Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

relentlessly bombarded Chen Ping.Chen Ping held the Dragon Slaying Sword, his body covered in blood, like a killing god, he didn't care about his own life at all.Every strike shall take the life of a...fore him, his eyes icy cold. "You're just a bunch of ants," he said, "and you dare to challenge me"Hao Tian didn't care about the people around him at all. Even if there were many ants, they were stil...