Chapter 550 Broken
After the subsequent personnel of the Action Committee joined, the density of firepower on the high-rise buildings on both sides suddenly decreased a lot. The mercenaries passing through them were able to increase their speed and were gradually approaching the direction of the rift.
Fang Zhixin was restrained by Yu Lie and had no way to stop these people. So if the current situation continued, these people would be able to enter the rift, recover and destroy the split bodies, and the rift would lose its stable fulcrum.
But all this is based on the premise that no one will stop it.
Lao Hu stared coldly at Chen Bi Tong in front of him, waiting for his response. Even if the latter could bear to do nothing, as long as the split body was recovered, he would have enough patience to continue to fight with him.
However, he knew Chen Bitong. Given his personality, he would never wait until that time, but would respond quickly and decisively.
So although he looks relaxed on the surface, he is actually on high alert and ready to deal with the man's attack at any time.
Chen Bitong didn't look at him at this time, but looked into the distance.
Chen Chuanzheng was standing at the window observing. He could feel that the direction the glance was coming from was exactly where he was, or to be exact, the building where the three of them were.
This person knew they were coming.
This is not surprising. For someone who has cultivated his spiritual power to perfection, it is impossible for him to not notice being observed like this for a long time.
Especially Yang Shen and Nie Guanshan, they did not hide their gazes and seemed to want to add pressure to him.
Chen Bitong withdrew his gaze and met Lao Hu's eyes again. Lao Hu didn't seem to react, but in fact, all the nerves in his body were tense.
He walked towards Lao Hu, seemingly moving very slowly. However, after one step, his figure flashed and appeared further ahead. Then he took another step, and this time he moved forward a distance.
However, this movement is not regular. As he walks, he may even move backwards sometimes, and sometimes move in other directions.
He is using the cracks to shuttle and adjust, and he seems to be able to appear in any position at any time.
Lao Hu stood still, his cold eyes looking a little vague at the moment, because he was not relying on pure senses to judge, but was using his mind to capture the whereabouts of the other party.
Once, Chen Bitong's figure even appeared less than three meters in front of him. For people of their level, this was almost face-to-face distance, but he was unmoved and was still waiting for something.
After a few more breaths, he suddenly felt something, his eyes suddenly focused, and he swung his palm to the side. With a bang, Chen Bitong's figure appeared there.
boom!
This time was unlike before. The two forces collided with each other, and the place where they touched exploded like a cannonball, with large amounts of smoke and dust rushing out.
Then, Lao Hu felt that, apart from the initial collision of force, all the force he had subsequently exerted fell into the air. Before Chen Bitong's figure had vanished from his side, a second Chen Bitong appeared on the other side and stabbed him with his palm.
He was prepared. Without moving his body, he passed his left hand from under his right hand, and the two palms quickly collided with each other, making another thunderous explosion.
While Chen Bitong on both sides were still there, a third Chen Bitong appeared behind him and pressed his hand on the back of his head.
This was because the speed of traveling through the rift was so fast that even though he had left, his figure and a trace of spiritual power at that moment still remained in the original place.
And during this movement, because his spiritual aura became everywhere, it caused a certain degree of confusion in Lao Hu's perception.
At this time, Lao Hu still had his hands facing the two figures, as if he could not resist the attack from behind. However, he just tilted his head, and the straight hair on his back was swung up, and collided with Chen Bitong's attack with a fierce force, and this figure seemed to show signs of collapse.
At this moment, at the place where Lao Hu and Chen Bi Tong first fought each other, the figure there seemed to suddenly become solid from vague, and at the same time a powerful force emerged from within.
He sneered in his heart, it really came!
He exerted his strength three times in succession, and each time he exerted real force. Normally, even if he wanted to exert a powerful force, he would be powerless. So even if Chen Bitong could not defeat him in this attack, he could retreat safely after the collision and look for another opportunity. However, he had made sufficient preparations for today.
From the very beginning, he took a medicine specially prepared for him by the Action Committee. At this moment, he suddenly stimulated the power of the medicine. At this moment, both the alienated tissues in his body and his spiritual aura were elevated to the peak state. Then, he aimed at Chen Bitong and released a breaking force with all his strength!
With this thrust, Chen Bitong's arm began to break at the point where their fingers and palms touched, extending all the way to his shoulder. The shattered bones and flesh could be clearly seen. If the force had been transmitted smoothly, it could have shattered his shoulder and even half his body in one fell swoop, and the battle would have been a sure thing.
