Liu Qiye's flying sword began to tremble violently, and the pale golden light on the sword body became even stronger. Many True Elements were being urged by Liu Qiye's divine sense, and through the wisps of vague but unusually strong connection between his Consciousness Sea Divine Palace and the natal object, they were continuously injected.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around the flying sword began to slowly evaporate and volatilize, gradually forming a whirlpool. Anyone who didn't know how to look at qi could also see that an extremely terrifying amount of true yuan was condensed in this flying sword, and even the surrounding heaven and earth yuan qi was also affected.

The man in black under Su Qi's sword also began to tremble slightly, he knew what terrifying consequences Liu Qiye's sword would cause.

He had seen with his own eyes that in a fit of anger, Liu Qiye used this extremely domineering "violent sword" to cut off the heavy sword of a cultivator of the Three Realms, and then shot his armored chest in half, and even pierced the entire house, more than a foot into the ground.

When the flying sword pierced through his chest, it only left a hole about a foot in diameter in the chest of the Three Realms cultivator, and when it pierced through the house, it completely destroyed the entire foundation of the house, leaving a large pit in the ground with a diameter of about a foot.

Liu Qiye is very irritable, which is no secret in the black market. Therefore, even some Five Realm cultivators had to give Liu Qiye some face, because no one knew what Liu Qiye would do when he was provoked.

Now that Liu Qiye is already angry, then he will no longer care about the life or death of anyone here.

Thinking of this, the man in black was even more frightened, and the cold sweat flowed more.

The man in black looked at Su Qi with some pity and some sympathy, but found that the young man's hand holding the sword in front of him was very steady, without any trembling, and his expression did not have any fear.

The man in black looked at Mo Lin'er again, and found that Mo Lin'er, who was facing away from him, did not have any fear or panic reaction in the face of such a sword. She leaned sideways slightly, her right hand resting on her waist, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The man in black suddenly felt an indescribable chill.

However, Liu Qiye, who was in a rage, didn't notice these at all. His emotions were already getting more and more excited, and more and more True Yuan had accumulated on the flying sword, and even the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around him had begun to become distorted.

The bow is full of strings and is ready to fire.

However, at this moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Liu Qi, you don't want to break the Five Realms again?"

The voice was not loud, but it was very clear in everyone's ears, as if the speaker was right in their ears. There are many different meanings in this voice, there are majesty, there are commands, there are teachings, there are dissuasions, and even a little regret.

Hearing this voice, Liu Qiye's complexion changed, and the red tide on his face quickly faded. The flying sword that was hanging high in the sky and ready to attack also stabilized again, and the heaven and earth vitality surrounding the flying sword quickly collapsed.

Mo Lin'er felt a huge sense of crisis suddenly appear behind her. This sense of crisis stems from her instincts, not because of the hostility of the other party, but because of the strength of the other party.

She turned around, but she didn't make a move, because she knew that Su Qi must have seen that person too.

A middle-aged man in green clothes walked in from outside the wooden building, and gently put the jade-inlaid sword on the two fingers of his left hand, and moved it slightly away from the throat of the man in black;

The pale golden flying sword let out a low wail, like an exhausted bird, falling from the sky and landing in the palm of the man in the green shirt.

Liu Qiye looked at the man in green shirt, full of anger as if he had disappeared without a trace, bowed his head slightly, and stood with his head down.

The "ferryman" outside the door had already walked in at some point, standing respectfully beside the man in green shirts.

There were originally two completely different auras in the hall: one was Mo Lin'er's stubbornness, which was like an absolutely static stagnant water, and the other was Liu Qiye's violent sword, which was like violently boiling lava. But the man in the green shirt walked to the two of them casually, and without doing anything, both auras disappeared.

Su Qi put the jade-inlaid sword back into its sheath, because he knew that there was no need to fight anymore. This green-shirted man can easily pass through Mo Lin'er's stubbornness with a gesture, and he can grab Liu Qiye's natal flying sword with a flick of his fingers, indicating that he has probably reached the sixth realm. And the respectful attitude of the "ferryman" also explains the identity of this man in green shirts, who is most likely the ruler of the entire Zhaowu underworld.

After the three realms, each realm is separated by an abyss.

In the fourth realm, the cultivator can practice the natal object, drive the true element in the body with his divine sense, control the natal object to fight, and the attack speed is several times faster than that of the third realm.

In the fifth realm, the practitioner can break the emotional barrier, choose the sentient path or the ruthless path, and even practice the sentient path to the extreme, which can exert a power far beyond the original realm.

In the sixth realm, one can cultivate one's own unique one-minded path according to the sentient path or the ruthless path, and from then on enter the ranks of first-class cultivators.

Once one has reached the sixth realm, the practitioner already has the true heart path, and the stronger the faith, the stronger the power he can exert himself. Defeating a Six Realms cultivator requires more than four Five Realm peak powerhouses to fight for their lives, and no matter how many Four Realm cultivators face the Six Realms powerhouses, it will be useless at all, and they have no ability to resist.

Su Qi knew that if this man in green shirt wanted to kill himself and Mo Lin'er, he only had to flick his fingers. In the face of absolute realm crushing, any calculation, any opportunistic shortcuts will not help at all.

Liu Qiye lowered his head deeply and didn't dare to say a word.

The man in the green shirt gently placed the pale golden flying sword on the table, then turned around and looked Su Qi up and down with interest.

When the man in green shirt came in, Su Qi kept staring at him intently. But no matter how you look at it, the appearance of the man in green shirt is like a faint curtain of water, and he can't see his face clearly in any way. Only the feeling of leisurely strolling and ruthlessness was deeply engraved into Su Qi's heart, leaving an indelible impression.

It wasn't until now that Su Qi really saw the appearance of the people in green shirts clearly.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a fair face, his beard carefully shaved off, his hair neatly combed, and he looks much younger than his actual age, with a crown on his head and a jade on his waist, not at all like a man living in a slum, but like a humble scholar. His whole body clothes, bast shoes, and cloth belts are all the most ordinary Chinese clothes, which can be seen everywhere on the street, but there is a unique feeling on him, as if these clothes that can be seen everywhere have also become different.

The man in the green shirt looked at Su Qi for a long time, and said indifferently: "Liu Qi, you probably guessed wrong. The two of them are not from the Rainfall Building. ”