The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 4139

In the Divine Sword Mountain, sword aura hung in the air like a giant fog.

As Austin walked up, he felt it pressing down on him with every step he took. It was so dense that he could barely see a foot in front of his nose.

The higher Austin went, the more pressure he discovered. It was becoming hard to walk upright.

Suddenly, a thin, old man in white appeared above him, blocking the path. He stared at Austin coldly and said slowly in a domineering voice,

"Young man, please wait."

'It's the sword servant!'

Austin thought as his jaw slackened.

Sure enough, the sword servant appeared as he had expected.

The old man in white stood straight and stiff like a sword. His eyes were as sharp as two beams of sword-light, which was extremely terrifying.

He looked dignified and indifferent.

"Sir."

Austin bowed respectfully to the old man.

At the same time, he released the auras of Master Sword's and his four disciples' spiritual souls. They circled Austin before they condensed and turned into five figures. They stood on either side of him.

Austin had shown them on purpose.

The middle-aged man in the Ice Sword World had told him that

it would help him if he were to encounter the sword servants.

When the old man saw the figures of Master Sword and his four disciples, his face immediately softened.

"Greetings, sirs."

He then bowed to the figures one at a time.

However, the auras of Master Sword's and his four disciples' spiritual souls were too weak to respond to him.

The old man then shifted his gaze to Austin, shook his head, and said firmly,

"Young man, you are not a creature of our cosmos.

Since you are a friend of these elders, I won't make things difficult for you. But you must go back down the mountain.

You can't come here."

Austin faltered.

"Sir, I was told to come here.

I hope you can excuse me and allow me to pass,"

Austin replied.

"Young man, say no more.

If you want to climb the top of the Divine Sword Mountain, you must meet two requirements. First, you must be a sword cultivator, and second, you must be a creature of the Sword Cosmos,"

the old man replied as he shook his head, refusing to make an exception for Austin.

"Sir, I'm a sword cultivator.

And even if I'm not a native creature of the Sword Cosmos, the swordsmanship I'm practicing comes from it."

Austin tried once more.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As soon as he had finished speaking, a bright flying sword shot out of his mouth and flew in circles in the air above him.

"You're right. It does come from the Sword Cosmos,"

the old man said, nodding.

"Okay. I want to see more.

Remember, you can only use the swordsmanship of the Sword Cosmos against me,"

he added.

"Okay."

Austin nodded firmly.

In fact, the middle-aged man had already told Austin that he would encounter this obstacle.

The sword servant was the spirit of the Divine Sword Mountain.

The Divine Sword Mountain was representative of swordsmanship everywhere.

Therefore, the sword servants on the Divine Sword Mountain were the guardians of the swordsmanship.

Only powerful swordsmen were qualified to climb the Divine Sword Mountain.

The weak were not qualified enough to even stand there.

If one wanted to climb the mountain, he had to pass the test of the sword servants.