Even though Su Xuan himself had condensed the tenth stone statue of the Sword Master, and his path was grander and more invincible than them, this did not prevent him from respecting these nine sword masters.

Without their precious stones, Su Xuan's swordsmanship in the world would not exist.

It can be said that the existence of the Sword Master stone statue was accumulated step by step by predecessors.

"Among the sword cultivators of ancient and modern times, they are undoubtedly the ones who attract the most attention."

The closer Su Xuan gets to the stone statue of the Sword Master, the more he feels the vastness of the sword! His human sword is an all-encompassing sword, but the nine types of swords in front of him make him feel like he cannot integrate into the human sword, at least not for him now.

Su Xuan got closer and closer.

This place is undefended, but if you want to get close to the nine stone statues of the Sword Saint, you absolutely need a sincere and powerful swordsman.

The ubiquitous nine types of kendo sword intent, as well as the foundation accumulated by Jiujian Pavilion after many vicissitudes of life, ordinary people simply cannot get here.

Like the Dao Emperor and the Little Saint King, they are ridiculously strong, but if they are not swordsmen, there is no way they can walk under the nine stone statues of the Sword Saint.

Not long after.

Su Xuan's steps suddenly stopped.

I saw two old people, one old and one young, standing under the nine stone statues of Sword Saints.

As if sensing Su Xuan, the two of them turned their heads.

The young man is Gu Pingsheng, the senior brother of Jiujiang Pavilion.

The old man's aura of a holy king seems to be soaring into the sky, and his identity is self-evident.

The old master of Jiujian Pavilion, Mu Qingfeng.
Chapter completed!