Chapter 1387

true nature of this white light, a blade forged from white light, resembling a hundred zhang in length. Its body radiated an icy killing intent!Zhao Ping'an's body, under this blade, was like an ant,...of the cloud!Zhao Ping'an grabbed the door with one hand and said without looking back, "Let's go. You're no match for me. Go back and tell Jia Si to withdraw the imperial decree. This matter is over!...