"publicity, I can't believe you're pretty good!" Lin Ping shakes his numb hands and wants to delay, waiting for his hands to return to normal.

"OK!" With a cold smile, the saber slipped out of his sleeve and was just in his hand.

Seeing Zhang Yang using a knife, Lin Ping's face was a little ugly. His strength is about the same as that of Zhang Yang. If Zhang Yang uses a knife again, he won't be able to enjoy it today.

"you need a knife? It's not fair. " Lin Ping stepped back in fear. Although he wanted to kill Zhang Yang, he didn't want to lose his life....