Chapter 3481: No One Can Escape
face These ten bottles of brandy were what he wanted!But seeing all ten bottles of wine opened, Leng Bing's heart bled!"This wine still tastes good..."Chen Ping picked up a bottle of brandy, poured hi..."You dare speak to me like that, you're dead…"
After Chen Ping finished speaking, he took a step back!
And the white-clad woman behind him, Bai Qian, instantly erupted with the aura of a tribulation realm seventh rank expert!
This aura was like Mount Tai pressing down, directly forcing the gray-robed old man to lie on the ground!
The other cultivators sensing the Qi of a seventh-rank tribulation realm emanating from Bai Qian, all changed color and retreated hastily!
"To speak to my little brother like that, you must be tired of living..."
Bai Qian looked down at the old man in gray, saying with disdain!
The old man in gray was terrified, hurriedly pleading for mercy: "Spare my life, spare my life, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
Seeing the old man admit his mistake, Bai Qian gently waved her hand, and the grey-clothed old man was instantly sent flying several miles away!
The other cultivators saw this and turned around and ran!
These people are nothing but bullies who pick on the weak.
But within the formation, Sheng Bushì was beaming with excitement: "It's Mr. Chen, it's Mr. Chen and them..."
The rest of the Sheng family were also very happy!
The formation was quickly opened, the white mist dissipated, and all the members of the Sheng family walked out of the formation!
"Mr. Chen, thank you so much! You've saved us again..."
"Sheng bu shi gao ji de dao!"
"Lord Sheng, please don't be so polite. It seems that the last few days will definitely be more chaotic in the Divine Demon Battlefield. I might as well accompany Lord Sheng outside."
Chen Ping said!
Mr. Chen, aren't you staying a few more days
"Sheng Bu Shi asked in confusion!"nd, he was covered in cuts and gashes, blood flowing freely, a truly horrifying sight."I wonder how long you can hold on for..."Chen Ping's voice was icy cold, and the Martial Saint Sword in his hand...