Wang Hao stood in this sword mound, always felt a trace of lamentation and even melancholy, he stood in place and no longer walked forward, these swords are not completely without a sword heart, how to say that everything has a spirit, the sword is a dead thing, but after the precipitation of time, because of different circumstances, some will give birth to the sword spirit and continue to grow, and some will be a piece of scrap iron. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoPlease read the most complete!

But whether it is a sharp scrap iron that gives birth to the sword spirit, or a sharp scrap iron without wisdom, there will always be a trace of spirituality, and this sword mound is the supreme sword god, and the broken sword in his life has not known how many thousands of years it has existed, after the precipitation of time, the baptism of the years is scrap iron, and it should have spirituality.

Although the sad feelings are very light, but let Wang Hao stop here, he is not a sentimental person, but this wisp of sorrow is the mood of all the broken swords in this sword mound, Wang Hao felt and realized that this made him have to be moved, all the swords here have given birth to spirituality, but they can't leave here to realize their own value.

In Wang Hao's view, the sword is a gentleman's weapon among weapons, and it is too cruel to bury it like this

"Is this Supreme Sword God a person who loves swords like his life or a person who hates swords," Wang Hao couldn't help but be a little angry and said to himself, in short, if he was the Supreme Sword God, even if these swords could not meet his requirements for swords, they would not just be broken and buried here to feed them, and they would not be completely brought back to life, no matter what the Supreme Sword God thought, it was too much to do so, and these swords had also cultivated spirituality.

Those who have just turned on a trace of wisdom may not understand what is wrong with them, but there are some individual sword spirits that are already very powerful, such as where Wang Hao stopped, there is a dark blue broken sword here, just standing here, you can feel the emotions of this sword, a trace of sadness, and a trace of anger.

What kind of sword is this, it was broken by the Supreme Sword God and buried here, I don't know how long, but it gave birth to a sharp and murderous aura, Wang Hao suspected that this sword was a sword with spirituality before it was broken by the Supreme Sword God, and it may even have given birth to a sword spirit.

Curious, Wang Hao took a step forward, one hand was on the hilt of the sword, and a vast force spread from Wang Hao's palm to Wang Hao's whole body, and the scene thousands of years ago appeared in front of Wang Hao.

It was a vast world, full of birds and beasts, strange flowers and plants, and this sword had been stuck in a towering mountain peak since its birth, and there was no life on that peak, only a few crooked pine trees.

It was here that the sword met its first owner, a young man dressed in white, with black hair like a waterfall, and the roots were light, and the whole person looked unusually elegant, free and easy, as if it was the elf boy in the mountains who flew up to the highest peak, and after a long time, he reached out and pulled the sword out of the rock.

At that moment, the whole mountain shook, even if what Wang Hao saw was just a dream, but at that moment, Wang Hao really felt the throbbing of this sword, the excitement of being appreciated and held.

At this time, Wang Hao knew that this sword had already possessed spiritual wisdom a long time ago, the only thing he didn't know was how this sword was cast, it was a spiritual wisdom that was cast like a real dragon's sword, that is, the innate sword spirit, this sword is extraordinary, if it is gradually generated after the baptism of the long years, it is also extraordinary, and the time of existence of this sword is even more difficult to guess.

Whatever the reason, this sword was broken, and it was a pity that it was placed in the sword mound so casually.

The picture that appeared in front of Wang Hao's eyes did not end with the young man like a mountain elf taking the sword from the boulder in the mountain, and the picture turned, this young man wandered in the wilderness day after day in the mountains, year after year, and this sword always accompanied his master.

Until one day, the boy met the strongest opponent in his life, that was a red-clothed and red-haired man, his face was very handsome, but with a hint of evil charm, but there was perseverance in his eyebrows, which was a very peculiar person, but Wang Hao determined the identity of the red-haired man at the first sight of him.

He must be the supreme sword god, just the action of stretching out his hand made Wang Hao feel a flow of sword intent, the domineering and arrogant between Wang Hao's gestures made Wang Hao feel the courage and conceit of this person.

Every move and every move proves that this person is the supreme sword god.

"That's the kind of person you are." Wang Hao said to himself in disbelief, he thought that those who had attained this level of kendo attainment should pursue the way of a gentleman, and how could a gentleman be such a person with an obvious evil spirit

The next scene simply refreshed Wang Hao's understanding of the Supreme Sword God, and the color of red is the truest portrayal of his character, he is simply a conceited and very arrogant madman.

