Chapter 1192

, he is equivalent to a censor.How could this be Zhao Ping'an, they even dared to touch him and killed him directly"Oh..." Xu Tianlong was so scared he almost choked.">>Let him leave first, and then r...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.felt a strange unease being watched by Zhao Ping'an, like he was being stared down by death itself. He could feel imminent danger, but with so many guests present, if he backed down now, how would he...