Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 216: Begging for mercy!
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"Uncle Xiao !!" Seeing this scene, Zong Qinghe could no longer suppress his inner emotions, and he called out and sobbed loudly.
Lei Gang was even more dizzy, struggling to get up from the ground, but failed a few times, but caused injuries and broke his mouth.
The brothers of the Qinglong Gang right guard are all excited at this time. They are infected by Xiao Zuo ’s fighting spirit. Each one of the hearts seems to be burning with fire. The look, the look, and the earth turned upside down. The change.
The people under Han Shiqi all felt the change in the other party's momentum, and their expressions were full of horror, even panic.
"Since you are committed to death, I have no reason not to complete you! The surname is Xiao, you take a step first, and soon I will let these people reunite with you!"
Han Shiqi's eyes narrowed sharply, his right palm raised high, and the True Qi in his body was like a river running, quickly gathered in the palm, and at the same time an unusually cold, terrible murderous like polar storm, swept away and made Zong Qing He couldn't help but shudder a few times.
"Quick, save Uncle Xiao!"
Considering Xiao Zuo's difficult situation, Zong Qinghe was suddenly in a hurry, sipped, and took the lead in lifting his body. A large number of right-back brothers did not dare to show weakness, and at the same time swept up, swarming toward Han Shiqi.
"Hahaha ... Late! Today, Xiao Zuo is dead!" A glance at Zong Qinghe and others who quickly approached, Han Shiqi's face was full of smiles, and the palm of True Qi was already covered. On Xiao Zuo's head.
When Zong Qinghe saw it, a heart was like falling into the abyss and sinking all the time. In his head, Xiao Zuo's affection for her, and when Zong Tianwei was trapped, Xiao Zuo maintained her everything. In Zong Qinghe's mind, Xiao Zuo is her second father!
"Did Uncle Xiao really die in the hands of this evil thief?" Zong Qinghe's eyes were red, and his eyes were filled with tears, and his heart seemed to be the pain of being pulled by an invisible big hand.
"Han Shiqi, today, the only person who will die is you!"
At the time of despair and grief in Zong Qinghe's heart, a thunderous roar suddenly came. The domineering and majestic power contained in it immediately made everybody present palpitated!
Not to mention Zong Qinghe, this voice, even if it is decades, hundreds of years later, she can recognize it!
"Dad!" A shout of excitement and trembling, a combination of excitement and sorrow, has a force that touches people's hearts. Who can't be moved?
Zong Tianwei! The founder of the Qinglong Gang, the legendary character of Qingyun empire, was like a blazing light that pierced the sky and flew out. Nothing else, just his roar is enough to make Han Shiqi's men frightened, and their fighting spirits instantly collapse.
Even Han Shiqi, who was also a dead face at this time, couldn't believe his eyes. Zong Tianwei actually ... really got out of trouble!
There is a smile on Xiao Zuo's face, revealing majesty in his tragic. With a hoarse voice, "Help the Lord, you ... you are finally here ..."
Without saying a word, Xiao Zuo's figure has slowly fallen to the ground, his task has been completed, and it is very beautiful!
Looking at the falling, blood-like Xiao Zuo, Zong Tianwei's tiger eyes, tears flickering. He has lost too many brothers, he never wants to lose Xiao Zuo!
"Han Shiqi, my CAO your ancestor!" A scream, like a dragon awakening the sky, incomparable anger, like an explosion wave, with the roar of Zong Tianwei, bursting out, those little men who followed Han Shiqi for evil All were horribly paralyzed on the ground, and a few of them broke their nerves and died on the spot.
As the so-called enemies meet, they are very jealous! Not to mention the new hatred of Xiao Zuo, just the old hatred is enough for Zong Tianwei to break Han Shiqi's body into pieces.
In the hysterical roar, Zong Tianwei was like a lion, and he waved and slashed toward Han Shiqi. The terrible True Qi condensed its palms, arrogant torrents of waves, and covered the sky like Hanshiqi.
Not to mention Han Shiqi's guilty conscience, he couldn't concentrate on his full strength. Even if he was in perfect condition at this time, he couldn't resist the power like Zong Tianwei.
With a loud muffled sound, Han Shiqi was like a baseball that was pumped away, flying more than ten feet away in a row. After landing, the blood was like a fountain, and it could not stop pouring out, and a face instantly turned into a gray defeat.
Zong Tianwei fell into shape, and strode toward Han Shiqi. In Han Shiqi's face, in his eyes, he has already been counted at this time