Chapter 217: The Fate Of The Sword Saint

Chapter 217: The Fate of the Sword Saint

Broken Sword, mourning all night long, a mournful song sang, and a rich sad atmosphere filled the Broken Sword City unknowingly.

Amid this desolate and desolate mourning of the broken sword, the night passed quietly.

That night, the whole city was sleepless.

The next day, the snow did not stop.

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.

shhhhh…

At this moment, I could only hear the sound of countless breaking winds resounding all over Broken Sword City. One after another dark shadows flashed and swept under the dawn light, and countless breaths fluctuated. The direction they were heading towards was all the Broken Sword in the center of the city. Sword Square.

Xiao Han and Xiao Yixian also poured into the crowd.

When the sky was about to dawn, countless young people faced the flying snow and gathered around the Broken Sword Square. Looking around, they were full of dark crowds, crowded with people, and it was difficult to see the end at a glance.

At this moment, the energy barrier shrouded in Broken Sword Square has not dissipated.

Broken Sword, still screaming in the square, no one can understand, and everyone is waiting quietly outside the square.

Not long after, a strong man from Broken Sword Villa came over the Broken Sword Square. With a wave of his sleeves, the energy barrier that enveloped the square opened a small door.

But at this moment, outside the square, no one dared to set foot on Broken Sword Square first. This strong man knew that it was terrifying at first glance. He didn't speak, so everyone naturally did not dare to act rashly. Here, they had to obey the rules.

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

In the central area of ​​the Southern Wilderness, the forces are vertical and horizontal, but the overlord forces are only seven, the Demon Sect, the Buddhist Sect, the Medical Saint Sect, the Demon Sect, the Blood Transformation Sect, the Tianyu Empire, and the Broken Sword Villa, which are collectively called the seven major forces. The seven major forces broke out into a war, and there was a scene of today's Broken Sword inheritance and sharing.

As soon as the voice of the strong man of Broken Sword Villa fell, figures in all directions in the crowd kept walking out.

Buddhism, no precepts.

Demon Sect, Demon Girl, Luo Yufei.

The gate of blood transformation, blood traces.

These three people, Xiao Han has seen, Xiao Han is not in a hurry to enter the square, he also wants to see the young Heavens Pride sent by the other two forces.

"That's the third prince of the Heavenly Feather Empire, King to Heaven." Seeming to know what Xiao Han was thinking, Xiao Yixian pointed to a young man in a robe who was walking towards the square and introduced.

"This name is quite imposing." Xiao Han chuckled lightly, and looked at Jun Lintian curiously, with a slender body and sharp eyebrows. Against the background of the luxurious robe, his temperament was exceptional. Looking carefully, It does have the air of a king.

"That's the second young lady of Broken Sword Villa, Sword Ling'er." Xiao Yixian pointed in another direction, and there, a woman was walking slowly. It's a very strange feeling. As she walks, there seems to be an invisible sword-like agitation all over her body, which makes people dare not approach her easily.

When Xiao Han was looking at the sword Ling'er curiously, the latter seemed to sense it too, and her beautiful eyes also swept over. Two sharp sword beams suddenly shot out from her pair of beautiful eyes, stabbing Xiao Han's. Soul, Xiao Han was a little surprised, but with the strength of his soul, he naturally ignored Ling'er's eyes.

Seeing that Xiao Han had nothing to do with it, Jian Ling'er Liu Mei frowned slightly, and seemed to have some doubts in her heart.

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

After a while, the seven juniors of the seven hegemonic forces all stepped into the Broken Sword Square. The seven people surrounded the Sword Saint Broken Sword, each occupying a position in a circular distribution.

"The inheritance of the Sword Saint is in front of you. Whether you can comprehend it depends on your own Manifestation." The strong man from Broken Sword Villa said to Xiao Han and others, and then he waved his hand, and the gate of the enchantment opened again. When it was closed, his figure also disappeared in the sky strangely, as if he had never been there.

The children of ordinary forces outside the square looked at the seven people in the enchantment with admiration. Although they could also enter Broken Sword City, they obviously could not enjoy the qualification to comprehend Broken Sword at such a close distance. Your Excellency, this is the case, the seven overlord forces are the Great Rulers in this central area. They are all attached to these seven forces, so they are only qualified to step into Broken Sword City.

However, it was an eye-opening opportunity for him to come here to see the style of the young Heavens Pride in the hegemony force. If he was lucky enough to witness the birth of the Sword Saint inheritor, he would undoubtedly be even luckier.

