Chapter 145: The Fake Table

sword in her hand, expressionless, eyes blazing."Do you want to spar with me"Chen Ping's lips twitched slightly, and he asked faintly."You don't dare"A hint of sarcasm played on the woman's face.As a...backed into a corner. Facing the relentless onslaught of skeletons, Chen Ping raised his hand, and the Zhanlong Sword materialized in his grasp!"Let's charge forward now, don't dive in too deep just...