Chapter 218: Despicable villain

On the square, before the broken sword, Xiao Han was stunned, staring at the broken sword in front of him, to be precise, the picture hidden in the broken sword.

In the snowstorm, through a hundred years of time and space, it is also the day of the winter solstice, a hundred years ago Broken Sword City actually had such an unknown sad past, the former generation of sword saints, did not die in any monument, nor did they die at the hands of others.

The sword master died at his own hands, and he died under his own sword.

He has been obsessed with kendo all his life, he is a genius of kendo, however, for this, he has failed the woman who has always loved him silently, and it was not until the moment of the woman's death that the sword saint woke up.

Yes, at that moment, he understood that the most important thing in a person's life was not the cold long sword in his hand, but something more important than the sword, that is, the woman who had been silently guarding his side.

"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......"

This is the woman's dying words, carefully experienced, when she was about to die, this turned out to be the dying words, blood-stained sword, just for you to look at me, this, how sad it should be?

At that time, how desperate should the woman's heart be?

Perhaps because of this, the desperate words and the desperate eyes made the Sword Saint finally understand what was the most important thing.

However, everything will not go back, and all regrets will not be redeemed for the stupidity of the past.

In the end, the hero regrets and dies with regrets, a generation of sword saints, born because of the sword, died because of the sword, and endless regret is cast!

The death of the Sword Saint, the death of the Sword Saint, the dusty past of a hundred years of injuries, today, a descendant has finally revealed the answer.

And this answer is too absurd and too shocking.

Before the sword was broken, looking at the picture of the past, Xiao Han looked shocked, such a result was really shocking to him.

Looking back in time, a hundred years ago today, it was also the season of heavy snowfall, and a generation of sword saints fell, with endless regrets, and passed away.

After a few moments, the picture dissipated, and the sad story of the past passed away with the wind.

Knock knock...

At this moment, the entire Broken Sword Square trembled wildly, and the Broken Sword moved, not only moved, but also rose into the air.

Broken sword, suspended in mid-air.

And, the wailing stopped.

At this moment, the little medicine fairy and the others who were immersed in the past sadness also woke up, feeling the tears on their cheeks, the little medicine fairy and the others were all surprised, just now, their emotions were not controlled at all.

"Look, that broken sword seems to be transmitting some message to Xiao Han!"

At this time, outside the square, someone exclaimed, and countless eyes suddenly converged on Xiao Han, and the eyes of the six people including Xiao Yixian also looked at it for the first time, and their eyes were full of doubt.

The broken sword, which had not moved for a hundred years, was actually vacated.

Moreover, at this moment, in the broken sword, there was a wonderful beam of light gushing out, and the beam of light shot directly at Xiao Han's eyebrows, Xiao Han also closed his eyes and sank, as if he had entered a very mysterious state.

Seeing this scene, everyone's pupils constricted, their faces were full of shock, and a thought invariably appeared in everyone's hearts.

Juggernaut Inheritor, appeared!

In the scene in that square, it was obvious that Xiao Han was accepting the Sword Saint inheritance.

"The Sword Saint actually chose Xiao Han!"

Countless people stared at Xiao Han with burning eyes, their eyes were full of shock and envy, a hundred years ago, how many Tianjiao had set foot in the Broken Sword City, and the Broken Sword was always indifferent, however, today, the inheritor finally appeared.

At this moment, they witnessed history!

On the day of the rebirth of the broken sword, when the sword saint returned, the inheritor who reproduced the glory of the sword saint in the past appeared, and the long wait for the broken sword was finally over!

At this moment, looking at the scene in the square, everyone's mood is different, and some people are very excited and happy, because they have witnessed history.

In the same way, there are people who are jealous.

The inheritor of the Sword Saint will definitely shoulder the glory of the Sword Saint, who doesn't want to get such a glorious mission?

Under the glory there will be envy, and so in the past.

Therefore, the blood stains on the side moved, his face was cold, his figure flashed, and he quickly attacked Xiao Han.

Want to stop Xiao Han from gaining the inheritance!

"Blood scarred, you are looking for death!" Seeing this, the little medicine fairy's beautiful eyes were cold, and he immediately quickly intervened to stop it, Xiao Han was obviously accepting the inheritance of the Sword Saint, at such a critical moment, he naturally could not be disturbed, this blood flow mark was shot at this time, and his heart could be punished.

"Little Doctor Fairy, this is a matter between their men, what are you meddling for?" However, as soon as the little medicine fairy wanted to stop it, a delicate body flashed over, naturally it was the demon girl Luo Yufei, she stood in front of the little medicine fairy, and looked at the latter with a smile.

"Concubine Luo Yu, you!" Seeing this, the little medicine fairy's beautiful eyes became even colder, and she wanted to stop the blood flow, but Concubine Luo Yu immediately entangled her.

"Amitabha, the donor is doing this, it's too much of a danger!" At this time, Wujie walked out and blocked the blood flow, seeing this, the little doctor fairy was slightly relieved in his heart, and this lewd monk also had a little righteousness.

"Bald donkey, what others want to do, that's someone else's business, where is your turn to talk more?" However, the third prince of the Tianyu Empire on the side, Jun Lintian, also walked out, he looked at Wujie and said lightly.

For a while, Concubine Luo Yu blocked the little medicine fairy, and King Lintian blocked Wujie.

At this moment, in the field, Xiao Han's eyes were closed, still immersed in the inheritance.

The blood flow lightly glanced at Concubine Luo Yu and Jun Lintian, and the corners of his mouth sneered, it seems that he is not the only one who does not want Xiao Han to obtain the inheritance of the Sword Saint, and besides, he is doing it here, and the powerhouse of Broken Sword Villa has not appeared, it is obvious that Broken Sword Villa acquiesced to his behavior.

Thinking of this, Blood Stain sneered, and no longer procrastinated, and went towards Xiao Han again.

"Despicable villain!"

However, just when the blood flow mark was about to approach Xiao Han, Jian Ling'er, who had never spoken, moved, and after a cold snort, she didn't bother to talk nonsense, her delicate body flashed, and she directly raised her sword to kill the blood flow mark.

Blood Stain sneered, without the slightest intention of dodging, Jian Ling'er's sword suddenly stabbed into his body, however, no half of blood flowed out, and immediately, Bloodstained body turned into a blood mist in the sky and dispersed.

"Flesh and blood clones?" Jian Ling'er withdrew the long sword, and Liu frowned, this is not the body of the blood trace.

At this moment, the body of the blood flow mark was already close to Xiao Han, the fighting qi in his body was surging, the palm of his hand was raised, the terrifying blood-colored fighting qi was gathered, the killing intent in his eyes was clear, and then a palm slammed into Xiao Han's chest.

"Poof!"

Receiving this time, Xiao Han, whose mind was completely immersed in the inheritance, was not half defenseless at all, and his body was directly blown away by a palm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

The blood, staining the void red, also stained his green shirt......

(End of chapter)