarding his own condition. All he wanted was to exchange blows for his life. Such a method even made Jin Poshan feel a bit alarmed.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The earth trembled, constantly cracking as powerful forces blasted deep pits into the ground.
The two figures entangled in a fierce battle, the situation extremely intense, shadows interlacing, difficult to distinguish and capture.
"Madman, you’re a damn lunatic."
Jin Poshan roared angrily; his wounds barely healed when new ones appeared, and his blood sprayed as if it were free of charge.
"If becoming a madman means I can take you down, then what harm is there in becoming a madman."
Cui Xiaofei growled, his two pairs of meat wings already broken, and his body covered in countless injuries, flesh torn open, blood covering his whole body, as if he walked out of a sea of blood and hell.
His blood-red eyes emitted a blazing fire, his blood boiling completely with the fight.
The battle continued.
Cui Xiaofei’s expression was indifferent; aside from fighting, there was no other choice. He knew Jin Poshan was strong, but even so, he wouldn’t give up.
When life is thrown into disregard, nothing faced becomes so frightening anymore.
When even death is not feared, what could possibly be scary?
Much later.
The commotion of the battle gradually subsided.
A scene of devastation met the eye, with wind and sand rising, yellow sand floating in the air.
Drip! Drip!
Cui Xiaofei lay on the ground, his two pairs of meat wings broken, his left arm shattered, his flesh seeming to be torn off, exposing the chilling white bones, the heart wrapped in those bones still pulsating, half his face hanging with flesh, revealing his inner structure.
He had done his best. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Forcing his broken body to look forward.
Jin Poshan’s condition was not much better; his body equally ravaged, especially the neck wound which was shocking, half the flesh severed, his head could fall off at any moment.
If his own power weren’t strong enough, Jin Poshan’s head would definitely have fallen.
"You’re truly a madman."
Jin Poshan cursed furiously.
The ferocity in his gaze clearly wished to tear Cui Xiaofei to pieces.
Thud thud thud...
The sound of rotors was heard.
It was the sound of a helicopter.
Cui Xiaofei looked at the black silhouette appearing in the distant sky, a faint smile playing on his lips—it finally arrived, really too slow.
"You..."
Jin Poshan, seeing the approaching helicopter, turned pale instantly. He understood this was all a setup by the other, deliberately finding him, fighting to mutual destruction, and then having the Mutant Organization come to take advantage of the situation?
He never considered anyone but Lin Fan worthy of notice.
Anyone else daring to appear would meet death.
But his current state was bad, his condition poor, and the culprit causing this was this vile guy desperately fighting him.
No, he absolutely couldn’t engage with this group now.
"Cui Xiaofei, do you think you can catch me this way? I think you’re dreaming. If I want to leave, no one can stop me."
Jin Poshan swayed as he got up, unable to steady himself due to his severed leg, but Telekinesis supported him, ensuring he wouldn’t fall.
Given his current bodily condition, escaping was difficult.
But don’t forget his Telekinesis.
It allowed him to control his body, soaring through the air like a bird.
As soon as he finished speaking.
Jin Poshan’s body floated up, his disheveled figure showing a mocking smile towards Cui Xiaofei as he uttered vicious words, "You wait, I will tear you limb from limb, letting you die in despair."
Cui Xiaofei watched Jin Poshan floating in the air.
Without saying a word.
He just looked quietly like this.
He knew that with his current ability, there’s no way to keep Jin Poshan from leaving.
And his true goal was not Jin Poshan anyway.
Watching that figure get further and further away, Cui Xiaofei understood clearly who would ultimately be the one to deal with him—it would be Lin Fan, not him.
He struggled to get up, staggeringly walking toward where the satellite phone was kept.
Dialed the only number.
"Hello."
"Lin Fan, listen to me, I found Jin Poshan, and engaged in a big fight with him, causing my body to seriously fail, hard to recover. Headquarters personnel have already arrived. In my condition, I’ll likely be recycled by headquarters. Don’t hang up, and don’t speak. I will say when I’ve determined the location, that’s all I can do, so don’t talk anymore."
Without hanging up the phone.
He looked down at his chest, tearing off a piece of flesh from his chest, wedging the satellite phone during the call between his ribs.
The helicopter landed.
Several figures appeared, quickly leaping, soon reaching Cui Xiaofei’s side, all showing shocked expressions when they saw his condition.
The injury was simply too severe.
You could say it was unbearable to look at.
And still alive in this state—it showed that this vitality was genuinely resilient. Any other mutant probably would’ve perished by now.
Some perfect mutants, seeing Cui Xiaofei in this state, harbored small thoughts.
Others were gloating over his misfortune.
With wounds like these, even if Cui Xiaofei could self-recover, it probably wouldn’t be easy.
At this time, a headquarters liaison hurried over, not concerned about Cui Xiaofei’s state, but urgently asking.
"Where is Jin Poshan?"
