Chapter 902
Standing in this sword mound, Wang Hao always felt a trace of lamentation, even melancholy... He stood where he was, and stopped moving forward. These swords were not completely absent. Kenshin, what should I say!All things have spirits, and swords are dead things, but after time, due to different circumstances, some will give birth to sword spirits and continue to grow, while others will still be a piece of scrap iron.

However, whether it is the divine sword that gave birth to the sword spirit, or a piece of sharp scrap iron without wisdom, there will always be a trace of spirituality, and this sword mound is the supreme sword god, broken in his life. The sword has existed for tens of thousands of years. After the precipitation of time and the baptism of years, even scrap iron should have spirituality.

Although the sadness is very light, it makes Wang Hao stop here. He is not a sentimental person, but the slightest mourning sound is the mood of all the broken swords in this sword mound. Wang Hao feels and understands When he arrived, he had to be moved, all the swords here have already given birth to spirituality... However, they can't leave here to realize their own value.

In Wang Hao's view, the sword is the gentleman among the weapons, the weapon of the gentleman, it is too cruel to be buried like this...

"This Supreme Sword God, is he a person who loves swords like his life, or a person who hates swords!" Wang Hao couldn't help saying to himself angrily. In short, if he is the Supreme Sword God, these swords, even if they can't reach his sword If they are required, they will not be broken off like this, buried here, and fed without letting them come back to life completely. No matter what the Supreme Sword God thinks, doing this is too much, and these swords have already cultivated spirituality.

Those who have just opened up a little bit of spiritual wisdom may not understand what is wrong with them, but there are some individual swords whose spiritual wisdom is already very powerful. For example, where Wang Hao stopped, there is a dark blue broken sword. , Just standing here, you can feel the emotion of this sword, every trace of sadness, and even traces of anger.

What a sword this is!It was broken by the supreme sword god and buried here for an unknown amount of time, but it gave birth to a burst of vigor and murderous aura. Wang Hao suspected that this sword was a spiritual sword before it was broken by the supreme sword god. The sword spirit has been bred.

Out of curiosity, Wang Hao took a step forward, holding one hand on the hilt of the sword, and a vast force spread from Wang Hao's palm to his whole body. The scene of thousands of years ago, just like this Appeared in front of Wang Hao.

It was a magnificent prehistoric world, with birds and beasts, and strange flowers and plants. Since the sword was born, it had been inserted on a towering mountain peak. There was not much life in that mountain peak, only a few A pine tree growing crookedly.

It was here that the sword met its first owner. It was a young man in white, with black hair hanging like a waterfall, and his roots were light and agile. The whole person looked unusually elegant, as if This mountain elf, the young man flew up to the highest peak, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword from the rock.

At that moment, the entire mountain shook. Even though what Wang Hao saw was just a dream, but at that moment, Wang Hao really felt the throbbing of the sword, the feeling of being appreciated and held. Excited.

At this time, Wang Hao knew that this sword had possessed wisdom long ago. The only thing he didn't know was how this sword was cast. It was cast like the sword of a real dragon. This sword is extraordinary. If it is, after a long time of baptism, it gradually develops spiritual wisdom, that is no small matter. It is even more difficult to guess how long this sword will exist. .

No matter what the reason was, it was a pity that the sword was broken and placed in the sword mound so casually.

The picture that appeared in front of Wang Hao did not end with the boy who was like a mountain elf taking the sword away from the boulder in the mountain. When the picture changed, the boy was in the mountain day after day, year after year, in the wilderness. Wandering in the world, this sword is always with its master.

Until one day, the boy met the most powerful opponent in his life, a man in red with red hair, his face was very handsome, but with a trace of evil charm, but there was determination in his brow... A very strange person, but Wang Hao confirmed the identity of the red-haired man the first time he saw him.

He must be the supreme sword god. Just a gesture of reaching out made Wang Hao feel the flow of sword intent. The domineering and arrogance of Wang Hao's gestures made Wang Hao feel this person's arrogance. Courage, and ego.

Every gesture, every move... everything proves that this person is the Supreme Sword God.

