"Bang!"
With half of his body stuck in the ground, Qin Yi channeled his energy, shattering the surrounding ground and struggled to sit up. His chest was somewhat collapsed, causing him to cough repeatedly, with blood gushing from his mouth.
Damn it, this old dog is too strong.
The old man saw this, a sneer of disdain on his face, "Kneel and beg for mercy, and I might leave you with a whole corpse."
"Still the same four words, go fuck yourself." Qin Yi opened his mouth full of blood and cursed directly.
The old man's eyes turned vicious, "Being stubborn will only make you die faster."
Qin Yi spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, then grabbed his rib, with a crackling sound, his broken bones rejoined, the pain causing him to groan continuously, and cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
Then, Qin Yi began to move his energy to heal, the bones in his chest crackling, beginning to regenerate.
The old man mocked, "Does it help? An ant struggling is still an ant."
