C186 The Chasing of Martial Masters

The nameless mental exercise revolved, and the bloody hole on Xiao Mu's palm healed at a visible rate. In the blink of an eye, it had already scabbed over, and the old skin was shed.

Clang!

Xiao Mu's sword slashed the broadsword that was coming at him, causing sparks to fly, and the blade's body split into two