Before the Sword Saint broke the sword, Xiao Han and the others all stood there quietly, each beginning to understand.

buzzing...

In the snowstorm, the broken sword was still moaning constantly, and a mournful sad song played in the ears of Xiao Han and the others. At such a close distance, 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 and the others frowned. The Broken Sword Elegy was actually triggering their deep-seated grief experience. They should have realized the sorrow of Broken Sword, but at this moment, Broken Sword seemed to be aroused. They turned against the customer, and Broken Sword was evoking their sad past.

Moreover, the sound of grief emanating from the broken sword was simply irresistible. Xiao Han and the others frowned. They could clearly feel that their hearts seemed to be aching.

Yes, it's heartache.

Because the sound of lamentation gradually evoked the unbearable past in their hearts that they were most unwilling to recall. In the bottom of everyone's heart, there must be a past that they do not want to recall. There is always a past. , there is regret, there is regret, there is sadness...

At this moment, under the strange infection of Broken Sword's mourning sound, the seven Xiao Han people around Broken Sword seemed to have lost their minds.

"Look, the Holy Maiden of the Medical Saint Sect, weeping..."

At this time, outside the square, some people were surprised. They stared at Xiao Yixian, their eyes filled with doubt and surprise. Xiao Yixian was standing there, and she actually started to cry. Drops of crystal tears kept streaming from her fair cheeks. Slipping down, pear blossoms bring rain, it is pitiful, those are tears of sadness, no one knows what secrets are hidden in her heart.

"No, look again, Luo Yufei, Jun Lintian, Wujie, Jian Ling'er, and the blood stains, all of them wept strangely."

Someone else exclaimed, shocked, and their eyes were full of thick doubts.

This scene is really too weird. A few people stood in front of the broken sword for only a few minutes, and all of them wept weirdly. What the hell is going on?

Is this Broken Sword's test for them?

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

Xiao Han didn't enter that weird sad state of mind, he naturally didn't cry, just when Broken Sword was about to evoke 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 not only was not affected by the sound of sorrow, but also saw a strange scene that no one else saw.

Xiao Han's pupils gradually shrank, and he saw that there was blood on the broken sword, and the blood reflected the sharp sword light, which was extremely strange.

"This?" Next, a scene that surprised Xiao Han even appeared. A look of shock gradually appeared on his face. The blood on the broken sword was squirming, and a picture appeared in his eyes very clearly.

The location shown on the screen is also Broken Sword City, soon.

In the picture, there are two figures appearing, a man and a woman, the man, dressed in white, holding a sword, has a detached temperament, peerless elegance, and the woman also has the appearance of the country and the city, and the beauty is inexhaustible. Together, it seems like a pair made in heaven and earth, like a pair of immortals.

However, in the next moment, the style of painting changed suddenly, and I saw that the alluring woman collided with the man's long sword.

A sword in the heart!

Fresh blood, stained red long sword, dripping red blood, continuously flowed 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 are addicted to the sword and obsessed with the sword all day, then I will stain the long sword with blood, maybe... In this way, you will be able to look at me forever..."

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

The blood, dyed the long sword red, also dyed the long sword red.

The sudden scene made the man completely unexpected. He looked at the woman who fell under his sword. The man's pupils gradually contracted, and the hand holding the sword was shaking. At this moment, his eyes were about to split and he seemed to collapse. Now, an unprecedented wave of regret and self-blame flooded the man's heart.

Yes, he regretted it. He was obsessed with the sword all his life, and he proved the Tao with the sword. However, he ignored a woman who had always loved him deeply and had been waiting for him silently. Until this moment was lost, he really regretted it. .

People, sometimes, it is like this, you will never regret it until you lose it. However, is regret useful?

"Ah... why?!"

The man knelt in front of the woman's corpse, he raised his head and roared, it was so heart-piercing, so heart-wrenching, so collapsed and crazy.

On that day, under the sky, the snow was flying, and the snow was red with blood. The woman was lying in the snow, and the man was kneeling there and roaring frantically. The picture was so poignant and so beautiful Heartache.

After that, the grief-stricken man seemed to be crazy. He broke his sword and died, and a broken sword stood there forever, witnessing this eternal tragedy.

That day was the winter solstice, and the elegy of the broken sword began from then on.

Juggernaut, a generation of Heavens Pride, was born by the sword and died by the sword.

It was a poignant and beautiful past that was buried in the long river of time, and the vicissitudes of a hundred years, it was the sad thing of Broken Sword, and it was also the mourning of the Sword Saint...

(End of this chapter)