ole arm, like a thick layer of frost!Chen Ping's eyes were slightly closed, and his Inner Heart Sutra was running at its maximum, constantly refining this cold air. However, because the cold air was t..."Hmph, you're just a second-rank martial god, and you dare to resist me Don't even think you're qualified."w..."The clay pot smashed with a resounding crack.Chen Ping was taken aback and hurriedly used his hand to gently support the clay pot, lifting it up!"Brother, I was merely doing a small favor. There'...