“Bang!”
The sound of cracking bones was clearly audible.
His shoulders collapsed in an instant, and his whole body was slapped out like a broken kite, smashing heavily on the ground dozens of feet away, with blood spraying out of his mouth.
“Chen Ping!”
Yun Xi was furious, drew his sword and was about to rush towards Yaochen, but was stopped by Chen Ping raising his hand.
Chen Ping struggled to stand up, his left arm hung weakly at his side, the bones in his shoulders had shattered, and the pain was unbearable every time he moved.
He looked at Yaochen, his eyes were full of coldness, but the corners of his mouth curled up with a mocking smile, “Master of the Divine Hall? This is the style of your temple? Take advantage of others’ dangers? ”
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