C470 Battle

"Junior brother, are you angry?" Looking at Xia Yang's fast moving shadow, Jin Huanhuan pursed her beautiful red lips and said in a low voice.

Ma Lin and Hwang Puyang looked at Xia Yang and also nodded. Hwang Puyang even looked at the group of bandits at the foot of the Giant Sword Peak with pity on his face.

Xia Yang was like a phantom