This sword that attacked Huang Shaohong's back was really called 'fast, accurate, and ruthless', and the raid was silent, the essence of the deep assassination, if it weren't for the little cold light he reflected in Zhao Zhi's eyes, maybe he would have really been injured under this sword at this time.

But at this time, he was also a little passive, someone came to stab him in the heart with a long sword, but was blocked by his horizontal sword, the tip of the sword stabbed his sword spine with a loud sound, sparks shot out, Huang Shaohong was hit by this force and shook his body, and took a step back unsteadily.

The person who came was also a young and beautiful woman, she seemed to be surprised that she could force Huang Shaohong back with one sword, her eyes were full of incredulity, and she instantly turned into contempt.

The long sword in her hand trembled, and she wanted to swing the opponent's long sword away and attack again, but unexpectedly, Huang Shaohong unexpectedly used it from the bottom up.

In this era, a sword is a sword, and there are very few moves like a sword with a leg, let alone a 'yin leg'.

Although this woman was resolute, she was shocked by Huang Shaohong's sudden move, and hurriedly withdrew her sword and retreated, slashing down the incoming leg with her long sword.

Unexpectedly, Huang Shaohong's leg was both virtual and real, seeing the other party retreating and dodging, this leg was retracted with a flick, and the long sword on his chest swiped forward, heading straight for the neck of the other woman.

The woman was in danger, and with a sword slashing down the downward figure, she dodged the sweeping sword, and the long sword in her hand teased Huang Shaohong's ribs.

"Huh...... Interesting! "Huang Shaohong saw such a 'subtle' swordsmanship for the first time in this era, of course, it is said that the 'subtle' is compared with the swordsmanship of this era, but it is much worse than the swordsmanship of all kinds of dazzling and flowery swordsmanship in later generations.

Facing the woman's long sword, Huang Shaohong dodged sideways, and as soon as the long sword shook, several sword flowers appeared under the woman's hood.

Seeing that there was no room to dodge, the woman simply rolled on the spot by bending over, and avoided the range shrouded by the sword light like a civet cat, and then stood up, holding the sword to protect herself, and looked at Huang Shaohong with a vigilant expression.

It's not that Huang Shaohong didn't think about pursuing, but at this time, Zhao Zhi had already stood up, and the two women were holding swords to him one after the other, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

At this time, he had the opportunity to take a closer look at the woman who attacked him, only to see that the woman was a little shorter than Zhao Zhi, and her appearance was seven or eight points similar to Zhao Zhi, but she was even fairer and delicate, her eyes were full of light, and she had a ruthless taste that Zhao Zhi did not have, and she was a little older, with a beautiful figure and full of strength.

Huang Shaohong had already guessed the identity of this woman, since she looked similar to Zhao Zhi and appeared at the same time, it must be her sister, the Shanrou who worshiped under Cao Qiudao's door was undoubted.

He raised his eyebrows, stared at Shanrou and said in a deep voice, "You want to kill me?" ”

Seeing him looking himself up and down, Shanrou said in shame: "Your swordsmanship is also worthy of being called a sword god?" ”

Huang Shaohong casually heard this, and dusted the non-existent dust on his shoulder with his fingers: "I don't know how I, the sword god, compares to Cao Qiudao?" ”

Shanrou heard him call his teacher by his name, and a trace of irony mixed with anger flashed in his eyes, and said, "You are also worthy of being compared to Mr. Forget Worries!" ”

Huang Shaohong's tone was light: "You are his apprentice, of course you will say so, at least it is enough to deal with your sisters with my swordsmanship!" ”

Shanrou was shocked when she heard Huang Shaohong point out her identity, and asked, "How do you know my identity?" ”

After she finished speaking, she showed a fierce expression, like a female leopard who wanted to choose someone to devour.

The corners of Huang Shaohong's mouth curled slightly, revealing a meaningful smile and said, "I know more!" ”

Shanrou has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, where will people know their details, and immediately ignore the purpose of coming, not to mention the fit, this time her swordsmanship is even more bizarre, every move is in line with Huang Shaohong's key attack, and the move is to fight for his life.

Huang Shaohong's eyes narrowed, and then he knew that this girl didn't have real skills, and she should have just tested herself just now.

