C910 Unyielding!!
Fengjian's face distorted. With a shake of his palm, a white long sword appeared in his hand and was directly placed on Yuan Pofa's throat.
"Junior Brother Yuan, it seems that you really aren't afraid of death, right?"
"Heh … Hehe, of course I'm afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of you."
Yuan Pofa sneered and even raised his head, making his throat closer to the white long sword.
"Come
