C227 Neiximu

The young female swordsman was pointed at the tip of her nose by the heart tree wooden sword in Mu Xinshu's hand. She could feel the icy cold sword energy causing all the meridians in her body to pulse. In that moment, the young female swordsman seemed to be in a daze as she raised her head. Her eyes were hazy as she looked at Mu Xinshu, who was standing in front of her.

"You, Monk Hua