The broken sword screamed all night, a sad song was sung, and a rich sad atmosphere spread in the Broken Sword City unconsciously.

In this sad and desolate roar of the broken sword, the night passed quietly.

This night, the whole city had no sleep.

The next day, the wind and snow continued.

When the dawn of dawn poured into this magnificent city located in the lofty mountains, the whole city began to boil, and an extremely noisy atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire Broken Sword City.

Whoa...

At this moment, they could only hear countless wind-breaking sounds resounding all over Broken Sword City, and black shadows flashed rapidly in the dawn light, countless breaths fluctuated, and the direction they were heading towards was the Broken Sword Square located in the center of the city.

Xiao Han, Xiao Yixian and others also poured into the tide of people.

When the sky was about to dawn, countless young people gathered around the Broken Sword Square in the face of the snow, and as far as the eye could see, there was a crowd of black oppressive people, crowded with people, and it was difficult to see the end at a glance.

At this moment, the energy enchantment shrouded in the Broken Sword Square still had not dispersed.

The broken sword was still screaming in the square, no one could understand it, and everyone was waiting quietly outside the square.

Not long after, in the sky above the Broken Sword Square, a strong man from the Broken Sword Villa descended, and with a wave of his robe, the energy enchantment shrouded in the square opened a small door.

But at this moment, outside the square, no one still dared to take the lead in setting foot in the Broken Sword Square, this strong man knew that it was terrifying at a glance, he didn't speak, everyone naturally didn't dare to act rashly, here, you have to abide by the rules.

"The juniors of the seven major forces, come first, and the rest are waiting outside." The strong man spoke.

In the central region of the Southern Wilderness, the forces are vertical and horizontal, but the hegemonic forces are only the seven, the Demon Gate, the Buddha Gate, the Medical Saint Sect, the Demon Sect, the Blood Gate, the Tianyu Empire, and the Broken Sword Villa, collectively known as the Seven Forces.

As soon as the strong man of the Broken Sword Villa spoke, there were figures in all directions of the crowd who kept walking out.

Buddhism, no precepts.

Demon Sect, Demon Girl, Concubine Luo Yu.

Blood-staining gates, blood flow marks.

Xiao Han had seen these three people, Xiao Han was not in a hurry to enter the square, he also wanted to see the young Tianjiao sent by the other two forces.

"That's the third prince of the Tianyu Empire, the king of heaven." As if knowing what Xiao Han was thinking, the little doctor Xianyu pointed to a young man in a gorgeous robe who was walking towards the square and introduced.

"It's an imposing name." Xiao Han chuckled, his eyes were also curious to look at the king, his body was slender, his eyebrows were sharp, and his temperament was particularly outstanding against the backdrop of that luxurious robe.

"That's the second lady of Broken Sword Villa, Jian Ling'er." The little medicine fairy pointed in another direction, there, there was a woman walking slowly, the woman was quite beautiful, graceful, and gave people a very wonderful feeling, between her walking, there seemed to be an invisible sword intent around her body, people did not dare to approach her easily.

When Xiao Han looked at this sword Ling'er curiously, the latter seemed to sense it, and her beautiful eyes also swept over, and her pair of beautiful eyes seemed to shoot out two sharp sword rays, stabbing Xiao Han's soul directly, Xiao Han was a little surprised, but with his soul strength, he naturally ignored Jian Ling'er's eyes.

Seeing that Xiao Han didn't have the slightest incident, Jian Ling'er frowned slightly, and seemed to have some doubts in her heart.

"Let's go in too." Xiao Han stopped procrastinating, said to the little medicine fairy, and then the two walked side by side towards the Broken Sword Square.

After a while, the seven juniors of the seven overlord forces all stepped into the Broken Sword Square, and the seven people surrounded the Sword Saint Broken Sword, each occupying a direction and distributing it in a circle.

"The inheritance of the Sword Saint is right in front of you, whether you can comprehend it or not depends on your own creation." The powerhouse of the Broken Sword Villa said to Xiao Han and the others, and then with a wave of his hand, the gate of the enchantment closed again, and his figure disappeared into the sky strangely, as if he had never been here.

And the children of those ordinary forces outside the square looked at the seven people in the enchantment with envy, although they could also enter the Broken Sword City, but obviously they could not enjoy the qualification of comprehending the broken sword at such a close range, the strength is respected, that's it, the seven overlord forces are the masters of this central area, they are all dependent on these seven forces, so they have the qualifications to step into the Broken Sword City.

However, to be able to come here to see the demeanor of the young Tianjiao in the overlord force is an eye-opening opportunity for him, and if he can be lucky enough to witness the birth of the inheritor of the Sword Saint, it will undoubtedly be even more lucky.

Before the Sword Saint broke the sword, Xiao Han's seven people all stood there quietly, each beginning to comprehend.

Buzzing...

In the wind and snow, the broken sword was still screaming, and a poignant sad song sounded in the ears of Xiao Han and the seven people, so close, Xiao Han and the others undoubtedly felt more clearly.

