Chapter 1192

left.Liu Yeming and Ou Yanghai rushed out, but when they saw that Zhao Ping'an was no longer outside the door, they stood there dumbfounded."He could Feng Shui, he could medicine, he could martial art...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. like me to translate!"Isn't it tiring up there Why don't you come down and chat with me I've been here for twenty years, awfully lonely."Then, suddenly, a voice, ancient and creaking, came from below...