Bichen Sword Novels & Stories

Sachin looked at Severin with a solemn expression. He then said grimly, "Everyone underestimated you." With a subtle gesture, Sachin raised his hand. A dazzling light emanated from it and turned into a bronze halberd. The weapon stretched nine feet long, boasting a dragon-headed blade with sharp edges on both ends. Its bronze sheen exuded a formidable aura, marking it as a premier spiritual artifact.

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.

At this moment, the yard surrounding the villa had turned into a hellish battlefield! Mr. Chardon held a wooden sword that was less than thirty centimeters long in his hand, but the invisible blade it carried had a length of nearly two meters! This was the temporary magic instrument that the British Lord had entrusted to Mr. Chardon. Although the wooden sword looked short, small, and unremarkable, in reality, it functioned like a lightsaber from Star Wars, with an extraordinary attack range.

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

Unsurprisingly, this was the Klondike portion within the sloppy swordsman taking effect. As if to specifically verify Chase's conclusion, four tentacles extended from the sloppy swordsman's back, each gripping a long sword at its tip. The swords were black and white. The black swords radiated sinister energy that could easily be overlooked while the white swords brimmed with an evil aura, creating an eerie sensation.

"They feel quite light..." I grip the white sword in my right hand and the black sword in my left. They fit well and feel comfortable in my hands. When I swing them, they don't feel heavy at all, despite their large size. The swords are shiny and appear to be quite valuable. They have two blade edges on each side and taper to a point on the sides, rather than being centered like regular swords. They have a good visual appeal, and I'm grateful for them. However, I can't help but wonder why there is no sheath for them, and I have no idea what material they're made of. If it were a fictional metal, it might be something like mithril, adamantium, or orichalcum.

Blood sprayed from his mouth, and he was no longer able to fight. Then, a thumb-thick Divine Light integrated into the back of Bai Dijian. The Divine Light on the back of Bai Dijian was so dense that it turned into a real divine sword. It was more than ten meters long and faintly discernible, as if it could pierce through the sky at any time. In the blink of an eye, the Divine Light as thick as a thumb integrated into his back. The divine sword only lit up a little bit, and then it did not respond at all.

A few seconds later, he hurled his gun back to his subordinates before picking up Excalibur’s sword. The sword looked just like any ordinary sword out there. However, it was extremely heavy and was most probably forged from an unusual material. Cherokee grabbed the sword by its hilt and dragged it toward Shaun, one step at a time. “I shall grant you your wish, Master Shaun. “Which reminds me, I do not usually look up to people but you, Master Shaun, are one of the very few people I respect. Do not blame me, for I am only carrying out my orders.”

She smiled at him, ever so politely as if she did not just blow off someone head. Lars descended to the mansion backyard and put down Wilhelmina. Rachelia followed soon after and her Scion Weapon returned to its umbrella form. As Wilhelmina tidied up her skirt, Lars' eyes were fixated on the sword she wielded. It must have forged from the slitherite they got, most likely Arvin's remains. "Is that the actual plan?" Lars nodded towards the sword. "More like precaution," Rachelia said, "and it performed beautifully. Good job, Wil."

"Sophie, are you even listening?" "Yes! Of course." A hell of a bloody no; his biceps and broad shoulders were more interesting, though. How would it feel if I ran my hands downward? Would he moan? Sage smirked. "I want you to remember that perhaps the most diverse and exotic types of swords are the Asian swords, which include straight, double-edged Chinese longswords (Jian) and single-edged Chinese sabers (Dao), as well as a myriad of other exotic weapons favored by martial artists the world over. See this?" Sage held the sword like it was his other hand, expertly and effortlessly. Impressive, though. He's been explaining it since forever, which bored her to death, yet all Sophie remembered