Black Swordsman の小説・ストーリー

Sebastian had never seen a swordsman in his life so it naturally came as a shock to him. Swordsmen were those who practiced the ancient ways of the sword, sacred to the swordsmen who came before them. Sebastian cut through the attack like it was paper. "Way of Air!" Tim steeled himself to the ground and tightened his grip on his sword. "Wind Blade!" He was still puzzled at the limit of his opponent's skills. Sebastian out of boredom ran forward at the blade formed of wind that came at him, "Happy man slash!" He made a move on the sport and cut through Tim's attack again like it was paper. He ran at Tim with a smile on his face.

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.

The swords are bronze, beneath their silver skins. I’m barely two feet from the line, and I give away one of them stepping back from Black’s slash. The howling around us becomes a gasp as his blade is motionless in the moment before he starts the backswing, and I reach out, and grab it with my bare hand.

With a serious look on his face, he quickly took out his black long sword and slashed at the tornado of bladed energy coming at Zephyr Khan. "Extreme Universal Slash!"

With a loud bang, a mountainous force suddenly erupted from the black-robed man's palm, sending Night Canghai flying back alive. Many people were violently shocked, to what extent was the strength of this black-robed man strong! "Go!" Emperor Taixuan and others recovered for a moment, at this time also swarmed up, Gu Feng holding a black wild dragon knife, the state of martial arts saints show all, a knife, a knife, like a landslide, Xiao Ning halberd in his grip, the God of Destruction ten absolute Chopping destroys the heavens and destroys the earth, the Royal Wind qin saint cross the qin in the chest, the road sound wave, transformed into the world's sharpest sword blade, the seven big Bi

He jerks, a pained cry escaping his lips before he stumbles forward off the stairs and falls face first at my feet, right on top of the knife he’d just been holding to my throat. I look up at the stairs. A man dressed in black, his face shielded by a hood, is holding a sword that looks like it’s made of night. The blade is black–the sucking, depthless kind of black I’ve never been able to recreate in my paintings, and the handle is woven with gems of deep blue and purple. The blade is coated with the Magpie’s blood as the man takes another step down into the cellar, then another, then he stops.

"We don't need to go to Lin's house. Let's go to my place so I can change. This is a minor wound. I can handle it myself." Ludriev took her spirit sword she had previously put on the side of the arena, and followed him without anymore words. Spirit sword was forged in a special method for those who reached a certain level in swordsmanship. The sword was unique and believed to be sacred, as it had its own spirit, which, if it didn't feel a strong connection with the wielder, they wouldn't be able to use it. Therefore, usually a sword spirit only had one owner and vice versa.

i cursed under my breath. The next thing I saw was one of the blade flying towards me with a chain attached to its handle.Then time slowed to a snails pace. While the blade was flying towards me at slow motion i took some seconds to acess the blade.The blade was pure black in colour and it had uneven edges with the middle part of the blade having some indiscernible inscriptions sparkling orange color sparks.The chains on the handle of the blade seem to be connected to his wrist like Spiderman's web.And i don't know how he did that.I side stepped the blade only to find the other flying towards where i was.It was at this point that i knew that it wasn't just some child's play.This guy was real

The only allie I could see still standing was my father, surrounded by enemies, fighting " Sebastian move !" " Yes ma'am ! " These bastards dare attack my home and my family. Not a single soul will leave this place alive " I'm going to aid my father, find Nayeli and Carmen " She commanded before taking out both her swords and jumped off the still running horse then went to aid her father into battle The way Celea and the Duke fought together was just terrifying to the enemies, they looked like beasts, almost demons. Their black eyes that had no soul in them, their dark red hair that had the same color as the blood on their white cold faces, the swords that were moving like it was an extensio