"Bang bang bang!"
Miao Qingfeng's cane fell, and the martial artists guarding before Song Qingshan were sent flying like autumn leaves swept by a gust of wind.
Those in the very front were killed on the spot.
Even those behind suffered devastating blows, their martial paths completely destroyed.
"No!"
Song Qingshan's heart-wrenching roar filled with extreme fury and unwillingness came as his eyes were bloodshot.
Tang Zhonghan spat out another mouthful of blood, his presence weakening significantly. He dared not look at the Song Family's plight any longer, closed his eyes, shaking his head and said, "It's our fault, my granddaughter and I, for bringing this disaster upon the Song Family. Even if I died a hundred times, I couldn't make amends!"
"Brother, I've wronged you, I've wronged the Song Family, I am a sinner!"
Tang Yue'er's eyes were filled with despair, suddenly feeling the urge to flee from it all.
