Chapter 145: The Fake Table

an aged voice in Chen Ping's mind: "Hahaha, young man, thank you. If fate allows, we shall meet on Mount Tianmo...""Heaven Demon Mountain" Chen Ping was taken aback, he seemed to have never heard of...sperate struggle!After dozens of punches!Although Fan Jiang also sustained some wounds, they were not serious!Chen Ping felt a profound sense of despair in his heart. He gasped for air, staring at Fan...