C311 Chinese poplar tree!

After a few dozen breaths, Du Ziteng no longer made a sound.

"There's nothing immortal, Du Ziteng, how much spiritual force do you have?" Xia Yang said indifferently with his hands behind his back.

"Could it be that you've admitted defeat? If you admit defeat, I can spare your life!" Xia Yang continued.

Suddenly, a long blade appeared behind Xia Yang. It was incomparably sharp