C64

Helpless to wasting words with these people, Jiang Feng thrust his long spear at Xie Ya.

"Do you really think this old man is afraid of you!?" Xie Ya looked at Jiang Feng and summoned his iron whip.

The iron whip crackled as it danced in an impenetrable manner.

Logically speaking, Jiang Feng didn't care about things of this level, but just as he was about to stab Xie Ya