Chapter 1192

Huang Baimei were dead, but Zhao Ping'an hadn't been killed yet.If you didn't kill him, that's fine, but you didn't even kill the chicken.They rushed over and knelt down before Yin Xianqing with a th...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.

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