Chapter 145: The Fake Table

think that."Chen Ping let out a cold smile and, with a wave of his hand, drew the Dragon Slaying Sword. The blade emanated a terrifying aura. He then pointed the tip of his sword at the two men and sa...Old Sun asked in shock!Chen Ping's body fused with the remnant soul of the ancient Body Refinement Clan ancestor.At this time, Ning Caichen spoke!"Integrated"Everyone stared at Chen Ping in shock, the...