Blood Swords Novels & Stories

Scarlet Black Sword was a very powerful magic treasure, containing a trace of spirituality. At this moment, it moved because of his opponent. It was obvious that his opponent's next attack was no trivial matter. Coupled with the heavy expression on Luo Shui's face, Zephyr Khan began to vaguely feel that something was wrong. "Boom!" The space vibrated. A silver light beam suddenly flashed out. When they saw it clearly, they found it was a very delicate silver war hammer. An overbearing and fierce aura enveloped it, as if it contained all kinds of thunderbolts.

The Clash of Kings The air split as Erebus lunged, his shadow-forged blade carving a jagged path toward me. I met it with steel, sparks flying as our swords collided. The force of the impact rattled through my bones, driving me back a step, but I planted my boots and shoved forward, refusing to give ground. The battlefield roared around us soldiers clashing, wolves snapping, guardians hurling fire but all of it blurred at the edges. There was only him. Only Erebus. His eyes burned with scarlet fire, and every strike carried the weight of centuries of darkness.

Suddenly, he jumped into the air and yelled, "Boundless heaven and earth, universal Storm of Swords!" The weather immediately changed. The light from the Unsullied Sword grew multiple times brighter and produced countless sword illusions that danced around Xiao Chen. The tightly condensed sword lights bounced off the whiteness of the snow. The crowd below gasped in shock. The Storm of Swords was one of the most abstruse sword arts among the cultivation sects. A perfected spell could alarm even gods and ghosts in the world. It was capable of turning opponents into dust at once.

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

said Papa Bois. “You’re saying I can’t draw the Vermillion Sword and Titan cannot wield the Crimson Axe even when faced by the ligahoo?!” Snapped Hayden. Papa Bois nodded serenely. “But I can use a different sword? Just not this one?” Clarified Hayden, drawing the Vermillion Sword. The metal sang as it hit the air. The sword seemed to almost pulsate in the presence of the Bow. Hayden stared at the sword as it began emitting the same glow as the Amber Bow.

Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss. Each strike landed with a thud-thwack-thoom, sending tremors through the troop's warriors. The troop's hearts raced as the violent zing-ting-zap of clashing daggers filled the field. The savages of warriors, fueled by fury and loyalty, clashed in a frenzy of arms and teeth. The ground grew slick with blood, the earthy smell mingling with the metallic tang of steel. Jack Wolf stood firm, his Moon-whisper spear shining with a soft, ethereal light. He parried Eryndor's strikes with a precision born of desperation, his movements a blur of speed and strength.

COME FORTH HOLY SWORD COVENANT! *A white-blue striped colored swords comes out at Elaine's hands* Haha, haha! So that's why you called the sword saint, then let me show you mine as will, COME FORTH SWORD AT THE THRONE OF THE GOD OF ZERONITY I CALL UPON YOU THE GOD OF ZERONITY TO COME TO ME AND LET ME USE YOU HEAVENLY GOD SWORD EXDILDURAL! *Then a white-golden cloud appeared out of nowhere there the sword exdildural come out at the clouds and going towards taso's direction then taso grabs the sword and taso said*

Her sight is not that good already, thanks do their unpleasant laugh she can detect where they are. The cutthroat in the middle of the three yawns, “It's boring. Sigh, you are not in your best condition Crimson Blade. Was it because you are already wounded? But you have just a mere wound. I even brought my troupe to face a high ranker like you. Not to face a weakling version of you. Or was is it because of your beloved weapon are not here with you? Rumor has said that it was the legendary sword that our Shizun especially gave to you. The Black Spring forged by best of the best blacksmith. Or was it because your skills rusted already? You even allowed yourself to be wounded. Anyway, if you ar

The blade of the sword lit up with a bright stroke of light and managed to hit Strider, sending him gliding across the room. Their shouts echoed throughout the city. Lights flickered on as the residents were awoken by the terrifying howls. At the gates, the soldiers grew ill at ease and commenced an attack towards the army of undead Knights. "Alright everybody hurdle up, it's about time we joined in on the fun," Anato said to the others. IN THE CASTLE

We finally have an elder on our side and she can perhaps combat with the warlock magically. "And I can't think straight with this throbbing head and bleeding body." I bobbed my head and bit a chunk of my hand before filling a wine glass with the droplets of my blood. The blood of vampires can help heal up all kinds of wounds on any supernatural species and fragile humans. Bastiana accepted the glass and drank my blood with a gulp while her face mirrored disgust. Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till her skin was as good as new.