C407 Ten Years of Swordsmanship

Mu nodded his head and moved all of a sudden. In an instant, he was like a swan flying across the sky, flying thousands of miles without leaving a trace. In the blink of an eye, Mu had already turned around and was thirty feet away. He shouted with a clear voice, "Ten years, one night, ten years!"

Before he finished his words, he turned around and thrust out his sword