Chapter 17Now that we've talked about this.Chapter 1175

The moment his words left his lips.

Visible to the naked eye, dust motes suspended in the air fall like countless stars descending.

Not only was it dust, but even the disciples of Bai Ca Ge who floated in mid-air lost control and instantly fell.

"Even Zhao Ping'an felt a slight pressure!"

It feels like an unspeakable force is pressing down on my head, about to smash me into the ground.

"Martial arts, the martial arts of a holy land!"ercing hum!Zhao Ping'an dodged in a hurry, but could only raise his fist to meet the blow head-on!Click!A sound like a mountain erupting split the air, causing it to ripple like water!Just wait and se...