Chapter 277

"Wow!" Lolo shouted, quickly raised his sword to resist, and was beaten back one step.

The coach was stunned by the sudden black shadow. After a moment, the young master who protected himself has started to fight with people!

"Who are you?" The coach shouted, and immediately drew his sword and rushed over!

"Don't come here, this is my friend!" Lolo shouted as he raised his sword for the second time.

Then the coach will stay, my friend? This black cloak is so mysterious. Is it the legendary playboy?

Huang Beiyue's cold voice was under the cloak, with a slight smile: "have a few moves with me, just use what I just taught you!"

"Good!" Lolo nodded, thinking back to her actions, and her heart immediately filled with confidence.

"...

" look at the sword in your hand. It's a killing sword! "

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Yes! This is a sword for killing, not for fun!

Luo Luo murmured. The sword power was much faster than before. The strength in his hand was several times heavier.

"Good! Hurry up, don't mess up, calm down! " Huang Beiyue fights with him, but his breath doesn't guide him disorderly.

Her sword, guiding Luo Luo's sword, fast or slow, left and right, weapons collided and made a clang sound, which aroused a short spark!

Luo Luo just began to be a little flustered, but slowly, also gradually followed by her guide, one move, all as brisk and agile as her!

There are no gorgeous moves, only simple but tricky actions.

This sword is a sword of killing!

The coach was on the side, completely stunned, his eyes could not keep up with the figure of the black cloak, only occasionally saw a ray of red hair from under the cloak, burning like a flame in the moonlight!

Great! It's really powerful!

Such a simple action can fully see how profound your cultivation is. She doesn't need any beautiful action. Every sword goes down, it will definitely take people's lives!

All the coaches watching the match felt the blood boiling, let alone the Lolo in the match!

His hand, almost every time he collided with Huang Beiyue's sword, was numb, but the feeling of numbness made him very excited, which never happened in his life!

Fight! This is the real fight!

In the past, those coaches were playing games with him. There was no fierce fight, no determination to win or lose. A competition, no matter how many tricks, was also a play!

Luo Luo tries to fight for his power. Sweat comes out from his forehead. He supports more than ten meetings under Huang Beiyue's hand. The sword in his hand is picked up.

Huang Beiyue throws the sword back to the weapon rack, jumps back to the roof, and the black cape flies. She beckons to Luo Luo, "come up."

"Well!" Luo Luo promised, of course, that he could not jump up as gracefully as she did. He could only choose to climb up from the ladder beside him and walk slowly to Huang Beiyue's side.

In the evening wind, Luo Luo's sweat wet hair was softly blown by the wind. He turned to look at the profile of the mysterious master, his eyes were full of worship.

"You are not only a summoner, but also a martial arts expert!"

"Master? No, I just respect my sword! " Said Huang Beiyue lightly.