Qiao Xiaomai was backing away hastily, reaching into her bosom to draw out a knife.
Just then, a whistling sound filled the air, and a long sword sliced through the void, stabbing straight into the belly of the Black Dog. The force of the blow hurled the dog from the air to the ground.
There was a muffled "thud", followed by a bitter yelp from the Black Dog. It writhed in an attempt to stand up.
But the sword impaling its body was like a nail, pinning it to the ground. Blood flowed from its wounds, rapidly soaking the ground.
Xiaomai was stunned and quickly turned to look at Tong Sanlang.
Tong Sanlang usually carried a flexible sword around his waist. She had examined it carefully, and indeed, it was the same sword in front of her!
Tong Sanlang was evenly matched with Cen Hongping.
"Well, well, possessing such a sharp sword, you're indeed a rebel! As an official, I will capture and punish you today!" Cen Hongping shouted.