"It's such a person." Wang Hao murmured to himself in disbelief. He thought that anyone who had attained this level of swordsmanship should follow the way of a gentleman, and a gentleman, how could it be possible for such a man with an obvious belt? What about evil people!
The next scene simply refreshed Wang Hao's understanding of the Supreme Sword God. The bright red color is the truest portrayal of his character. He is simply a conceited and crazy 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 their faces. The boy was angry, but kept suppressing it. The Supreme Sword God was just the opposite. Every expression , every movement is full of insolence...

The two swords finally faced each other, and the two swords collided with each other. Wang Hao couldn't hear the sound, but Wang Hao could see it and feel the fierceness of the battlefield.

The mountain rocks kept falling, blocking the exit of the canyon not far away, and then the waterfall stopped... In this battle, the Supreme Sword God always had the upper hand, and his attacks were very fierce. The sword in his hand often pushed the elf-like boy to a corner, and the boy's movement of waving the sword in his hand was also unusually smooth, and he always came back from a corner.

However, the young man could only defend and had no power to fight back. That's why Wang Hao thought that this supreme sword god was a lunatic who only knew fighting and swordplay.

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 were as bright as the red clothes on the Sword God. At this moment, the boy fell straight down. For a moment Wang Hao felt the mournful cry of the sword.

The next scene made Wang Hao even more angry, and even hated him. The supreme sword god didn't stop because of the boy's fall, and swung his sword to cut off the boy's last vitality. After that, the sword god was cut off, and his spiritual wisdom was sealed. As for when he would wake up again, Wang Hao didn't know.

Letting go of the hilt of the sword, Wang Hao did not immediately come out of this sentimentality. Wang Hao was even more surprised by the personality of the supreme sword god. How could such a person become the supreme sword god? Yes, if it is the complete life of the owner of this sword, then he really never killed a person or committed any evil in this life, and died under the sword of the Supreme Sword God.

"Don't make a definition so early, you don't know the complete situation." The system said indifferently.

"Don't make a definition so early, how can I have the slightest respect for this supreme sword god, his actions are as cruel as the devil." This is Wang Hao's definition of the supreme sword god, from what he sees.

"Have you forgotten the battle spirit?" the system reminded.

The supreme god of the elf family put all the descendants of the elf family on their lives, desperately trying to resurrect himself. At first, Wang Hao thought that he was just to resurrect himself, but the facts proved that Wang Hao's idea was wrong. Not everyone has God's determination, and even Wang Hao himself cannot guarantee that at that moment, he will be willing to whisper away his closest relatives.

"That's what I said, but can't everything I've seen with my own eyes be true? If I'm not mistaken, the owner of this sword has never done anything evil in his life, not even a single wrong thing. I haven't done it before." Wang Hao retorted like this, he firmly believed in his own thoughts.

The appearance of the Supreme Sword God is not ugly, it can be said to be very handsome. It is equal to the boy who was killed by him, but his temperament is different. But in Wang Hao's view, compared with the boy, the Supreme Sword God is a person who cultivates Evil people...

"Didn't you realize that the Supreme Sword 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.

But when Wang Hao thought about it, it seemed that there was still a little bit of resemblance, no, they looked exactly the same at all, but the difference in temperament made Wang Hao think that the two were originally inseparable. His posture made Wang Hao feel that the death duel in this kendo was simply because the Supreme Sword God was just looking for trouble.

"Why, why did this happen, why did I see you like this." Wang Hao said to himself.

"There are no absolutes in the world, and what you see with your own eyes may not be true. Everything at this time has its own law." The system said, and the cold female voice 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 is a lunatic who fights with people everywhere and takes pleasure in killing people and destroying swords. However, the people he kills are as old as him. If they are exactly the same, there is something hidden in it. The so-called no absolutes in the world is such a truth.

He silently pulled out the broken sword stuck on the ground, and said to the sword: "If the Supreme Sword God insults and kills your master without reason, I will definitely 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. Hao felt the heart of the sword.

He was crying, crying constantly, with anger but more sadness, as if he was questioning his master why he abandoned him... This made Wang Hao even more puzzled, didn't the sword know its own Is the owner actually dead?It was not his master's fault that he had been put here.

"There must be something else hidden about this matter." Wang Hao said to himself while holding the sword. In fact, it was only at this time that Wang Hao realized his mistake. The Supreme Sword God may still be an opponent worthy of his respect.

(End of this chapter)

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