However, no one can understand, broken sword, why is it sad?

Moreover, the more they listened, the more Xiao Han's brows furrowed, the sad song of the broken sword was actually triggering the sad experience in their hearts, it should have been that they wanted to comprehend the sadness of the broken sword, but at this moment, the broken sword seemed to be anti-guest, and the broken sword was evoking their sad past.

Moreover, the mournful sound emanating from the broken sword was actually irresistible, Xiao Han and the seven frowned, and they clearly felt that their hearts seemed to be aching faintly.

That's right, it's heartache.

Because, the mournful voice gradually evoked the unbearable past that they were most reluctant to recall in their hearts, and everyone's heart must have a past that they are most unwilling to recall, and there is always a past, whenever they recall it, they feel that their hearts and intestines are broken, there are regrets, regrets, and sadness......

At this moment, under the strange infection of the sad sound of the broken sword, the seven Xiao Han people around the broken sword all seemed to have lost their gods, and they seemed to have entered a state of mind that could not extricate themselves.

"Look, the Holy Maiden of the Medical Saint Sect is in tears......"

At this time, outside the square, someone was surprised, they stared at the little doctor fairy tightly, their eyes were puzzled and surprised, the little doctor stood there, and actually began to cry, a drop of crystal tears continued to slide down from her white cheeks, pear blossoms with rain, pitiful, that was a sad tear, no one knew, what secrets were hidden in her heart.

"No, look at it again, Concubine Luo Yu, King's Landing, Wujie, Jian Ling'er, and a few of them are all crying strangely."

Some people exclaimed, shocked, and their eyes were full of doubt.

This scene is too weird, a few people stood in front of the broken sword for only a few minutes, and they all cried weirdly, what the hell is going on?

Is this a test of the broken sword for them?

"Hey, strange, why didn't Xiao Han cry?" At this time, everyone exclaimed again, among the seven people, only Xiao Han did not cry, and everyone was very puzzled.

Xiao Han didn't enter that weird sad state of mind, he naturally didn't cry, and when the broken sword wanted to arouse the sad secret in his heart, the Heavenly Emperor Sword suddenly woke him up.

Moreover, under the guidance of the Heavenly Emperor Sword, Xiao Han was not only not affected by the mournful sound, but also saw a strange scene that no one saw.

Xiao Han's pupils gradually contracted, and he saw that on top of the broken sword, blood actually appeared, and the blood reflected the sharp sword, which was extremely weird.

"This?" Next, a scene that surprised Xiao Han even more emerged, a look of shock gradually appeared on his face, the blood on the broken sword was wriggling, and a picture appeared in his eyes extremely clearly.

The location shown in the picture is also Broken Sword City, very soon.

In the picture, there are two figures emerging, a man and a woman, the man, dressed in white, holding a sword, has a transcendent temperament, peerless, and the woman also has the appearance of a country and a city, so beautiful that the two stand together, as if they are a pair made in heaven, like a pair of gods.

However, the next moment, the style of painting suddenly changed, and I saw that the woman in the Allure City actually bumped into the man's long sword.

A sword in the heart!

Blood, stained red with the long sword, drops of red blood, continued to flow out from the sharp tip of the sword, and in an instant, the woman's pretty face was as pale as paper, and her breath was dying.

"Since you love swords and are obsessed with swords all day long, then I will stain the sword with blood, maybe... That way, you'll be able to watch me forever......"

Intermittent words of pathos came out of the woman's mouth, and after speaking, the woman's beautiful eyes slowly closed, forever.

Blood, stained the sword red, and also stained the sword.

He looked at the woman who fell under his sword, the man's pupils gradually contracted, the hand holding the sword was trembling, at this moment, his eyes were splitting, and he seemed to be a little broken, and an unprecedented regret and self-blame surged into the man's heart.

Yes, he regretted it, he was obsessed with the sword all his life, because of the sword preaching, however, he ignored a woman who had always loved him deeply, and had been waiting for him silently, until this moment was lost, and he really regretted it.

People, sometimes, are like this, and they can only regret it until they lose it, but is it useful to regret it?

"Ahh Why?! ”

The man knelt in front of the woman's corpse, he looked up to the sky and roared, it was so heartbreaking, it was so painful, it was so broken and crazy.

On that day, under the sky, the snow was falling, under the wind and snow, the blood stained the white snow, the woman was lying in the snow, and the man knelt there and roared wildly, the picture was so poignant, so heart-wrenching.

After that, the grief-stricken man, as if he had gone mad, died with a broken sword, and a broken sword stood there forever, witnessing this eternal sorrow.

That day is the winter solstice, and the sad song of the broken sword begins from here.

Sword Saint, a generation of Tianjiao, was born because of the sword and died because of the sword.

It is a poignant past that has been buried in the long river of time and has been unknown, a hundred years of vicissitudes, that is the sad thing of the broken sword, and it is also the death of the sword saint......

(End of chapter)