ng's face was extremely unsightly. His aura was constantly adjusting, but facing the Martial Saint weapon in Ning Zhi's hand, Chen Ping felt helpless."Chen Ping, go, hurry up, don't worry about me, do...…………need right here!"The Third Elder addressed Chen Ping!"Alright, let's go in!"Liu Ruyue waved her hand, and everyone walked into Feitian Sect!Once you stepped inside, it was a cacophony of vendors hawki...