At this time, Chen Yuan and Chen Yongliang, father and son, who were hiding outside the stone gate, looked at each other, and there were many colors in their eyes.

They heard the conversation inside clearly, letting them know that this young man from a fifth-level town was a real genius.

is also a nine-star martial marquis, but compared to Chen Yongliang and Xia Mo, it is the difference between the abyss, not a level.

Moreover, Xia Mo has to go to see the second portrait, which is the level that only the Martial King dares to challenge!

Chen Yuan looked at his son, lowered his voice and said, "Liang'er, have you been hit......?"

Chen Yongliang interrupted his father with a wave of his hand, and said with a smile: "Dad, I didn't get hit because he was stronger than me, but made me more motivated." ”

"Previously, I couldn't find an opponent among my peers in the entire Qingyan City, which made me a little arrogant, and my cultivation was stagnant, and I couldn't find a breakthrough for a long time. ”

"Now I find that I have seen the threshold of the Martial King! I have to work harder, I must catch up with him! At least, I can't fall behind him!"

Looking at the essence in Chen Yongliang's eyes and feeling the momentum in his body, Chen Yuan smiled with relief.

He was very worried that his son's confidence would be greatly reduced because of Xia Mo's arrival, which would have a negative impact on his cultivation, and he would become a wasted person.

Looking at it now, it's because I'm too worried.

With Xia Mo in front, his son will definitely catch up, and the two of them will take on the mission of the Sword Sect together.

At this moment, in the stone house, Jiumu Sword Venerable was already slowly uncovering the black cloth of the second portrait.

He watched Xia Mo fall on him, and he could see the changes at any time, and he could come to the rescue.

Woohoo......

At the moment when the black cloth fell off, a sharper sword intent swept in, heading straight towards Xia Mo, carrying a momentum of thousands of acres.

With the power of this sword intent, the people in the early stage of the Martial King will be hanged, and there is no room for resistance.

But what made Jiumu Sword Venerable unexpected was that Xia Mo did not have the slightest fear of these sword intents, and faced them head-on.

And those sword intents didn't seem to want to hurt Xia Mo, or rather, they couldn't hurt him.

Seeing this scene, Jiumu Jianzun's mind was full of question marks, and his expression was puzzled.

With their understanding, even a member of the Sword Sect, even a descendant disciple, would not be able to remain unharmed under this powerful sword intent.

The sword intent left by the ancestors was to assess the disciples, and it was impossible to hurt their lives, but it was impossible not to hurt them.

But what about Xia Mo, who was still standing there intact, letting the sword intent run rampant.

After about thirty more breaths, the sword intent of the second portrait receded at an extremely fast speed, and everything returned to normal.

Jiumu Jianzun hurriedly covered the black cloth, looked at Xia Mo in a daze, his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't know what to say.

This was beyond his comprehension, and he wondered why.

Xia Mo knew what question Jiumu Sword Venerable was going to ask him, but he didn't know how to answer it. Because, he doesn't know exactly what the reason is.

If it was according to the normal situation, it was impossible for the fierce sword intent not to cause him a little damage, and it could even be said that it could kill him in an instant.

But those sword intents didn't do that, they were just circling around him, feeling the breath in his body. In the end, he left quickly, not knowing why.

Therefore, Xia Mo could only tell the truth: "Jiumu Sword Venerable, I know what you want to ask me, but I really don't know how to answer you, and I don't know myself." ”

Jiumu Sword Venerable didn't suspect that Xia Mo was lying, so he nodded slightly and said, "Perhaps, I'll know later." ”

"Now, you have passed the test of the Ancestor, and you can be said to be a person from my Sword Sect, at least, someone who has been recognized by the Sword Sect. ”

"So, let's go to the Sword Shrine, I hope you can ......"

Xia Mo immediately interrupted Jiu Mu Sword Venerable and said, "Can I take a look at other portraits?"

What the?

After hearing Xia Mo's question, whether it was the Jiumu Sword Venerable inside or the Chen family's father and son outside, they were all shocked.

Keep watching, don't you kid want to live?

You must know that the further back they go, the more powerful the ancestors of the Sword Sect, the stronger the sword intent they left behind. If you are not careful, you will be killed on the spot by sword intent.

The Sword Sect has been in decline for hundreds of years, and the strength of the disciples is not as good as before. It is very difficult to get a genius, how can you risk your life?

Jiumu Sword Venerable hurriedly spoke: "Xia Mo, let's get here today." When you break through to the realm of the Martial King, I will bring you in again. ”

"Just look at one," Xia Mo insisted, "I'll just look at one, I won't look at the others." ”

As he spoke, Xia Mo walked forward, and finally stopped at the bottom of the last portrait, which was the ninth portrait, and looked up.

Seeing this, Jiumu Sword Venerable was frightened, and hurriedly rushed over and shouted: "No! You must not look at this painting!"

The father and son of the Chen family outside heard Jiumu Jianzun's words and knew that something was wrong, so they couldn't help but look in.

What!he...... What is he going to do!

Seeing Xia Mo standing under the ninth portrait, the two fathers and sons almost dropped their jaws in shock, rubbing their eyes vigorously, not believing that this was true at all.

The ninth, this guy actually wants to see the ninth!

Inside, Xia Mo saw Jiumu Jianzun's extremely nervous expression, and instinctively asked: "Jiumu Jianzun, what's wrong, is there anything wrong with this portrait?"

Jiumu Jianzun hurriedly replied: "Xia Mo, it's not that it's wrong, it's that you can't look at it!"

"Why?" Xia Mo continued to ask.

Jiumu Jianzun took Xia Mo back a few steps, and then said: "Xia Mo, this painting must not be seen, at least, not now!"

"You don't have to ask about the rest, I'll just tell you one thing, whoever looks at this portrait will be immediately strangled by the sword intent! ”

Hiss~~~

Hearing this, Xia Mo couldn't help but gasp, feeling that his whole body was extremely cold.

He knew that Jiumu Sword Venerable was not scaring him, but telling the truth.

So the question is, whose portrait can have such a terrifying sword intent?

Jiumu Sword Venerable, at least a powerful powerhouse in the Martial Emperor realm, may even be in the Martial Emperor realm. With such a strong sword cultivator, he couldn't even compete with the sword intent of a portrait?

So what level has this person's cultivation reached, is it three times after the Extreme Master Realm?

"Who is he?" Xia Mo wanted to know very much about the name of this strong man of the Sword Sect.

Jiu Mu Sword Venerable did not hide it, and replied: "He is the strongest person since the founding of our Sword Sect, and he is also the sect master hundreds of years ago. ”

"Under his leadership, the Sword Sect reached its peak, crushing the entire Brave Continent. But his cultivation had surpassed that of the extreme master, and he went out to seek a breakthrough, so he left the sect. ”

"But there was no news of it, and there was no trace for more than 100 years. The enemy thought that he had passed away, so he dared to launch a sneak attack on my Sword Sect and let the Sword Sect be destroyed. ”

"He is the number one powerhouse who has made the disciples of the Sword Sect worship for generations and terrified the enemy, the Purple Lotus Sword Immortal!"

When he said the four words Purple Lotus Sword Immortal, Jiumu Sword Venerable's eyes revealed incomparable reverence, from the bottom of his heart.

"Purple Lotus Sword Immortal?"

Xia Mo repeated these four words, then looked at the portrait, and slowly approached: "I think, I should take a look." ”

As he spoke, Xia Mo reached out and grabbed the black cloth and pulled it down.