The elf-like boy and the Supreme Sword God seemed to be saying something, Wang Hao couldn't hear it, but he could still see the expressions on the faces of the two of them, but the young man's anger had been suppressing the Supreme Sword God, just the opposite, every expression and every action was full of arrogance

In the end, the two of them faced each other, and the two swords collided together, Wang Hao couldn't hear the sound, but Wang Hao could see and feel the fierceness of the battlefield.

The rocks of the mountain kept falling, blocking the exit of the canyon not far away, and then the waterfall broke off, in this battle, the supreme sword god always had the upper hand, his attack was very fierce, the sword in his hand was also every time the elf-like boy was cornered, and the boy waved the sword in his hand The movement was also unusually smooth, and every desperate situation.

But the young man could only defend and had no power to fight back, so Wang Hao thought that this supreme sword god was completely a madman, a madman who only knew how to fight, and only knew sword duels.

The elf-like boy was finally pierced through the chest by the Supreme Sword God, and a large area of blood bloomed on the white clothes, as bright as the red clothes on the Sword God's body, at this moment, the young man fell straight down, and at this moment, Wang Hao felt the sorrow of this sword.

The next scene made Wang Hao even more angry, and even had hatred, the supreme sword god did not stop because of the fall of the young man, and waved his sword to cut off the young man's only remaining vitality, and the young man's vitality was broken, and the sword was also broken, and the sword god sealed the spiritual wisdom, as for when he would rise again, Wang Hao did not know.

Letting go of the hilt of the sword, Wang Hao did not immediately come out of this sentimentality, for the supreme sword god's personality, Wang Hao was even more surprised, how can he become the supreme sword god, if what he saw was the master of this sword, the whole life, then he really had never killed a person in his life, and died under the sword of the supreme sword god without doing a single evil.

"Don't define so early that you don't know the full picture." The system said indifferently.

"Don't define it so early, how can I have the slightest respect for this supreme sword god, his actions are as cruel as demons." This is Wang Hao's definition of the Supreme Sword God as he sees it.

"Have you forgotten the Battle Elf?" the system reminded.

The supreme god of the elven clan will have to put his life on the line of all the descendants of the elf clan, desperately resurrecting himself, Wang Hao thought at first that he was just to resurrect himself, but it turned out that Wang Hao's idea was wrong, the determination of the elf god is not available to everyone, and even Wang Hao himself cannot guarantee that at that moment, he will be willing to whisper to his loved ones.

"That being said, but what I have seen with my own eyes cannot be true, and if I am not mistaken, the owner of this sword has never done anything evil in his life, not even a single wrong thing with a sword." Wang Hao retorted that he firmly believed in what he thought in his heart.

The appearance of the Supreme Sword God is not ugly, it can be said that he is very handsome, and he is on an equal footing with the young man who was killed by him, but it is only different in temperament, but in Wang Hao's opinion, compared with the young man, the Supreme Sword God is a person who cultivates evil ways

"Didn't you find that the Supreme Sword Body and the owner of this sword are actually similar in appearance," after listening to Wang Hao's rebuttal, the system said this, which can be regarded as a wake-up call for Wang Hao.

And when Wang Hao thought about it, it seemed that there was still a little bit of it, it was not the same at all, but the difference in temperament made Wang Hao think that the two of them were originally eight poles and could not fight each other, and the arrogant posture of the Supreme Sword God made Wang Hao feel that this sword death was simply the Supreme Sword God had nothing to do.

"Why is this happening, why am I seeing you like this?" Wang Hao muttered to himself.

"There is nothing in the world, what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily true, and everything in this time has its own law." The system said that the cold female voice actually had some unfathomable feelings at this time.

Wang Hao understood the scene brought by this sword, which made Wang Hao qualitatively think that the supreme sword god was a madman, a madman who fought with people everywhere and took pleasure in killing people and destroying swords, but the people he killed looked exactly the same as him, and there was a hidden secret in it, the so-called world has nothing, and this is absolutely the truth.

Silently, he pulled up the broken sword stuck in the ground and said to the sword: "If the supreme sword god insults and kills your master for no reason, I will return to seek justice for you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the sword in Wang Hao's hand immediately vibrated and the incision of the broken sword emitted a dazzling light, the spiritual wisdom of this sword was not low, and it was held by Wang Hao at this moment, and the sword spirit was revived, Wang Hao felt the sword heart of this sword.

He was crying, crying, crying, and angry, but more of a sad, as if asking why his master abandoned him, which made Wang Hao even more puzzled, didn't this sword know that his master was actually dead, and it was not his master's fault that he was placed here.

"There must be something else going on here." Wang Hao held his sword and said to himself, in fact, it was only at this time that Wang Hao realized his mistake, and the Supreme Sword God may still be an opponent worthy of his respect.