As the sword pattern shines, a slit opens from the top of the sword box.
The sword energy was like a wave, and several clear sword sounds sounded.
Looking at this, Li Luo really wanted to take action!
However, just at this moment, a delicate hand pressed on the sword box.
Like water vapor, blue light lit up and enveloped the Ghost Weapon Sword Box, and all movements stopped.
Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Children are children, and they get anxious after just saying a few words, and they don't have any city power at all!
Li Luo widened his eyes, looked at the light blue light like a barrier in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "Jiejie Realm, have you stepped into the third level?!"
Liu Jianli nodded slightly: "I just stepped in not long ago."
The young man opened his mouth, and as if all the strength in his body had been drained, he sat back in the chair.
He suddenly thought of his master's strange expression and what he had said to him.
It turns out that the master had known for a long time that Liu Jianli had already entered the third-level realm and achieved the realm of Sword God!
Fortunately, on the way here, he also threatened to prove to the world that Bingwu Lijia was the first family to use swords.
Now that I recall the confidence I had at that time, the boy's face turned red and white, and his embarrassed toes seemed to be digging into his shoes.
Qin Feng didn't pay attention to the young man's expression. Instead, he turned his head and asked, "Realm, what is that?"
Liu Jianli spoke softly: "The third level Shenwu is also called Qi Xuan. It can emit one's own Qi and open up another space, and this space is called the realm."
What did Qin Feng think of: "Back in Jinyang City, the space where Senior Dao Kuang spread out, and the black world that appeared out of thin air some time ago, are they all realms?"
Liu Jianli nodded, and then told some things about the third-grade martial arts realm.
The realm is its own world. If the enemy is trapped in the realm, the Yin Qi, Wen Qi, and Strength Qi will all be suppressed.
And those who expand their realm can exert unimaginable combat power.
Qin Feng took a breath and said: "One is ebbing and the other is ebbing. In other words, among those beings above the third level, whoever expands the realm first will gain a huge advantage?"
On the side, Heitan Tou and Lan Ningshuang were also listening attentively. The realm above the third level was something they dreamed of, but they felt it was very mysterious.
Liu Jianli shook his head: "The higher the grade, the greater the difference in strength between the same grade.
As for the third-grade Qi Xuanwufu, the strength of the realms that he can expand is naturally very different. A powerful realm can easily disperse a weak realm.
Master once told me that a powerful Qi Xuan martial artist can even control the body at will within the realm and reach a god-like state."
After hearing this, Qin Feng's eyes widened. The records in the book all said that Shenwu Wufu had no supernatural powers, but what about this third-grade Qi Xuan?
Wouldn't it be too awesome to expand the realm and form a world of its own?
Especially the sentence about the god-like level of control over the body made him envious!
"Then how well do you understand this realm now?" Qin Feng asked with concern.
Liu Jianli did not answer, but opened his right hand, and within a moment, a blue spherical barrier appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Judging from its appearance, it can be opened as desired!
Seeing this scene, Li Luo looked confused. As the young master of the Bingwu Li family and a high-quality martial artist, he naturally knew all about it.
Generally speaking, after entering the third level of Qi Xuan, it takes a long process to control the realm.
But looking at Liu Jianli in front of him, he suddenly felt that this statement was very ridiculous.
He felt the deep malice that something called talent brought to him.
When he thought that two days later, he would have to represent Bingwu Lijia and start a sword battle with Liu Jianli, he felt very frightened.
Could it be that the scene where Wen Jian Wan Jian Sect was knocked down from the sword platform by the opponent's finger will appear again?
"No, no, I have to take advantage of these two days to let the master train me." Thinking of this, Li Luo hurriedly stood up.
"Huh? Where are you going? It's lunch time soon. If you don't mind, we can come together." Qin Feng said kindly.
"I still have something to do, so I'll go ahead and see you at the Battle of Wenjian in two days."
Even though he knew that Liu Jianli had entered the realm of the Sword God, Li Luo was not timid, and his youthful and energetic characteristics were undoubtedly revealed in him.
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Qin Feng asked aloud: "I don't know what your name is yet?"
Li Luo paused and spoke arrogantly: "Ask your wife, she should know."
Although Liu Jianli was not Liu Jianli's enemy back then, the young man always regarded Liu Jianli as his biggest opponent, and he probably thought so too.
Then, it is natural to remember his name!
"I don't know." Liu Jianli shook her head and opened her red lips lightly.
When the young man heard this, he turned around with a blank expression.
After confirming that Liu Jianli really did not remember his name.
The young man bit his lip, a look of grievance clearly flashed in his eyes, and then ran away without looking back.
Seeing the young man's lonely and trembling back, Qin Feng felt quite sympathetic to him.
Just like those shounen comics in the previous life, every young protagonist will encounter a strong enemy, then identify him as his opponent and pursue him throughout his life.
Until you gain the other party's approval, or even surpass the other party!
I guess the girl from my family is the target that the handsome young man is chasing.
It's a pity that the lady is so ignorant of the ways of the world that she doesn't even bother to remember other people's names.
At this time, Lan Ningshuang on the side said: "Miss, how could you not remember that the young man's name is Li Luo?
Back then, when he came to the Wanjian Sect to inquire about swordsmanship, he fought against all the disciples of the Wanjian Sect alone, and no one was his opponent."
"Li Luo." Liu Jian put his jade fingers in front of his red lips, as if he was still reminiscing, but it was obvious that he didn't remember that.
"Lady."
"Huh?" Liu Jianli looked up doubtfully.
"Next time you meet him, remember to call his name."
"Okay, but why?"
Because he was too pitiful, Qin Feng kept these words in his heart and did not say them out loud.
Glancing at the lobby, Master Cheap and his father were nowhere to be seen. Qin Feng asked curiously: "Where are my master and my father?"
Lan Ningshuang replied: "The two of them left before Li Luo came, and I don't know where they went."
A towering sword peak, shrouded in clouds and mist.
On a boulder near the cliff, Yan Zhou was holding a wine pot and overlooking the sea of clouds.
At this time, a figure appeared silently beside him, it was the ghost head wearing a faceless mask!
"You're already here, why don't you sit down and drink some?" Yan Zhou took a sip of wine and said.
Guishou didn't respond, still standing upright.
"It has been many years since we sat together and reminisced about old times. Ever since you left Fengtian City, every time you meet Master, he has missed you very much.
Also, there are no outsiders here, and you have been wearing that broken mask, who do you want to show it to?" Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows and said.
The ghost leader sighed and took off his mask, revealing Qin Jianan's face.