Standing in this sword mound, Wang Hao always felt a trace of lamentation, even melancholy...... He stood where he was, no longer moving forward, these swords, not completely without a sword heart, how to say! All things have spirits, and swords are originally dead things, but after the precipitation of time, because of different circumstances, some will give birth to sword spirits and continue to grow, and some will be a piece of scrap iron.

However, whether it is a sword that gave birth to a 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, the sword that has been broken in his life has not known how many thousands of years it has existed, after the precipitation of time, the baptism of the years, even the scrap iron 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 sorrowful sound is the mood of all the broken swords in this sword mound, Wang Hao felt and realized, which made him have to be moved, all the swords here have given birth to spirituality...... However, they can't leave here and realize their own value.

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

"This supreme sword god, is it a person who loves swords like life, or someone who hates swords!" Wang Hao couldn't help but say to himself a little angrily, in short, if he was the Supreme Sword God, even if these swords could not meet his requirements for swords, they would not be broken like this, buried here, and fed without letting them come back to life completely, no matter what the Supreme Sword God thought, it would be too much to do so, and these swords had already cultivated spirituality.

Those who have just turned on a trace of spiritual wisdom may not understand what is wrong with them, but there are some individual swords, and spiritual wisdom is 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, the slightest 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 for an unknown amount of time, 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 held 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 of tens of millions of years ago appeared in front of Wang Hao.

It was a magnificent world, with birds and beasts, strange flowers and plants, and since its birth, this sword has been stuck in a towering mountain, which has not had much life, 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, scattered like a waterfall, with light roots, and the whole person looked unusually elegant and free, as if it was the spirit of this mountain, the boy flew up to this 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 a spiritual wisdom long ago, and the only thing he didn't know was that how this sword was cast, it was like the sword of a true dragon, and it was cast out of spiritual intelligence, that is, the innate sword spirit, this sword is extraordinary, if it is, after the baptism of the long years, it has gradually generated spiritual wisdom, it is also extraordinary, and the time of this sword's existence is even more difficult to guess.

Whatever the reason, this sword was broken, and it was a pity to be 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 away from the boulder in the mountain, the picture turned, this young man wandered in the mountains day after day, year after year in the wilderness, and this sword always accompanied his master.

Until one day, the boy met the strongest opponent in his life, it was a red-clothed red-haired man, his face was very handsome, but with a hint of evil charm, but there was fortitude in his eyebrows...... is a very peculiar person, but the first time Wang Hao saw him, he determined the identity of the red-haired man.

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

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

"That's the kind of person he is. Wang Hao said to himself in disbelief, he thought that anyone who had attained such a level of kendo attainment should be the way of a gentleman, and a gentleman, how could it 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 bright red color was the truest portrayal of his character, he was simply a conceited and very arrogant madman.

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

The two finally faced each other, and between the lightning and flint, 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 has the upper hand, his attack is very powerful, and the sword in his hand also always pushes the elf-like boy to a desperate position, and the action of the boy waving the sword in his hand is also extremely smooth, and he is always desperate.

However, 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, which was as bright as the red clothes on the Sword God's body, and 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 sprouted hatred, the supreme sword god did not stop because of the fall of the young man, and swung the sword to cut off the young man's only remaining vitality, and the young man's vitality was broken for a moment, and the sword also broke the sword god and 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 person, Wang Hao was even more surprised, how can such a person become the supreme sword god, if what he saw was the complete life of the owner of this sword, then he really had never killed a person in his life, had never done a single evil, and died under the sword of the supreme sword god.

"Don't define it so early, 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, who is just as cruel as the demon. This is Wang Hao's definition of the Supreme Sword God, as far as he can see.

"Have you forgotten the Battle Elves?" The system reminded.

The supreme god of the elf clan, all the descendants of the elf clan have to put their lives on the ground, desperate to resurrect themselves, Wang Hao thought at first that he was just to resurrect himself, but it turned out that Wang Hao's idea was wrong, not everyone has the determination of the elf god, even Wang Hao himself, there is no guarantee that at that moment, he will be willing to whisper down to his loved ones.

"Having said that, is not all that I have seen with my own eyes true? If I am not mistaken, the owner of this sword has never done a single evil thing in his life, not even a single wrong thing with a sword. Wang Hao retorted that he firmly believed in the thoughts 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 par with the young man who was killed by him, but it is 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......

"Haven't you noticed 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 really a little bit of similarity, no, they looked exactly the same, but the difference in temperament made Wang Hao think that the two of them were originally incompatible, and in addition to the arrogant posture of the Supreme Sword God, Wang Hao felt that this sword death battle was simply the Supreme Sword God had nothing to do.

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

"There are no absolutes in the world, and what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily true, and everything in this time has its own law. The system said, and the cold female voice actually had some unfathomable feelings at this time.

Wang Hao understood, the scene brought by this sword made Wang Hao qualitatively think that the Supreme Sword God was a madman, fighting with people everywhere, and taking 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 this, the so-called world has no absolutes, this is such a 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 vibrate, and the incision of the broken sword emitted a dazzling light, the wisdom of this sword was not low, and it was held by Wang Hao in his hand at this moment, and the sword spirit was revived, and Wang Hao felt the sword heart of this sword.

He was crying, weeping and weeping, angry but more sad, as if questioning his master why he had abandoned him...... This made Wang Hao even more puzzled, didn't this sword know that his master was actually dead? It was not his master's fault that he was placed here.

"There must be something else hidden in this matter. Wang Hao held the 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.