Blue Flame Swordsman Novels & Stories

As soon as the fire mage touched the sword, the blade suddenly gave out a blinding blue light. “Woah! How do I turn this thing off?!” shouted Johan, “I think it’s melting!” “Tone down! Think of the oven! The oven!” Dorin shouted back as he fended off more attackers. The light dissipated, ending with a pale blue light. The blade itself was made of molten blue flame, it danced upon its edge as if it were alive. The people around Johan stopped in their tracks, mesmerised by the flaming sword. “I-It’s a genuine magic sword!” gasped one of them.

That giant sword was so massive that its master, Li Muyun, was as small as an ant before it, and he could be neglected. That was obviously a terrifying battle skill. "Flame of Burning the World—Killing!" Li Muyun shouted like a god of war who controlled an ancient demonic power. His arms drooped, and the purple magic flame sword was chopping toward Ding Hao like splitting the earth and the sky. Visible air waves separated abruptly on both sides of the huge blade. It seemed that the sky blade plowed up the space barrier.

I growled as I ask him. " But..., your highness,"he said. " No..., buts Micheal. You deserve to better die from my hands right now," I raised my hands as a magical sword flaming with the blue flames got gripped with my palms, strong and undoubtful. The rage on my eyes got doubled as the seconds pass by and my temper got hot with every breaths he took. Without a second thought, I smote my sword down to him and...

One of the elders groaned as he defended against Caleb's assault, shouting, "Friend, we understand that you have beef against Tarkin, but you don't have to kill us too!" However, Caleb completely ignored that, his greatsword erupting with black flames! "Apocalyptic Dragonflame, First Style—Dragonbreath!" Boom! The projection of a violent black dragon appeared behind him, its very presence terrifying! "What even is that technique?!" the elder before him cried out in shock. "That spirit beast… Is that a warrior's spirit or a combat totem?!" "World Burial Sword, Second Style—Throttle!" Shunk! At the very next second, one of the flying swords pierced the elder's throat, and he died in pain and h

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.

Ruby's sword was sent flying off somewhere. The baboon used its claws to attack her again. It was even faster and stronger than before. The ground where Ruby previously stood was crushed like a biscuit. Ruby jumped on the tree. She didn't get the chance to take a breath before the baboon used its claws to tear down several trees at once, as if it was made of paper. "Fireblaze!" Ruby called out to her sword midair. The sword immediately response by flying right into her hand. Her landing was a little unstable. She stumbled and rolled onto her back. Ruby instantly scrambled back up and somersaulted backwards when the demon nearly flattened her under its palm like a pancake.

He was a feared Lord, even in the underworld. He couldn't accept defeat from mere mortals. As most of Flames men were dead, he walked to the centre and Jordan pulled his sword, which was swirling with a black and yellow glow. His rune was activated. The real show was starting. Flame attacked, his sword clashing with Jordan's glowing one. The exchange was fierce. Selly held her breath, watching Jordan bent backward when Flame’s sword missed his neck by a few centimeters.

Ambrose chuckled from beside her, "Summon your flames, milady - maybe your sword will answer you then." He hinted, with a rueful grin. Sephora huffed a laugh, but did as instructed. Her mind summoned her flames, merely an extension of her body, and imagined them forging the sword to her hand. Just as her flames reached her palm holding the sword, the sword ignited. Glowing gold, it was a torch in her hand, as the flames seemed to come from within the sword as though... as though it was bonded to her Soulborn power.

But the next instant, the carriage driver attacked Blake. “Full Bloom Sword.” The carriage Driver said, and a sword skill developed before Blake. It was a sneak attack, but with Blake’s Divine Qi manifesting into armor and a sword solidified in his hand, he countered the slash, stopping it from cutting Blake in the chest. “Look, I know we got off on the wrong foot, but you don’t have to do this,” Blake said and stepped back; he didn’t want to hurt him, seeing he was part of the Chai family and it would probably make Xuanlu upset in losing a fellow member.

Hi readers This is my book blue blood and be sure to know what I write and what you'll all be reading is all in my imagination,it's all a fictionalized. All scenes,sword fighting skills,Powers and all are all work of my imagination if this reminds you of a scene before or a true life story it's all a coincidence. Thanks... ____________________________ In a small hut a woman groan in pain, rubbing her big tummy, she stretch her legs apart, moaning, tears and sweat mixed together on her face, her hairs pull apart but still her beautiful moonlight face shone.