C515 His Hand Slipped

"Brother Yang Xiuyuan, Brother Yang Xiuyuan, we are friends. Don't you care about our friendship and want to kill your brother?!" Hai Dapeng begged for mercy, but he had no hands and feet. He could not block the opponent's blade.

Yang Xiuyuan's face was ferocious. It seemed that he had made up his mind. He was determined to kill today.

Hai Dapeng shouted loudly, "Yang Xiuyuan