My Projections Are All the Roots of the Holy Spirit

 Chapter 23 Newcomers

 Sword power!

Xu Jun's mental thoughts were filled with the endless power of the sword.

Then he saw a magical performance that was both subtle and majestic.

These two people are one big and one small, but the two swords in their hands show the same wonderful style.

Wonderful, wonderful!

The more Xu Jun watched, the more excited he became, and he was completely addicted to it.

It was the first time he saw little Xu Jun dancing with a sword. When the sword became one, he felt that there was no better swordsman in the world than this.

Later, when I saw the sound of the innate sword, I found that in addition to the realm of swordsmanship, Xiao Xujun's attainments in swordsmanship had made great progress.

At that time, he thought that the simple and exquisite swordsmanship had reached its ceiling.

But at this moment, Xu Jun found that he was looking at the sky from a well.

It turned out that the path of swordsmanship could be so subtle, far beyond his imagination.

Just like this, Xiao Xujun and the man in white each performed sword skills. The sword skills they used were different and endlessly changeable.

Sometimes it is majestic and majestic, as if it can cut mountains and seas; sometimes the breeze blows on your face and passes by without leaving any trace.

If Xu Jun was just an ordinary warrior, he would only see the shining light of the sword and feel awe in his heart, but he would be unable to gain anything.

But he is also a master of swordsmanship, and he is in the same line as one of them.

Therefore, he could clearly see the subtleties in the swordsmanship of these two men, and he was fascinated and enlightened.

It turns out that when encountering such a situation, it can still evolve like this.

Although Xu Jun had no body at this time, he was bursting with inspiration, like an enlightenment, and he was so happy that he couldn't find the north.

The sword fight between the two was at its peak, and gradually, Xiao Xujun seemed to have the upper hand.

Xu Jun looked extremely proud.

I am still better!

Even though little Seojun is only 9 years old now, his strength, speed and endurance are far behind those of adults.

However, in the realm of swordsmanship, I will not lose to anyone.

However, at the next moment, the man in white shouted, then spread out his body, stamped his feet, and soared into the air.

Soaring into the sky...?

Xu Jun was stunned!

The realm of swordsmanship has reached this point, which is indeed equivalent to the peak of innateness.

Even the two Xu family innates collapsed at the first touch and were completely defeated.

However, it seems that I have never heard of the saying that the swordsmanship realm of Shi Ming Cheng Gang can actually make people fly...

Seeing the man in white suspended in the air, his body flashing and moving like a ghost, and then wielding a sword like lightning, Xu Jun had countless MMPs pouring out from his heart.

What the heck, this turned out to be an immortal cultivator.

Damn you, this food appearance is too ugly!

It is simply unreasonable to use the methods of immortal cultivators if you can't beat them in a sword fight.

However, just when Xu Jun was fighting for his younger self, the younger Xu Jun was not afraid of danger, and the sword light in his hand was still as bright as the moon, with no trace of scatter.

"Ding ding ding..."

Countless sounds seemed to burst out in an instant. In this short blink of an eye, the two swords clashed countless times.

And every time Xiao Xujun drew his sword, it was still as steady as a mountain. The light of the sword struck the key points with incomparable precision. With the help of the force, no matter how tall the figure of the man in white was, It was fast, and the angle of the sword light was weird and unpredictable, but it still couldn't break the long sword in Xiao Xujun's hand.

With a sword in my hand, I have the world!

This is the style of a true swordsman.

Xu Jun was so happy when he saw this that he wished he could take his own life and beat up this man in white who had no martial ethics.

However, think about your own strength at this moment...

Oh, in fact, Xiao Xu Jundai taught him the same thing. The two sides continued to fight for a while, and Xiao Xujun's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his momentum gradually accumulated to the extreme.

As if sensing this, the man in white became a little anxious.

His figure became more and more erratic, and the angle of the sword became more and more tricky. It circled Xiao Xujun 360 degrees, and the long sword seemed to appear from anywhere.

"Buzz..."

A gentle vibration appeared miraculously on the battlefield.

The innate sword sounds!

Xu Jun's soul seemed to tremble slightly because of this voice.

Finally appeared, Xiao Xujun’s trump card.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz..."

This buzzing sound does not stop once it buzzes, but is like water from a long sword, flowing endlessly.

Xu Jun seemed to see ripples vibrating in the void, and each ripple contained terrifying power that ordinary people could not imagine.

These forces gathered together and attached themselves layer by layer to Xiao Xujun's long sword.

The next moment, something magical happened.

The long sword in Xiao Xujun's hand suddenly burst out with a silvery white light.

Ten cries make a gang, the sword is gang!

At the same time, Xiao Xujun moved.

This was the first time he took the initiative after the sword fight.

He walks with the sword, as graceful as a swimming dragon, and delivers a fatal blow.

Countless adjectives came to Xu Jun's mind, but none of them could describe the elegance of this sword.

The sharp edge is indestructible, and everything is indestructible.

Wherever the sword gang touched, the sword light displayed by the man in white was shattered.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in white actually did something that Xu Jun could not even imagine.

He actually flicked his wrist and dropped the sword in his hand, dropped it...

Hey, isn't he a sword cultivator?

For sword cultivators, the sword in their hands is their second life.

How can one abandon the sword?

This swordsman really has no martial ethics.

However, at this moment it seems that it is already too late.

The moment Xiao Xujun drew his sword, the victory or defeat was decided.

Under the pull of Qi, Xiao Xujun's figure was like electricity, giving the other party no chance to escape.

Even if the opponent abandons his sword, he can't fool him.

As a result, this earth-shattering sword not only split the fallen sword, but also followed the opponent's breath upstream.

In an instant, the actions of both parties stopped in unison.

The tip of Xiao Xujun's sword hovered three inches in front of the man in white's throat.

The sword is like lightning, going all out, but stopping at the slightest moment. This level of control is simply incredible.

Xu Jun watched silently.

Is this really a nine-year-old child?

A sudden realization surged through him.

It turns out that I can actually be so powerful!

The next moment, Xiao Xujun put away his sword and stood up. The man in white took a long breath. Instead of being ashamed or angry, he was beaming with joy and praised Xiao Xujun repeatedly.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be eager to praise little Xu Jun like a flower.

(End of chapter)