Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

ave, his face turning rather unsightly!"Haha, Chen Ping, have you forgotten that I have a Martial Saint artifact in hand""With your current skill, you wouldn't be able to withstand a fatal blow from a...ervously, then waited in silence!Finally, after more than ten minutes, the disciple spoke, “High Priest, it's fine, it's safe. Come in…”Hearing the cry of the preacher, people finally breathed a sigh...