Chapter 612: The power of one knee

Tang Muyang actually didn't want to use the flying sword.

First of all, the people he was facing at this time were all members of the Dragon Group, who represented the state machinery, and he did not want to offend too deeply.

Secondly, Feijian is his means of keeping the bottom of the box, and he doesn't want to show it to others easily.

Thirdly, using the flying sword consumes too much mental power. With his current mental power, he can only sustain it for three minutes at most, and all his mental power will be exhausted.

The consumption of mental energy is different from that of true energy, and recovery is very slow. Therefore, he does not want to use it easily until the critical moment.

But at this time, he was besieged with all his strength by these dozen warriors, and with the woman in the pavilion adding fuel to the fire, he really couldn't bear it!

The flying sword flew out instantly.

The dozen warriors who besieged Tang Muyang only saw a flash of cold light.

The next moment, two bloody lights appeared in the crowd.

The two weaker peaks of An Jin already had two hideous wounds on their bodies.

It was better for Tang Muyang to hold back, otherwise, these two people would probably have their heads in different places at this time.

But the woman in the pavilion's eyes lit up and she shouted softly, "Back off!"

The dozen or so warriors were now in a panic. After hearing the order, they hurriedly retreated.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Tang Muyang's mouth, "Now that I have been forced to show my trump card, do you want to retreat so easily? What a beautiful idea!"

Immediately, a thought came to my mind.

The flying sword suddenly turned into a deadly meteor, shuttling between more than a dozen people.

The woman in the pavilion suddenly exclaimed, "Stop!"

Immediately, he jumped out and attacked Tang Muyang.

Tang Muyang showed a trace of sarcasm on his face and jumped forward to attack, but the flying sword did not stop for a moment.

A terrifying wound was cut out on the bodies of the dozen warriors almost at the same time, and blood flowed out, turning into a bloody rain in the air.

A layer of frost covered the woman's face, and she slapped it down with a palm towards Tang Muyang.

Tang Muyang has already seen that this woman is a master in the late stage of Huajin.

Female warriors in the martial arts world are rare, and those who can cultivate to the master level are even rarer.

But the woman in front of me has actually reached the late stage of transformation.

Moreover, the opponent's moves were extremely ruthless, and he was almost ready to kill him.

Tang Mu quickly backed away.

The woman remained unyielding and attacked continuously.

Tang Muyang continued to retreat, with a slight smile on his face, "Aren't you going to stop?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword circled behind the woman and struck in the air.

In an instant, it was on her neck.

The woman's attack suddenly stalled, and she stopped in place, not daring to move again.

The dozen or so Dragon Team members present stood there blankly, a little at a loss.

Although the team leader had warned them in advance that this person was very strong, they did not expect that the other party would be so ridiculously strong.

Not only are more than a dozen of them guilty, but now even the team leader has been "captured."

Is this still a joke?

A smile appeared on Tang Muyang's lips, and he walked up to the woman, "Have you had enough fun?"

The woman didn't dare to move at this time, as if she were a sculpture.

The flying sword was now resting on her neck. As long as the other party had a thought, she could be decapitated in an instant.

"Grandmaster Tang is really powerful. I'm willing to give in. You can remove the flying sword." The woman's red lips opened slightly and she said in a commanding tone.

"You fight when you say you want to fight, and you retreat when you say you want to? Then wouldn't it be too shameful for me?" Tang Muyang walked up to the woman and took a close look at her.

His fair face carries a heroic spirit that is no less than that of a man, and his beautiful eyes reveal a kind of sacred and inviolable majesty at all times.

It is a kind of power that has been tempered by being in a high position for a long time.

This kind of woman is enough to put off most men and make them feel fearful.

However, Tang Muyang is precisely one of those very few.

The woman glanced at Tang Muyang like a superior queen, "Then what else do you want?"

Tang Muyang had a teasing smile on his face, "You are my prisoner now. You should know what happens to a woman who becomes a prisoner on the battlefield, right?"

As he spoke, he slowly approached the woman, then stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and the smile on his face became more and more generous.

The surrounding Dragon Team members were furious, but they did not dare to rush forward. Everyone's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The woman stared at Tang Muyang, "You are looking for death."

Tang Muyang hooked the opponent's waist even more unscrupulously, "Is this what a prisoner should say? Don't forget, your life is in my hands now."

When the woman heard this, a smile appeared on her face for the first time, and it was so beautiful that it made people enchanted.

But it made Tang Muyang feel a little creepy.

The next second, a strong and severe pain came from the lower body.

Tang Muyang immediately covered his lower body and arched his body.

But women are not much better.

Tang Muyang's flying sword itself was pressed against her neck, close to her skin.

As soon as she moved, the flying sword immediately cut the skin on her neck.

The bright red blood slowly flowed down her white neck and into the collar of her clothes.

However, her face did not show much pain, instead there was a sneer of revenge.

Tang Muyang originally wanted to "humiliate" this woman, but now that he saw that the other party was trying to make him pay for his injuries, he had no choice but to give up and recall the flying sword.

The woman glanced at Tang Muyang lightly and said, "Follow me."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and turned to leave.

Tang Muyang hesitated for a moment and followed.

The two quickly walked through the corridor in the courtyard and came to a sealed room.

After the woman entered the room, she sat down directly on a mahogany chair, then raised her head and looked at Tang Muyang, "The rumors are indeed true. Grandmaster Tang's sword-control skills are really elusive and unpredictable."

Tang Muyang frowned. He had only used his sword control skills a few times, but the other party had already found out about it?

The woman seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and then said frankly and honestly: "There is some intersection between our Dragon Group and the Grandmaster Alliance, and I learned about this from their mouths."

Tang Muyang suddenly realized that that day at the Liang family, he used his flying sword to kill two grandmasters of the grandmaster alliance and seriously injured Jiang Panshi.

It is no secret to the Grandmaster Alliance that he has the skill to control a sword.

The woman glanced at him lightly and said, "Otherwise, why do you think the Grandmaster Alliance didn't trouble you again? You know, this sword control skill is a unique skill that every warrior dreams of, so the Grandmaster Alliance will not be tempted?"

Tang Muyang was slightly startled when he heard this.
Chapter completed!