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Chapter 145: The Fake Table
on its shell began to flicker with light. Dao after dao of energy surged forth like flying knives, constantly attacking Chen Ping.Soon, Chen Ping was covered in wounds, blood flowing non-stop. However...ess with me..."A few people were a little scared.Chen Ping sneered coldly: "You say don't make trouble, so I shouldn't make trouble"Once he finished speaking, Chen Ping's figure flashed and vanished!T...