Chapter 845

o Ping'an's throat.The phantom claws, conjured out of thin air, are tightening, closing in ever more relentlessly!Zhao Ping'an remained expressionless, his eyes cold and piercing. Finally, he moved. H...eart, and his whole body's energy leaked out. He hurriedly retreated a hundred meters.As he ducked.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!Boom!He had just moved forward about a h...