Blue Flame Swordsman Novels & Stories

figures as much the one pack I wanted to forget about at the moment is the first one I have to read about. The Blue Moon Pack Not much in known about the blue moon pack. It's history is mostly kept within their own records but what is known is most from the blue moon pack have amazing fighting abilities, it is unknown if it's due to majic or training but all the warriors who have been recoreded have been of great gifts. They do have a history of having element based majic running in the blood of the old alphas. They used to follow many of the old ways and rumors say they still follow some of them. Tattoos are often decortating the skin of higher level members of the pack, though even their s

BOOOOOMMM… "Moon Splitting Sword!" "Fire Ape Fist!" GROAAAARRRRRRR… BOOOOOMMM… Two attacks collided across the vast field, where two young figures—one wielding a sword and the other using his fists—fought fiercely. The attire of the young man wielding the sword looked finer than that of an ordinary sword disciple; his eyes, which revealed a hint of blue, showed his true nature. Meanwhile, the large man with fists was fighting bare-handed against him. In the sky, several figures watched everything from afar; none of them moved as they watched the two figures battle.

Mina said backing away from me now. I had to admit the shit was straight out of a fucking scary movie. The twins looked at each other and frown. “Sister I thought a dragon’s fire would have been hotter, no?” Misty asked Rayne. “I told you sister, there fire is low level heat a demon’s fire burns hotter.” Rayne answered with a Shrug. Well that must have pissed Lennox off. Homeboy got so angry he half shifted, and released blue flames at the sister who rolled their eyes and didn’t even allow that fire to touch them this time. They reached out their hands and consumed the fire until it was a blue glowing ball in the palm of their hands. Misty gave her sister her blue flames and then pulled her

Blood splattered the white tablecloth like abstract art. Rose sat frozen in her seat, trembling violently with tears in her eyes. Her champagne glass slipped from her fingers and shattered on the floor. She could barely breathe as she witnessed him, her husband was the real devil in disguise. He was cutting down man after man like they were insects. None got close to her. Not one. Vladimir was a storm, unshaken, unscarred, except for a fresh gash that bled slowly down his cheek. And still… He didn’t flinch.

Not what she had imagined Alpha Kai's daily view to be. She swung her bag onto the wooden floor by her feet and sat, watching him lean against his heavy desk opposite her. She took a glance at the bookshelf built into the wall behind him. A huge curved sword was hung in the centre of the space, its milk-white handle held a stunning contrast with the deep blue-black of the blade itself. She had never seen anything like it before; it looked razor-sharp and freshly polished. The books that she could see from where she sat were mostly about pack history and war tactics, spaced with little trinkets and photos of Alpha Kai with other pack members. It was odd seeing him looking so carefree and happ

He jumped back and with hostility and asked, "Who exactly are you!?" "......" Silence was my answer and blasted myself forward in a horizontal slash with the blunt end of my sword. Blaze of smoke was produced following my trail as I finished him off with a variation of my Father's . This veiled swordsman strength is just that much to applaud. I'll give him that. He fell on the ground unconsciously, while the three robed individuals who were with him skedaddle out of fear, dragging the swordsman with them.

He smiled at her, but it appeared to be a mocking smile from afar. Asking, 'Is that all you got?' Her grip becomes tighter. [BLADE LAW] On her other hand, a blade appeared. The blade on her right was burning red, but the new blade appeared to be burning with a bluish flame. She should just give it her all in a situation like this where she doesn't know what to do. {Blade Law (Epic Rank)- According to heaven's law, if the first sword misses, the second sword is a sure hit. Until the skill expires, the user gains Sword Aura.}

And the blurry phantom was naturally the prototype of this long sword! "Lingyun Magic Handprint!" Senior Yang shouted and continued to display his unique craftsmanship skills! Rumble! As he attacked, the whole raging flame once again burst out majestic energy, like a volcano erupting. The phantom continued to sway and vaguely began to condense, with a sharp and domineering momentum. With his powerful spirit energy, Zephyr Khan could feel that the prototype of the long sword in the flame was gradually becoming stronger!

” Darius explained as everyone stared at me in shock and dread or to be specific, my hands on the throne arm. Seeing that I saw Darius get burnt, I knew they weren’t bluffing in the least. But how come I was touching it easily and painlessly? Was it because I was the Blueblood? I highly doubted that. I stared at the throne and circled it to come to the front before sitting. The throne seemed the welcome me and loosened up for me to relax. They gasped again and moved backward, murmuring. “What is this omen?” “Am I seeing correctly??”

She knew the pain and loss she felt inside of her were the reasons why she refused to back down. But she staggered once more when the scene changed to the horrifying scene. Abbadon used it as an opportunity to strike Jazmine. Before her sword could hurt Jazmine, the blue flame engulfed the sword, controlling it. Abbadon's eyes widened when she couldn't pull the sword out of the blue flame before Jazmine's eyes flickered with anger. The intensity of the blue flame burnt Abbadon's hand that was holding the sword's hilt. She pulled away, holding her injured hand to her chest while the blue flame held the sword mid-air. Jazmine raised her hand as she tried to reach the blade.