At this time, seeing such a swordsmanship, the other party was Cao Qiudao's apprentice, which made him also interested, and he unfolded his sword momentum to fight with this Shanrou, and the two of them fought fast and fast, and Zhao Zhikong, who wanted to help his sister, couldn't insert the long sword into his hand.

The sword Huang Shaohong used was a bronze sword of this era, which was much heavier than the sword he used when he was in Bao Zhilin, which also led to the fact that the power in his swordsmanship could not be fully exerted.

In addition, Shanrou on the other side is also really good, no matter the speed and strength, it is about the same as him, and the reaction speed is also extremely fast.

Coupled with the number of swordsmanship, it is actually a little close to the swordsmanship that was specially used for fighting in the rivers and lakes in later generations, and it is also real in the virtual, and the real is in the void, which does not seem to be born out of the battlefield at all, but seems to be created specifically for assassination and fighting.

For these various reasons, it is unlikely that Huang Shaohong wants to easily defeat Shanrou with swordsmanship, unless he has a body like the grandmaster in the 'Huang Feihong World', then the speed and strength are far from being comparable to now, and it is not difficult to solve the opponent with swordsmanship between three moves and two styles, but now it is impossible.

Fortunately, Huang Shaohong is not a stubborn person, knowing that it is difficult to win in a short period of time with swordsmanship alone, and he does not force it, taking the opportunity of his long sword to deviate from the blade of Shanrou's sword, he probed with his left hand, and clamped the opponent's sword-holding vein like lightning, intending to win directly with martial arts.

This grasp is a move in the small grab of Nan Shaolin, and the fingers directly press the opponent's acupoint under the grab, and half of Shanrou's body is suddenly numb.

Huang Shaohong took advantage of the situation and got close, while pulling the other party, he arched his waist and hips, and the footsteps of the opponent's body were floating off the ground, and he directly threw one hand over the shoulder with the force of his hand, and picked up the beauty without pity, and then slammed it on the ground with a 'boom'.

Shanrou fell to the ground, making a 'bang' sound, feeling that all her internal organs were shaken, and half of her body was already sore, but she only showed a slight painful expression on her face, so she reached into her arms with her other hand, quickly took out a dagger, and was about to throw it at Huang Shaohong.

Huang Shaohong raised his foot and dragged it on his wrist with his toes, and the dagger flew out of his hand on the stone wall on the side with a 'ding' sound, rebounded and fell to the ground.

After Huang Shaohong turned around with his foot, he stepped on it and firmly stepped on Shanrou's arm on his chest, so that he couldn't move.

By the time Shanrou wanted to forcibly struggle, the blade of the sword in Huang Shaohong's hand had already landed next to the fair-skinned neck of this beautiful woman.

The two of them moved very fast, and after they started, they got up and down, and dozens of moves passed in an instant, and then before Zhao Zhi on the side could find a chance to help, her sister Shanrou had already been put down and subdued to the ground.

This made Zhao Zhi's eyes dazzled, and when he saw Huang Shaohong's long sword across his sister's neck, he could hurt Shan's life as long as he probed it lightly, and hurriedly said: "Don't hurt my sister, in fact, we are not here to trouble you, but to thank you!" ”

Huang Shaohong pointed to his heart and said coldly: "I don't read much, don't lie to me, if I can't stop your sister's sneak attack on that sword just now, can I still have the gas to talk to you now?" ”

Shanrou was ashamed and angry when he stepped on it: "I stabbed your right arm, it was after you turned around, the change in position became the heart, I just want to test your strength!" ”

Huang Shaohong pondered for a while, as if this was the truth, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and said: "I see that you are proficient in the way of assassination, who knows if you deliberately did this, luring me to turn around!" ”

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Shanrou said angrily: "Little thief, your swordsmanship is nothing more than that, but there are more despicable means, and you are in vain in the name of the sword god, and you are not martial!" ”

Huang Shaohong knew that what she was referring to was his own use of his yin feet and grappling hands, and he immediately sneered: "Do you still pay attention to the rules and means of life and death, if you want to say that, I am not as good as you sigh to yourself, and pointed to the bronze dagger that fell to the side as he spoke!" ”

Zhao Zhi anxiously said to Chaoshan: "Okay, let's not say it's here to thank Mr. Huang!" ”