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Chapter 145: The Fake Table

    

ated, a deep scratch appearing on the ground beneath his feet, and his face paled.His hands trembled slightly, fear in his eyes. That punch from the bald man had almost crippled the young man's abili...thed his Dragon Slaying Sword, his face pale without a trace of blood."Are you alright, Valley Master" Xu Changsheng saw Chen Ping like that and hurriedly asked.Chen Ping shook his head, but then a mo...