Chapter 587 The True Master

ering a punch, froze in place the instant Chen Ping exhaled a plume of smoke. His fist was just a few millimeters from Chen Ping!Everyone stared in disbelief. Right before their astonished eyes, Chen...a thin layer of mist; even in wind, snow, and frost, it can burn endlessly!"However, Chen Ping did not speak. In the midst of that mist, he suddenly drew his Zhanlong Sword, and the Nine Shadow Sword...