Chapter Seventy-Two: Killing Alone

"Qingxiu Sword Sect, Hu Shaping!" The woman's swordsmanship is light and elegant, like the wind sweeping away the flowers, every move and style are beautiful and tight, Qingxiu swordsmanship is a very ornamental, lethal but not very prominent martial arts, but Hu Shaping has been practicing martial arts for nearly 40 years, and the internal skills and moves are extremely exquisite, even if it is an ordinary move, with deep internal strength, it can also hurt people's lives. Therefore, she rushed left and right, but she fought a bloody way.

Zhao Lie saw Hu Shaping charging alone, but those men and women in fancy clothes stood in place, not daring to take half a step forward, and knew that this Hu Shaping was the core person who broke through Tianshui, as long as he took her, he would not worry about those timid sons and ladies being disobedient. Immediately took out a three-foot broad-bladed long knife from his crotch, ordered the soldiers who surrounded Hu Shaping to take ten steps back, and said: "Hu Nuxia, I respect the warriors of Zhao Country the most, and I respect women even more, today I will fight with you one-on-one, if you win, I will quit the battle and retreat, if I win, you hand over Tianshui, how about it?" ”

Hu Shaping rushed into the enemy formation alone, knowing that she could not rely on the disciples of the Qingxiu Sword Sect to fight against the well-trained soldiers of the Zhao State, it would be a disaster of destruction, and she held the hope of capturing the king in case to retreat, and now Zhao Lie actually took the initiative to propose, and her heart was as relaxed as a rock falling to the ground. She was worried that Zhao Lie would regret it, so she quickly stepped forward, stabbed at Zhao Lie with a sword, and saw that the long sword was close to her, Zhao Lie slashed with a long knife, and the swords were connected, Hu Shaping was shocked and retreated more than ten steps before she stood firm, and the pain of the shock hit her mouth, she looked at this young general in astonishment, only to realize that this person has good skills, and it is not a big deal to fight with her. Hu Shaping has never encountered such a master in his life.

But now that he is in a desperate situation, no matter what the difference in strength is, he has to fight to the death!

Hu Shaping walked sideways, around to the back of Zhao Lie's mount, the sword hooked to Zhao Lie's waist, Zhao Lie did not turn around, only used the blade to block and parry, Hu Shaping brushed and stabbed three swords in a row, Zhao Lie also stabbed three times, the two of them fought fast, back and forth, in an instant, more than 20 moves have been dismantled. Hu Shaping's sword blade flickered, stabbing around Zhao Lie's body, silver light flying, everyone was dazzled, but this Qingxiu swordsmanship was more than agile, and the offensive was insufficient, and it was not enough to deal with ordinary soldiers, not to mention Zhao Lie, who was not weak in martial arts. After more than 50 moves, Hu Shaping could never hurt Zhao Lie.

Although Zhao Lie admired Hu Shaping's bravery, he was determined to be in Tianshui City, and he had no intention of entanglement with Hu Shaping. Hu Shaping was taken aback, and hurriedly blocked with a horizontal sword, the power on the knife was very domineering, how to block the ordinary iron sword, only a crisp sound was heard, Hu Shaping's iron sword was cut off from it, the knife wind did not decrease, Hu Shaping was stabbed in the chest, his body flew out several feet, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Master!" The disciples in the city gate saw Hu Shaping injured and fell to the ground, and they each exclaimed, a young man rushed out first, wielding his sword and fighting with the surrounding soldiers, and the rest of the people also gained courage and rushed forward with their swords. The Qingxiu Sword Sect accepts these young ladies to get started, and teaches the Qingxiu swordsmanship that is mainly ornamental, this set of swordsmanship is very elegant and beautiful, but it is not good at facing the enemy. These soldiers of the Zhao State didn't care about their identities, and after a short fight, they had already killed more than ten Qingxiu disciples.

Hu Shaping endured the pain and sat up, looking at the disciples who fought hard to save her, her tightly knit eyebrows and eyes did not feel tears in her eyes, and she secretly said in her heart: Although these disciples are indeed arrogant on weekdays, it is difficult to endure hardships and practice swords, but in the face of righteousness, they all dare to sacrifice their lives to fight, which can be regarded as the glory of the Qingxiu Sword School. But if this continues, even if all the disciples die, nothing will change, and the only hope at the moment is that she can kill Zhao Lie. She raised her head and stared at Zhao Lie, with a fierce light in her eyes, but the long sword was broken, and she even lost her weapon, how could she kill the general of Zhao Guo with strong martial arts in front of her?