"Brother, let's go to the market again." Little Xu Jun said with great interest, holding a long sword.
He didn't know why, but he suddenly became interested, and it was very strong.
Qingfeng was startled and said, "Little Junior Brother, we agreed at the beginning that killing the robbery cultivators, subduing demons and defending the way, that is secondary, the most important thing is your own cultivation."
"Brother, I didn't give up sword training, and now I am still maintaining the speed of one month and one sound."
Hearing this, Qingfeng stuttered a few times and couldn't speak.
Yes, even until now, the little junior brother can still maintain this speed of improvement. I really don't know where the bottom line of the little junior brother is. This talent in swordsmanship is terrible.
"But, didn't we just go there last week? If we continue like this, all the robbers in the market will be wiped out by the two of us."
Little Xu Jun turned his head, thought for a while, and said, "Brother, I've been a little irritated when practicing sword recently. If I can't vent it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make any progress."
Qingfeng's mouth twitched, staring 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 a 10% chance of it being true.
Such a talent for swordsmanship is one of the best in the history of this sect for ten thousand years.
If this kid complains to the master in the future...
Qingfeng remembered the master's severity, and immediately changed his face and said, "Okay, okay, but we have to change to another market."
"Okay, senior brother, it's better to find someone in the late stage of Qi training."
"Ah, why?"
"The early and middle stages of Qi training are too weak. They can't even withstand a sword and die. It's boring."
Qingfeng rolled his eyes, as if the late stage of Qi training can withstand your ninety-ring condensed sword.
But then again, 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 spar with his junior brother again in this life.
The two dressed up and left their residence.
They took Qingfeng's flying magic weapon and came to a certain place.
Qingfeng asked Xiao Xujun to hide in a mountain, and he went to the market hidden in another mountain.
According to him, the first few times he took little Xu Jun into the market were to open his eyes and let him know the way, so that he would not be so ignorant of where the market was and how to buy things in the future.
However, since he was already familiar with it, if little Xu Jun's acting skills were not good enough, he would not have to go in and embarrass himself.
Little Xu Jun was not angry, and just sat there to rest.
An hour later, there was indeed smoke and dust in front of him, and the old man dressed by Qingfeng ran over panting.
Behind him, a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure and a sturdy look chased him with a wild laugh.
"Senior is a master of Qi training, and the junior is far inferior. I am willing to offer the treasure, just ask the senior to spare my life." Qingfeng shouted while running.
Not to mention that little Xu Jun covered his face and was speechless, even the possessed Xu Jun had the urge to vomit blood when he saw it.
If Qingfeng took out the flying magic weapon, it is guaranteed that the Qi training monk behind him would not dare to chase him again.
Because the flying magic weapon is a treasure that only the core disciples of the super sect can own. And it is absolutely impossible for a cultivator who looks so old to do that.
Finally, Qingfeng stumbled and led the robber cultivator to the mountain peak.
Little Xu Jun did not sneak attack, but stood out directly, standing in the middle of the road with his sword.
The robber cultivator was startled, and then became furious.
"You dare to stop me, a mere mortal kid, die."
He waved his sleeves, and a black light shot out. It was a medium-grade magic weapon.
This magic weapon is extremely poisonous. Once it hits, not to mention mortals, even cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training will have a headache.
Little Xu Jun held the sword, drew the sword, and slashed it out with a sword.
"Om."
White light lingered on the sword, and with one strike, the middle-grade magic weapon was instantly split into two and fell to the ground.
This sword not only split the magic weapon in half, but also completely cut off the magic power that the robber cultivator attached to the magic weapon.
The robber cultivator finally stopped and looked at Xiao Xujun with an extremely horrified look. There
was no contempt in his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, you are pretending. I don't know how to address you?"
Xiao Xujun said nothing, stepped forward, and slashed with another sword.
The robber cultivator was angry, furious, and frightened.
He naturally saw that the sword on this kid's sword was the sword aura of a sword cultivator.
However, the sword aura gave him a very bad feeling, as if it carried a breath of death, and he dared not touch it at all.
So, the robber cultivator flashed and retreated desperately.
At the same time, his hands flew, and all kinds of magic spells and talismans were thrown out as if they were free.
Such a dense attack was even more fierce than the cooperation of the five people that Xiao Xujun encountered when he first encountered the robber cultivator.
The cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining is indeed not comparable to ordinary cultivators.
However, once such violent methods of the immortals encounter the blazing white sword, it is like snow encountering fire, and it melts into nothingness in an instant.
Sword cultivators have the unparalleled legend of breaking all laws with one sword.
Although the current little Xu Jun is still a long way from this realm.
However, to deal with a casual cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, he already has some of this kind of demeanor and scene.
After a moment, the robbery cultivator suddenly shouted and turned away.
He was not an idiot, and naturally saw that this mortal was a peerless sword seed.
How could such a person be encountered by himself?
As a robbery cultivator, one must have a clear vision and brain.
Otherwise, a robbery cultivator will not last long.
At this time, how dare he have the intention to kill, he just wanted to escape as soon as possible.
However, just when he wanted to leave, Qingfeng stretched out his hand and threw it, and a big seal soared into the sky, from top to bottom, instantly smashing him down.
"Practice swordplay with my junior brother, or I'll smash you to death."
A cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of Qi training can't escape even if he wants to. This is the gap between disciples of a sect and independent cultivators.
Little Xu Jun remained calm and fought steadily. When the sword energy came out, all evil spirits were scared away.
One sword after another, the sword force gradually increased, like a raging sea, one wave stronger than the other.
Finally, little Xu Jun slashed with a sword.
Xu Jun finally saw what it was like when the top-grade defensive magic weapon, spells, talismans, and the body of a cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi training were cut off by a sword.
The horror of the ninety-four sword energy sounds was unexpectedly like this!
After killing people, Qingfeng cleaned up the battlefield skillfully and left quickly with little Xu Jun.
It was not until dozens of miles later that he released the flying magic weapon and floated into the sky.
He was shrewd and calculated, leaving no trace.
A few days later, Xu Jun felt mentally exhausted, so he changed his mind and withdrew from this world.
The tide-like feeling gradually faded away, and when I opened my eyes again, it seemed like yesterday, and I was lying on my own bed.
(End of this chapter)