C401 The Strength of the Secret Guard(1)
"Charge!"
With a commanding cry, the golden-armored male spurred his fiery steed into a gallop towards Feng Laixian.
Their gazes locked, and Feng Laixian instantly recognized the formidable strength of his opponent. He tightened his grip on the broadsword and braced himself, teeth clenched, for the impending clash.
"Take this!"
The golden-armored male hoisted his serrated broadsword and
