Blue Flame Swordsman Novels & Stories

Even if it was injured, a skinny Lion is still bigger than a house cat. "Only one way to know for sure," Saxon unsheathed Red Fang. Snapping his finger, he created a spark then compressed the billowing sea of flames created by his talent onto the blade of his Katana. He swung his sword diagonally and a crescent moon shaped flame left the tip of the blade and headed towards the wind spirit. The wind spirit waved its hand to create a similar crescent moon shaped wind blade that went out to meet the flame blade heading towards it.

The next stage is the Blue aura, which has a range of 41-100 inner circles. At the very least, almost half of the most talented swordsmen around the world had a blue inner aura, which meant that they reached between 41 and 100 inner circles. Three of the 12 Shamo warriors who had crossed paths with the Guichuan ship also had a blue aura. The female swordsman Rao Guohoa was also in a blue aura, but with a fairly dense color. Meanwhile, the swordsman in the white cloth that Zhou Fu met when he was about to go to the Luzon Sea had a gray aura.

He knew he only had one chance to block all the attacks, what he needed was speed not strength. "Mystical Blade." He began calmly as he puts his sword before him. "Third Form! Flame body!" A red flame ignited on his sword and envelopes his body. His entire body is covered in flames. He swings his sword at thousand blades of doom blocking every single one, or so he thought. A second he was blocking every blade with his sword, the next he feels a blade dig into his shoulder, then another. Multiple blades start to hit him on his body and sending him flying back in the air.

Seeing Elder Hanuman’s preparations, he too grabbed his blade and span it continuously before him. “Sovereign Sword Arts: Super Shield” *Boom* A small fiery storm broke out and swept over the land. From the flames emerged a furious fire dragon that roared out in frustration and anger. Mane roared within the midst of the beast. With each roar a flame breath was released and things were turned to ash.

Alien blades flashed before my eyes with a cold gleam, merged into incredibly fast strokes of descending death, and almost instantly reached their goal. Yarsi managed to exhale as he took the blows. The swords of the opponents were like crystal, translucent, glowing from within with a dull blue light. They seemed fragile, but none of them broke, but Yarsi's sword was cut in three places at the same time and crumbled to the ground with a slight clang.

I want to see the hierarchy system in this academy. Cent received a smirk from the arrogant angel. Her conclusion to what heavenly breed he was came from his almost corporal form – his soft-looking silver hair and his bluest eyes that reminded her of the ocean’s waves. From his hand – a swirl of aqua-colored flame emitted. It started as a spark that eventually turned into a sword made of blue flame. Unknowingly, Cent took a step back – her instincts sending her thousand of signals to flee away from him.

Where the blade should have been, a pristine network of blue and yellow flame arose out of nowhere. Nevertheless, what happened next carved out fear on the edge of their souls. He stretched her elbows to their pinnacle. The flame intensified with each passing second as she clenched her flaming sword in her hand. The air around the sword wobbled violently as the flame grew hotter. When the temperature reached its peak, it even started bending the light around it. The flame grew steadily larger and more powerful until it began to resemble a genuine blade with a hilt attached, giving birth to a real sword of flame of purest order.

It's a lot different when you're in the shit. My blade started to glow blue. I was preparing for a [Raiden's Finger]. I lifted my sword into the air forming a large blue electric blade. I was going to cut down Syllia when a dwarf appeared in front of her. He had a knife in each hand, and around his feet, wind was swirling.

“You’re…you’re her.” “I am The Mother!” As I exclaimed my title, I used my human hand to yank his head back by pulling on his hair. My mouth opened, expelling a purplish-blue flame into Draven’s now gaping mouth. The dragon that was inside him emerged. It looked at me before he bowed. When that dragon looked into my eyes, I felt a connection. I had met it before, but where? When?

They appeared harmless, but the sheer density of water-elemental energy emanating from them was enough to instill dread. The red swords, infused with the Burning Sky Technique, glowed intensely. The edges of the flames had turned blue, indicating that the heat had reached terrifying levels. The yellow swords crackled with lightning, emitting arcs of electricity that danced along their surfaces, hissing with raw power. With a single wave of his right hand, Chase unleashed an attack. The 12 flying swords remained in place, but from them, countless waves of sword energy erupted and streaked toward the Two-Headed Giant Python like a storm of falling rain.