Abarai Renji Sword Novels & Stories

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”

Hello, Future Generations. My name is Saber. I’m the current Queen-to-be of the Fox Skulk (Foxes have Skulks like wolves have packs). I understand if this is a new concept to you or if you think that this book you have found can’t be real. I mean, Fox Skulk? Fox Shifters? Magic? If you’re a normal human living your mundane life, I’m sorry, but I’m about to blow the lid off everything you know.

After flying past her for some distance, it came back, targeting at her neck this time. Feng Wu infused her Genuine Qi and spun her wrist. The Leimu Sword sent Bai Ruyi's ribbon back flying and turned around to slash at the saber. Her sword was a divine weapon. As long as it managed to touch the saber, it could halve it. However, the boomerang saber actually slid away from the sword's blade. In the meanwhile, the other one rushed toward Feng Wu's chest.

They were the names that Xiao Chen and Qianyu Nishang engraved on the sword: Nishang, Yichen. Slowly, the Autumn Water Sword started to tremble. When the wind blew over the sword, the sword body rang lightly as if it were whimpering, and it refused to move even a little bit more forward to stab Xiao Chen.

Renai meekly stepped ahead and tried to grab his wrist but when he grunted in his throat, she pulled her hand and put it on his bicep, not wanting to rub him wrongly. Arlet was trembling in fear as he left her jaw and fisted her hair in a harsh grip. “Answer me,” Zebian gritted, his tone fell barbarically low and it was more intimidating than ever. “I…I…sorry…p…pardon…c..came to s…see y…you,” Arlet stuttered badly. Zebian heaved an animalistic sigh and yanked her head back, turning away. Renai retreated her hand immediately, she watched him storming to where he was sitting before. Suddenly, her eyes widened when she saw him picking him the sheath that had his sword secured.

Ren froze as Yuri slashed at the wires of his Elvigar with the dagger hidden within her sleeve, hereby releasing her gun from his hold, and she then pointed the gun at Ren who scowled, and made a motion to entrap Yuri’s limbs next. But before either one of them could make a single move, there were two black blurs. It was soon followed by the sound of a clang of metal on metal, and Ren froze as he saw Sunny before him, slashing at the wires of Ren’s Elvigar with his katana Jormungand, a Japanese sword with a silver blade and a black hilt, with the engravings of dragons and snakes on it. Ren’s eyes widened. “S-Sunny?” Sunny growled low in his throat before he thrust the butt of the hilt of his

Standing in the doorway—Antonio Franches, gun raised, his gaze cold and murderous. "Touch her again, and I’ll send you straight to hell." The Final Standoff Antonio’s custom Desert Eagle-Silencer was locked onto Renjiro’s head. The tension in the room was suffocating, every breath heavy, every second stretched thin. Cassandra could hear the pounding of her own heart, still trapped in Renjiro’s iron grip. Renjiro—known for his merciless brutality, for his fearless nature—smirked. Slowly, he unsheathed his prized katana, the blade gleaming under the dim lighting.

He stood in the corner with the dagger in hand. Bai Wren pulled the waistband. It swiftly unwound, forming a shining sword. It was one of his mother’s collections of flexible swords. It can be used as a whip and as a sword. The multipurpose sword that he kind of loved. He had been eyeing this treasure for quite a while now, but now that he got the opportunity he swiftly stole this with him. “Ah, I am going to use my special sword on your people. You guys should be very glad. It’s not every day my mother’s thunder flame sword comes out,”

Renny noticed one thing in particular, not one of them wore a sword. A tall elf with long, blond hair approached her first, his hands clasped in front of him. He bowed his head once and then greeted her. "Well met, Warrior's Blade. My name is Jamairlo, twelfth Keeper of the Sword, wielding the blade before Rhychard Bartlett. I knew then that things were changing, but I could not foresee how much transformation there would be." Another elf stepped up to Renny's other side, this one with dark hair tied back in a ponytail. "My name is Mobias, eleventh Keeper of the Sword," he said. "We are eager to assist."

[Loose Cultivator: Jacket] [Occupation: Sword repairman] [Realm: Late stage of Qi refining] 【Health：2460/2550】 [Strength: 32] [Psychic power: 30] [Defense: 28] [Speed: 36] [Equipment: Spiritual Product·Thunder Knife] [Sword Technique: Gangfeng Sword Technique (small)] [Martial Skill: Crazy Sword Slash (Beginner)] [Movement Technique: Penetrating Mist (small)] Upon seeing the opponent's attributes, Sebastian couldn't help but sigh, "So weak!" He marveled at the fact that his early Qi refining stage had already surpassed his opponent, who was only at the later Qi refining stage, in terms of overall strength. [Player: Sebastian] [Occupation: Sword Cultivator] [Realm: Early stage of Qi refining]