Swordsmanship, Ink, works
d upon entering this dimensional space: a skeletal warhorse over two meters tall, clad in a somewhat worn breastplate. Upon its back, a knight in full black armor sat astride, wielding a long spear."...self talking a bit too much, but it didn't regret it. After all, in its eyes, Yunfeng was as good as dead."Die, you'll know when you're dead..."Before the Frost Dragon could finish its words, Yun Feng...