"This thing isn't bad, let me use it."
Song Yi's eyelids grew heavier, but he still forced a smile at Li Yan, who was standing in front of him.
"Take it then."
Li Yan burst out laughing, raised his hand and threw a porcelain bottle. The Tiger Head Great Spear swept past with a dull whoosh, shattering the bottle and causing the deep red liquid to drench the spear tip.
The red banner on the pole fluttered constantly, incidentally sweeping away three or four flying arrows.
Divine Blood: When applied to a cold weapon, it can dispel certain degrees of Demonic Strength protection and blessings.
Honda Tadakatsu charged on his horse, his Red Deer Horn Helm exceptionally dazzling, the chill from his Kachiten menacing.
"Chantan, cover me."
Li Yan's eyes blazed like wildfire, and with a tiger's roar, he rushed towards Honda without hesitation.
