C281 Ice Sap

Uncle Rong looked at Mu Xinshu, who was facing him with a sword in one hand, and slowly walking towards him, and felt especially terrified in his heart. It was hard to imagine that even a super master like the Seventh Master had been defeated by Mu Xinshu.

"Who's coming up?" Mu Xinshu's gaze flickered as a cold light flashed on his face. Uncle Rong, Qin Lan, and the rest all retreated