C432 Wind and Cloud Sword Formation

Mu Xinshu had managed to get rid of the threat of the cold sword in Leah's hand, and had successfully avoided the two masked women in black. If Lin Dong wanted to escape now, he would have quite a good chance of doing so.

But at this time, Mu Xinshu was bleeding profusely from his waist and stomach. His hair was disheveled, his face disheveled, and his clothes tattered