My projections are all the roots of the Holy Spirit

Senior brother, let's go to Fangshi again. Xiao Xujun said enthusiastically, holding a long sword.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly became interested, and it was extremely intense.

Qingfeng was startled and said: Junior brother, we agreed at the beginning that killing Jie cultivators and defeating demons to protect the Dao are secondary. The most important thing is your own cultivation.

Senior brother, I haven't given up on practicing swordsmanship. I'm still maintaining the same speed as Yiyue Yiming.

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng stuttered a few times and was speechless.

Yes, even now, the junior brother can still maintain this rate of progress. I really don’t know where the bottom line is. This talent in swordsmanship is terrifying.

But, didn't we just go there last week? If this continues, the two of us will wipe out all the Jie Cultivators in Fang City.

Little Xu Jun turned his head, thought for a while, and said: Brother, I have been a little irritable in sword practice recently. If I don't hold it in and vent it out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make any progress.

The corners of Qingfeng's mouth twitched and she stared at little Xu Jun.

Although he knew that this kid was probably lying to him, he didn't dare to bet even if there was only 10% chance that it was true.

This kind of swordsmanship talent is one of the best even in the ten thousand year history of this sect.

If this kid sues in front of the master in the future...

Qingfeng remembered the severity of his master, and immediately changed his expression and said: Okay, okay, but we have to change to another city.

Okay, senior brother, it's best to find someone who is in the advanced stage of Qi training.

Ah, why?

The early and middle stages of Qi training are too weak. They can't even withstand a single sword blow and they die. It's boring.

Qingfeng rolled his eyes, saying this as if he could withstand your ninety-ring Ning Gang sword in the later stage of Qi training.

But having said that, I am also in the late stage of Qi training.

If it were me...

Qingfeng suddenly shuddered and made up his mind that he would never compete with his junior brother again in this life.

The two dressed up and left the residence.

Taking Qingfeng's flying magic weapon, we arrived somewhere.

Qingfeng asked Xiao Xujun to hide on a hilltop, while he went to Fangshi hidden on another hilltop.

According to him, the first few times he took little Xu Jun to Fangshi opened his eyes and made him know the way around, so that he would not even know where Fangshi was or how to buy things in the future.

However, now that we are familiar with it, there is no need to go in and embarrass myself if Seo Joon's acting skills are not good enough.

Little Xu Jun was not angry, so he just sat there and rested.

An hour later, there was indeed smoke billowing ahead, and the little old man dressed as Qingfeng ran over panting.

Behind him, a middle-aged man with a tough build and an even tougher expression was chasing him with laughter.

Senior is a master of Qi Qi Dzogchen. I am far inferior to this junior. I am willing to offer treasures, but I only ask senior to spare my life. Qingfeng shouted while running.

Not to mention little Seo Jun hiding his face and being speechless, even the possessed Seo Jun had the urge to vomit blood after looking at it.

If Qingfeng takes out the flying magic weapon, it is guaranteed that the Qi Practitioner behind him will not dare to pursue him anymore.

Because the flying magic weapon is a treasure that only the core disciples of the super sect can possess. And it is absolutely impossible for a monk who looks very old.

Finally, Qingfeng stumbled and led the robbery cultivator into the mountain peak.

Xiao Xujun did not make a sneak attack, but stood up directly with his sword standing in the middle of the road.

Jie Xiu was startled, and then became furious.

A mortal child who dares to stop me must die.

He waved his sleeves, and a black light shot out. It was a medium-grade magic weapon.

This magic weapon is extremely vicious. Once it hits, not to mention mortals, even monks in the middle stage of Qi training will have severe headaches.

Xiao Xujun held the sword, drew it, and slashed out with one strike.

Buzz.

White light shone around the sword, and with one strike of the sword, the middle-grade magic weapon was immediately split into two and fell to the ground.

This sword not only split the magic weapon in half, but also cut off all the magic power attached to the magic weapon.

The robbery cultivator finally stopped and looked at little Xu Jun with extremely horrified eyes.

There was no trace of contempt in his eyes.

It's a friendly disguise, I don't know what to call it?

Without saying a word, little Xu Jun took a step forward and struck out with another sword.

Jie Xiu was angry, angry and frightened.

He naturally saw that what was on this boy's sword was the Sword Gang of Sword Cultivator.

However, the feeling this sword gang gave him was extremely bad. It seemed that there was an aura of death on it, and he did not dare to touch it at all.

As a result, Jiexiu's figure flashed and he retreated desperately.

At the same time, his hands were flying, and various spells and talismans were thrown out as if they were free of money.

Such an intensive attack was even more intense than the cooperation of the five people Xiao Xujun encountered when he first encountered Jie Xiu.

Qi-training Dzogchen monks are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

However, once such violent various immortal methods come into contact with the blazing white sword, it is like snow meeting fire, instantly melting into nothing.

The sword cultivator has a unique legend that can break all kinds of magic.

Although the current little Xu Jun is still far away from this realm.

However, when dealing with a casual cultivator who has perfected his qi practice, he already has some such magnanimity and appearance.

After a while, the robbery cultivator suddenly shouted and turned around to leave.

He is not an idiot, so he can naturally see that this mortal is a peerless swordsman.

How could he possibly meet such a person?

As a tribulation cultivator, your vision and mind must be clear.

Otherwise, the calamity cultivation will not last long.

At this time, he didn't dare to have the intention to kill anyone. He just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

However, just when he was about to leave, Qingfeng reached out and threw it, and a big seal rose into the sky, falling from top to bottom, and smashed him down in an instant.

Practice swordsmanship with my junior brother, or I will kill you.

A calamity cultivator who has mastered the Great Perfection of Qi training cannot escape even if he wants to. This is the gap between sect disciples and casual cultivators.

Little Xu Jun was calm and steady, and when the sword came out, all evils could be warded off.

One sword after another, the force of the swords gradually increased, like a stormy sea, each wave stronger than the last.

Finally, Xiao Xujun slashed out with one sword.

Xu Jun finally saw what it was like when the top-grade defensive instruments, spells, talismans, and the body of the Qi-training Dzogchen monk were cut off with a sword.

The ninety-four-ring sword is so terrifying!

After the killing, Qingfeng skillfully cleaned the battlefield and left quickly with little Xu Jun.

It was not until dozens of miles later that the flying magic weapon was released and floated into the sky.

Sophisticated and calculated, leaving no trace.

A few days later, Xu Jun felt mentally tired, so he changed his mind and quit the world.

The tidal feeling subsided little by little, and when I opened my eyes again, I suddenly realized that I was lying on my bed yesterday.