Kaihuang sword originated from ancient times, legend has it that the sword of the heavenly sword one-third of the sword, this sword sect has been passed down by the blood of the people, with the emperor's breath to control the sword moves, non-blood relatives can not master, and the mystery of this is not known, descendants only know to follow the ancestral training to the authentic temple, to announce the authority of the emperor in the world, over time, the emperor sword has become a decoration. I think that the people led the people to practice swords and eliminate demons, but now the descendants pin all the glory and disgrace of the human race on the imperial power and the power of the emperor, which has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

Prince Sanssouci inadvertently prompted the Kaihuang Sword to go through the calamity of Kaifeng, more and more connected with his heart, all emotions seem to be able to sense each other with the sword itself, when he is sad, the sword seems to be screaming like a cry, when he is happy, the sword is also shining like a torch, and when he is angry, the sword is also like a thunderbolt, as if there is a black dragon roaring out of the sword body, wanting to swallow everything around him.

At this time, the carefree prince was furious.

He was originally entrusted by the old businessman to promise to protect one of his cadres, in fact, he took care of each other along the way, but he had no experience in the rivers and lakes, and his swordsmanship was not successful, and he was mentioned by the old businessman and the housekeeper a lot, and he gradually got along with him for many days and nights, and now because he killed them because of his will, his heart was like countless swords stirring, and he regretted not being in the first place, and he was in pain because he was not in the beginning, and he was injected into his anger and blame, and turned into a full murderous atmosphere.

Prince Sanssouci was filled with grief and anger and finally fell into the demon miasma of extreme rage, his sword no longer had the slightest kingly spirit, there was only a ruthless killing intent, under the urging of this killing intent, all the swords turned into ruthless torture instruments, they moved with this endless killing intent, circling, like a goshawk looking down on the prey under the eyes, cruel and indifferent.

"Kill!" Prince Sanssouci didn't speak, he just had a thought in his mind, and those swirling swords poured out like waves, overwhelmingly invading everyone and everything present, and they didn't have time to blink before they were pierced by those suspended swords. The sword qi flowed endlessly in the air, wearing everyone together, like a prey glued together by a spider's web, trembling and struggling, and a sword sealed the throat, ten thousand swords pierced the heart, dead and dead.

"Kill!" The anger of the Sanssouci Prince was steaming in the air, as if a huge closed time and space had been formed in every square inch, and the sword flew up and down in it, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, becoming denser and more dense and rapid, and everything around him was bounced open by this barrier, thunder flashed, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Kill!" Prince Sanssouci's body was filled with violent true qi, and the thunderous power of the Emperor's Sword traveled from his hand to the veins of his body, and he exhaled lightly and flew out like a shuttle. The fortress, the sand castle, fell with a bang after his shadow.

Prince Sanssouci ran wildly in the desert of the Western Capital, like a lightning bolt that stirred up the sand under his feet, like a wandering dragon in the desert, his anger and frustration were wantonly vented with sweat and true qi in the run, leaving only endless guilt, and finally he was so exhausted that he fell into the yellow sand.

"It's all because I'm too arrogant that I'm being calculated by the villain."

"It's because I'm too frivolous that I'm bewitched by the demon girl."

"It's all because I'm too bad to give away the innocent." Every time he said a word, he slapped himself so hard that blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his two arms finally fell from their strength.

He looked at this desert of the Western Capital, which had long been dilapidated and full of filth and filth, with scarlet eyes and only one thought left in his heart: "Eliminate the evil." ”

With hatred and remorse, Prince Sanssouci began an endless chase and killing in the desert, and everywhere he went, he set up the carriage left by the old merchant, which made the thieves and thieves who passed by covet it, and then he didn't say a word and cut the corpses of a dry man to pieces, almost cleaning up the thieves' dens along the way. His swordsmanship became more and more fierce, his sword moves became more and more cruel, and his sword intent became more and more violent, and the whole person seemed to have become a killing machine without emotion. He just walked all the way, killing all the way, running day and night.

Until one day, he came to the main city of the Western Capital, this originally brilliant and rich desert pearl, but now it has decayed to the point of being riddled with holes, like an old man who knows the wilderness in his last years. He walked silently into this place, which could barely be called a city, and was full of lonely streets and dilapidated houses, and although it was daylight, it was shrouded in a thick twilight. There was not a single young man in sight, only old people, women and children, and despair and helplessness hung on their faces.

"Uncle, have you eaten?" A child came up to him tremblingly and asked him, his eyes mixed with anticipation and fear.

Prince Sanssouci's heart fell silent, his anger dissipated in an instant, and he gradually regained consciousness, he took out all the food he was carrying and handed it to the child, and the children around him also came up one after another when they saw it.

"Where's your father?" Prince Sanssouci leaned down and asked lovingly as he looked at the gobbling child.

"Young people are going out to make a living... Most of the grass has fallen... I became a thief. An old man who was paralyzed on the side of the road said angrily.

Prince Sanssouci raised his head suddenly, looked at the old man in astonishment, as if a string had broken in his mind, and it was buzzing.