Black Ninjato Sword Novels & Stories

“500 Nars and it will be yours.” Damn that’s quite expensive! Mabuti na lang wala akong rason upang bilhin ito. I’m not fan pf swords dahil kahit mukha silang magaan but actually they are heavy, and me without proper muscles nor training. It might be the one to kill me rather than my enemy. I just shook my head and listened to the lady’s introduction of the second weapon.

He then walked over to the trees closer to the body. In between two large trees was a steel wire, as thin as a strand of hair. There were still droplets of blood hanging on it, dazzling in crimson red under the sun. It was the steel wire that the ninja planned to use to decapitate Kaze’s head. Now that his own head was cut off by his own steel wire, it had come full circle. “I forgot you were short. I thought of cutting your chest.” Kaze shrugged. He shook his hand and revealed the Nether Viper Sword in his hand. He swung it at the wire, cutting it in half easily.

It was like a shiny diamond necklace. A moment later Sage added, "However, probably the most impressive and specialized of all Asian swords are the Japanese swords, most notably this Katana, which is a single-edged, slightly curved sword with a blade around 2.5'. I prefer this, actually." Yeah, I don't even fucking care. She groaned.

Edgardo muttered. "Why?" Dean demanded. "This will be the best time to attack him from behind while he fights off the Ninjas. They will keep him busy, this is our best shot." he added glaring at Edgardo, then shifting his gaze to Storm and saw the way he was killing them. The sword was on fire and with it whoever he strikes with it went on flame and they became dry and became skeleton immediately. They were fast but he was faster.

In other words "JOKER'. I threw my eyes at them, but it seemed to multiply their joy. I ignored them and occupied the empty place beside Orion. He overlooked me as well which I don't care about at all. He was cleaning his sword. This sword was hand forged from carbon steel. The pommel and crossguard are also solid carbon steel with highly polished copper, diamond-shaped inlays. The handle was wood wrapped in leather with a carved eagle in it. When I reached out and tried to touch the sword, Orion gently slapped my hand and prevent me from reaching near it.

Forms blurred dance—draw, cut, sheath—bodies colliding controlled violence, each brush electric foreplay. Shoji rattled suddenly, splintering shadow-intrusion. Five figures burst ink-black—board rebels, faces twisted vendetta, tanto knives glinting malice under dojo lanterns. Leader snarled Japanese filth, blade arcing Kenji's throat. Time fractured slow-mo: his bokken snapped block, but flanking wolves lunged my blindside.

Halkow showed her a sword forged by djinns in the last 7th century in Japan. “According to lore, it never missed its target.” Coralis took it to look at it. It was very lightweight and easy to handle. She glanced at Frank, who was looking at it in admiration. “I’ll take it,” said Coralis, thinking it would make a great additional home defence when Frank was alone.

He finished off the Ninja with his pistol and marched forward. A Ninja dashed to Jax, swinging his blade in an arc, but Jax dove with practiced ease. He wasn't so lucky with the next swing as the sword slashed through his M sixteen rifle, splitting it into two. Jax's jaw dropped in horror, but he reined himself in again and swung what he had readily available—his brawls. He punched the Ninja in the nose, and he staggered back, holding onto his bleeding nose. Jax followed him up with a hard punch to the stomach, causing him to double over and then landing a devastating kick to the head.

They swing their swords together in rhythms and was surprised when David didn't even flinched. One ran towards him lifting up his sword in process, before his sword would strike David, a hand sized the sword from hitting his target. The guy tried to remove his sword from the intruder but couldn't. Paul Immediately remove a small knife from his back pocket which he used in tearing the Ninja's throat open, he also thrust the knife into his heart repeatedly before dropping the lifeless body on the ground, kicking the dead body away from them towards the remaining one who looked surprise seeing him.

Her eyes were full of hatred. She couldn't accept that she had lost her purity like that, and couldn't accept that the man who took it was Qin Haodong. Finally, after a long day, she recovered her cultivation. Her Genuine Qi quickly established a connection with her spirit. Her momentum suddenly increased, and the feeling of strength came back. From then on, she was a master of supreme power. All she wanted to do was to kill Qin Haodong for revenge. When she went out of the door, she had a Nihon sword which was less than one meter long. That was one of the most famous swords in the Nihon country, named Doujigiri Yasutsuna.