Through the Book, I Became the Matchmaker for the Male Match

Chapter 302 Love in the previous life, under the spinulus (37)

Concentrate your mind, and don't care whether those white-clothed swordsmen are ready or not.

Beiyao picked up the bamboo sword and attacked them with a fierce attack.

"Ah! The treacherous villain is actually playing sneak attack!"

Several white-clothed swordsmen covered their injured arms one after another, glaring at Bei Yao.

But Bei Yao looked indifferent, "On the battlefield, the only one who is careless is death!"

His dark pupils seemed to see through everything in the world, and his slender body stood upright.

The wind blew up, setting off bursts of dead leaves.

A few strands of hair on his forehead crossed his face, covering half of his cold and cold face.

The ink-colored clothes are like rolling dark clouds in the sky, giving the impression that the black clouds are turning over the ink but not covering the mountains.

After the words fell, Bei Yao attacked again with his sword.

This time, several swordsmen in white came back to their senses and resisted Bei Yao's attack one after another.

Several people held real swords in their hands, while Beiyao held a bamboo sword.

Like hitting a stone with an egg, the bamboo sword was quickly chopped into pieces.

"Brother, let me help you!"

Only then did Nan Xiao recover from Bei Yao's reprimand, and charged at them with his sword in hand.

But he was still young. Not to mention swordsmanship, there was a big gap in strength and cultivation. It was impossible to equal one to five.

In a few strokes, wounds fell on his body.

"Heh! Arrogant children, let's see if you still dare to speak wild words!"

Several white-clothed swordsmen raised their chins and looked down at Bei Yao and Nan Xiao.

Finally placing the girls in the safest place to watch, Jiacheng quickly took out the Xuanling Sword he had just forged yesterday.

Originally, she wanted to borrow a reward alchemy furnace to make a good sword for Bei Yao, but who would have thought that she would actually make his saber—the Xuanling Sword.

"Beiyao, hold your sword!"

Alsophila spinulosa said and threw the sword over, Bei Yao subconsciously turned around, and just about to fly over to take the sword, the sword flew directly into his hand as if he knew him spiritually.

As soon as Beiyao took possession of the Xuanjian, he felt a powerful force pouring into his body.The body seemed to have been opened up in an instant, and the power hidden in the body erupted like a volcanic eruption.

"what!"

The golden light appeared.

Ink hair flying everywhere.

Bei Yao seemed to be a different person, the sharp aura on his body became stronger, and his dark eyes were as cold as ice.

The sun shone on his body, with a slight golden luster, like a god descending from the earth, not like a real person.

Bei Yao held the sword in his hand, and the edge of the sword swiped against the ground, making a clicking sound, as sharp as it could draw sparks.

Several white-clothed swordsmen were overwhelmed by his aura and took a step back to defend themselves.

"drink--"

With a sound that penetrated Changhong, Beiyao only swung his sword, and the swordsmen in white were knocked away one by one and fell to the ground injured.

And the sword energy emitted from Xuanjian was even more fierce, directly cutting down half of the trees at the foot of Xianjianmen mountain.

boom boom-

The big trees fell one by one, and the sect of Xianjianmen, which seemed hidden at first, became half bald in an instant because of the collapse of the trees.

"The Immortal Sword Sect is nothing more than that."

Bei Yao withdrew the hostility from his body, waved the Xuanjian, and finally held it behind his back.

"You...you just wait and see! Our Immortal Sword Sect will definitely not let you go!"

Several white-clothed swordsmen were terrified by Beiyao's blow just now, and ran away ignoring their appearance.

Only the swords remained in place.

"elder brother!"

Nan Xiao walked up to Bei Yao and bowed his head obediently to reflect on himself, "Brother, I will definitely work harder in the future and practice my sword well!"

"Ah."

Nan Xiao's performance today was actually beyond his expectations, but Bei Yao just nodded and didn't praise him.

After putting away the sword, he looked in the direction of Jiaocheng and said in a cold tone: "Tell me. What's going on with those women?"

(End of this chapter)