Liu Baichen was stunned and looked suspiciously at Luo Feng wearing a mask behind Wei Meiniang.

At the beginning, Luo Feng's presence was very low. He almost didn't notice it, and he thought it was just a little follower who was led by Wei Meiniang.

These words directly attracted Liu Baichen's attention and were extremely shocked.

You know, even if you want to find a warrior in the Nine Nether Realm in the entire Wufang Mountain, you can count it with ten fingers.

"Beautiful lady, this master is..." Liu Baichen became alert.

The Jiuyou Warriors enter the White Emperor Guild, this is not a joke.

"My warrior from the Red Rock Guild is only eighteen years old today. He is the child I am going to take to the road to purgatory," Wei Meiniang was also shocked. She didn't know how young Lily saw it.

According to reliable information, Luo Feng’s Qihai does nourish the cultivation of the old master of Longhu Mountain.

"Eighteen years old?" Liu Baichen frowned and asked You Lily, "Are you sure you read it wrong?"

Liu Baichen tried to sense Luo Feng's cultivation, but there was no feedback.

Unless the other party has a higher level of cultivation than him.

Young Lily touched her little mouth, came to Luo Feng for a few times, and suddenly shook her head again, "It's strange, is it that I felt wrong?"

"It seems that there was a moment when I really felt his qi fluctuations, and it was very deep, not inferior to you, Uncle Liu."

"But..." Young Lily wanted to feel it again, but found that she no longer had the same feeling as before.

"This girl's cultivation level is only in the middle stage of the Tiger Soul Realm, and her strength is as good as mine. How did she feel it?" Luo Feng was secretly surprised, but he did not dare to show any emotion on his face.

"That should be an illusion. I have never heard of it. Someone can reach the Nine Nether Realm at the age of 18," the thin man came out and introduced to his elder brother Liu Baichen, "This guy is

A martial artist who practices physical education also understands real swordsmanship.”

"It turns out to be a physical cultivation. There is a child named Cao Man of the Black Dragon Guild who is also a physical cultivation. Now he has reached the fifth level of vein at the age of nineteen. How many are you?" Liu Baichen breathed a sigh of relief and stared at him.

Luo Feng.

When he was directly looked at by a powerful man in the Jiuyou Realm, Luo Feng was under great pressure, but he was calm and calm, "It's just the third-level vein gate."

"Third-level vein gate?" Liu Baichen was disappointed.

If you are outside, the 18-year-old third-level mercury warrior is indeed quite good, but! This is Wufang Mountain, a place where monsters gather.

It seems a little dim.

"Beautiful lady, you know the qualifications of physical cultivation warriors to participate in this year's Purgatory Road, you must at least be the fourth-level vein gate, unless a child like Young Lily is a rune warlock."

"Swordsman can do it too," said the man who wins and thin seems to want to prove something, and he is eager to remind him.

After all, his cultivation has been completely destroyed, and now he has changed his course, and swordsmanship is his only dignity.

"What kind of sword skills are you?" The thin man in the win asked Luo Feng quickly.

There are also very few swordsmen here.

It is rumored that even if the swordsman uses a sword, he can reach the ninth grade and reach the ninth grade, and at least he will be in the exiled state of immortality.

Of course, if you know how to use Qi and understand swordsmanship, it would be even more terrifying. Cross-border killing is not a joke.

Especially when you reach the Dragon Top and the Divine Sage Realm, the swordsman is even more terrifying.

Unfortunately, swordsmen are rarer than rune sorcerers. Not to mention whether they will use their energy, even a simple sixth-grade swordsmen may cause major forces to fight for them in Wufangshan.

Luo Feng thought about it and was already in the sixth grade at the age of sixteen, comparable to the early stage of the Dragon Top. Unfortunately, it was abandoned later, so how could he know what level he was.

After thinking about it, Luo Feng tentatively said, "What level should the swordsman have to be able to participate in the Purgatory Road?"

"It is best to be between the fifth and fourth grades. After all, if someone knows that you are a swordsman, it is difficult for the fourth grade to survive the battle of geniuses."

The implication is similar to rune masters, swordsmen, puppet masters, and these tricky warriors, although their combat abilities are not as good as those of traditional warriors, they are very difficult to fight in battle.

Luo Feng nodded and said uncertainly, "Should it be...the fourth grade?"

"Have you not tested it?" The thin man in the win was puzzled,

"No," Luo Feng said.

Liu Baichen was a little worried about Wei Meiniang. Luo Feng’s third-level marijuana sect was not qualified enough, and he did not believe that Luo Feng was qualified to make a breakthrough in the short term.

Even if Luo Feng is of a fourth-grade swordsman, if he has to rely on the help of the geniuses of the White Emperor Guild, it will definitely be a burden to go to the road to purgatory.

He didn't know if his elder sister would agree.

"Since that's the case, then take it for a test immediately," Liu Baichen sighed, looking at Wei Meiniang with complicated thoughts but stopped. Finally, thinking of Wei Meiniang's personality, he could only swallow it back.

A few minutes later, Luo Feng was taken to the martial arts hall that he had passed by before, among which the swordsmanship hall was.

It's not big, and it can even be said to be a bit abandoned.

After all, there are very few swordsmen. If it weren't for the White Emperor Guild, it would have been covered with dust.

There is only one old man in the swordsmanship and martial arts hall. The old man was wearing tattered clothes and was hunched over and sweeping the floor.

Seeing Liu Baichen and others suddenly come in, they were a little surprised and smiled and walked forward, "Baichen, why are you here suddenly?"

Liu Baichen respected the old man very much and bowed, "Old Yang, I have an 18-year-old child here. He doesn't know how many grades of his sword skills are. Can you help test it?"

"Swordsman?" Old Yang's eyes lit up, and he naturally saw Luo Feng wearing a mask, "Child, have you learned swordsmanship?"

"I learned it when I was a kid, but it has been abandoned for many years."

Mr. Yang suddenly sighed, "You have to study hard and practice the swordsmanship. If you waste it for a day, you will be a thousand miles away. You may be afraid that it will be..."

"Old Yang, let's test it," Liu Baichen was no longer interested in Luo Feng. He was completely worried about his sweetheart Wei Meiniang, and his tone was inevitably helpless.

Luo Feng didn't care either. Anyway, his focus was above his bloodline. Of course, he had to be qualified to participate in the road to purgatory before this.

So Luo Feng was not careless.

The old man turned around and took out a wooden sword, handed it to Luo Feng, and said earnestly, "Child, since you have learned swordsmanship, you should be clear that the swordsmanship is not difficult, the first grade to third grade is the fourth grade."

"The fourth-grade sword appears like a dragon, and it has a long momentum. The sword energy that bursts out with one sword must have a certain degree of lethality. You can try it."

Luo Feng nodded, feeling the attention of everyone around him, and for a moment he was a little overwhelmed.

"Just wave the sword towards the wooden stake. I will determine the level based on the power caused by the release of your sword energy."

Mr. Yang's identity is highly respected in the White Emperor Guild. He is already a seventh-grade swordsman. His strength does not require precise instruments to judge at all.

"Luo..." Wei Meiniang noticed that she called out Luo Feng's real name and quickly changed her words, "Li Qingshan, don't be stressed, use the sword to be ignorant of everything."

Of course, Luo Feng knew that the moment he held the sword, his whole temperament changed, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

The sudden burst of momentum actually made Yang Lao Hu lit up his eyes and said intimately, "This look is the good face of a swordsman. What a pity. What level can he reach after years of wasted?"
Chapter completed!