Chapter 1192

im crashing into the wall of the stage.Before Hu Qingjiang could even get down...Zhao Ping'an had already rushed to his side, grabbing his neck with one hand!... in the gaze of everyone."I hate threat...Chapter 1192

Zhao Ping'an spoke slowly, his face turning pale after finishing his words. He seemed as calm and still as a corpse, an eerie peace settling over him, unspeakable sorrow etched on his features.

He began to slowly rotate his body, looking at each face, trying to memorize them all.

None of these people are allowed to run!

Qian Rong also often heard this, her body softened instantly, and despair filled her eyes.

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等不得！

"You insignificant vermin, face the whip!"

As he spoke, he whipped out his divine whip and lashed straight at Zhao Ping'an, his body also charging forward with incredible speed.

Thousands of monks saw this scene.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It was almost simultaneous.

Suddenly!

Zhao Ping'an’s spiritual energy surged outward, condensing into a blade. Just as he raised his hand, a white light flashed across Zhou Sihai’s brow.

Just watch.es, I wouldn't be implicated. Rest assured!Yun Ling'er frowned slightly, very confused, what was his nameZhao Ping'an smiled again and said, “Hurry up and eat. You have to believe that Zhao Ping'an ca...