C187 Blood-spatter

Long Tianyu galloped his horse and galloped, his metallic hooves stepping on the ground, releasing a dull sound, his entire confidence and willpower soaring up, like a roaring dragon. The sword in his hand was not unsheathed, but his imposing aura was already filling the area.

Zhongli Mei felt the immense pressure coming from Mt. Tai, and his breathing became hurried