s, and the Zhanlong Sword instantly appeared in his hand!Although this old willow's strength isn't particularly high, this guy is a master of magic. Just that illusion he used just now almost trapped...a piece of scrap metal, you dare to block my attack..."Zhang Bian let out a cold snort and swung his sword down with all his might."To deal with you, even a stick would be enough..."Chen Ping's eyes n...
Chapter 145: The Fake Table