However, at this moment, Lao Hu suddenly felt a void in front of him. The force from the opposite side only existed at the very front, and the back was not as full as he had imagined.
His pupils couldn't help but shrink, and at this moment, on his right, the figure of the second Chen Bitong suddenly solidified, as if a tremendous force was about to surge up from there.
But at this moment, a threat faintly came from behind.
Where is it?
Because his spiritual power was distributed in multiple places, he was unable to tell where the real attack came from in a hurry.
But based on his understanding of Chen Bitong, he knew that the fatal blow would most likely come from his back, which was unable to turn around in time and was also the weakest point. He would not suffer any loss even if he could not hit him, so he transferred all the remaining strength to his hair at the back.
But unexpectedly, the real attack came from the place where Chen Bitong's arm was cut off by him just now, which was also the place where he attacked him for the first time.
Only at this moment did he suddenly realize that Chen Bitong had actually been there since his arm was broken and had not moved.
Whether the attack came from the right or from the back, it was nothing more than a confusion of mental strength. The force rushing from there was only superficial and would collapse at the first touch. In fact, even if he ignored it, it would not cause any harm to him.
But it was too late for him to realize it. All his strength was diverted elsewhere. He could only watch Chen Bitong raise his other intact hand and punch him on the shoulder blade. At the same time, a surge of powerful strength surged in and rushed into every part of his body with unstoppable momentum.
Suddenly, a series of cracking bones and breaking joints erupted all over his body.
Xiankong Jin is a kind of force with extremely strong penetration and intrusion capabilities. It does not emphasize killing the enemy in one blow, but it is highly destructive. People who are attacked will suffer strong impact and destruction in the alienated tissues, bones and internal organs of the body in an instant, and will no longer be able to use the full force.
So after this attack, Lao Hu had actually lost his fighting ability.
Lao Hu knew that he had missed his chance and would not have another chance. He stared at Chen Bitong and said, "With this kind of spiritual power, could you..."
Chen Bitong seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and said in a deep voice: "It's still a little bit short, but it's not far away..."
As he said this, his figure became vague, and it was obvious that he was just a phantom remaining in the same place.
Lao Hu's eyes were bloodshot. The next moment, a violent explosion sounded from inside his body. Thick smoke rose hundreds of meters high, and surging air waves spread outward.
Dozens of meters away, Chen Bitong stood there watching the scene. He knew Lao Hu and knew that he would rather commit suicide than die in his hands. He knew that he could definitely do something like putting a high explosive in his body. The last question was probably just to trick him into staying where he was, so he left one step ahead.
At this time, a black dot fell from the sky, and with a crackling sound, it landed not far ahead, and bounced on the ground a few times before stopping.
That was the half-face mask worn by Lao Hu, but it was now distorted and unrecognizable.
He looked at it silently, then looked at his left arm hanging there.
It was broken in at least seven or eight places from front to back, with bones and flesh all bloody and in a complete mess. In some places, only some tendons were barely holding it together, preventing it from being completely broken.
At this time, he used his other hand to straighten and put it back together, and blood and essence gushed out from his heart. In just a moment, the bones there slowly healed and contracted, and the flesh and blood were reconnected. After a while, there was no longer any abnormality on the surface.
Yu Lie, watching this scene from behind, felt a chill in his heart. With Lao Hu dead, what was the point of him persisting? He immediately leaped back, and Fang Zhixin didn't come up to pursue him.
Chen Bitong then said, "You can go now."
Yu Lie grinned and said, "I won't leave. I can't beat you, Teacher Chen, but I believe I can stop the cavalry of the old imperial family. I will stay and stop them, but I will not take any part in any future actions against you."
Chen Bitong didn't say anything else, as if he agreed.
After Lao Hu's death, the mercenaries lost all their fighting spirit. Without waiting for orders, they gave up their goals and fled from the square.
At this time, someone informed Mr. Chu who was in the back, saying in panic: "Mr. Chu, Mr. Hu is dead."
Mr. Chu's face remained unchanged. He stood at the observation post, half of his face in the shadow cast from above, and said in a gloomy tone, "Waste."
From atop a distant high-rise building, Chen Chuan and the other two witnessed the entire process. Yang Shen then spit out his cigarette, which he had smoked for the umpteenth time. He stretched his neck, making a few crackling sounds, and said, "It's over. The temporary special committee failed, so it's our turn."
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(End of this chapter)
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