Blue Flame Swordsman Novels & Stories

Quickly after that came a frightening realization. ‘The Harusame family’s most powerful attack—the Full Bloom! ‘It is also Kenzo’s most powerful technique, and the reason why the swordfighter community in Japan recognize him as the best swordfighter in the nation. ‘Crap, this is bad!’ Ash finally realized the danger but it was too late. His body remained rooted to the ground even though his brain tried desperately to evade the incoming blow. The single glint from the blade turned into two, and then four, and then eight… as it proliferated into countless terrifying glimmering blades.

Before Lucas even spoke a word, one of the Mountain Owners exasperatedly got up from his chair. He glared at Lucas before roaring at him, "Lucas, it’s clear you're here at Sword Ancestry just for the Yellow Emperor Sword, right?!" "Don't go running your mouth that wildly, Morgan!" Camden quickly roared at Morgan. Morgan was one of the Mountain Owners amongst the Ten Mountain Owners who is also known as the Fiery Flame Sword Owner. His abilities were at the level of a Rank 1 Chosen Celestial Being.

Aurelian did not respond. “You allowed interference.” Silence. Then the Archangel’s gaze shifted. To Kaelith. “You are the cause.” Kaelith placed a hand lightly over his chest. “Wow. Straight to blame. I like it.” The Archangel raised its hand. The realm responded. From nothing, a weapon formed. A whip. Not physical. Not entirely. It burned with a flame that did not flicker, did not spread, but consumed everything it touched. Its edges dissolved into mist, trailing something that did not belong to any known element.

The giant Soul Sword hummed and trembled as if it had infinite energy. Blue veins popped out of Fane’s forehead. Although the giant Soul Sword was still not his strongest combat power, it was already making him a little tired due to the huge amount of soul power poured into it. The moment the ax came over, Fane urged the Soul Sword to meet it head-on. In an instant, the flame and the soul power raged over each other, like a fire dragon thrashing around in a sea of Soul Sword while the aftershock of the collision swept across the area with a loud whooshing sound.

The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background. Only the blade remained. Steel. Control. Focus. He spun the sword once and brought it down in a clean strike that would have split a skull from crown to jaw. The sound echoed softly across the courtyard. Then— “You train early.” The voice came from behind him. Deep. Smooth. Ancient. Adrian froze instantly. His instincts reacted before his thoughts did. He turned and dropped to one knee. “My king.” King Vaelreth stood near the entrance of the courtyard, his dark cloak stirring slightly in the cold morning wind.

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

The crowd could feel that the heat and cold had collided while looking at the swords on the stage. “Let me introduce to you the Blaze Wild Sword and the Deadly Glaze Sword. Blaze Wild Sword is a must be suggested for the people who had fire attributes and were accustomed to fire. The Deadly Glaze Sword is for the people who had Ice attributes. These swords are made by a Grade 5 Novice Armament Master.” Lark Oz said while showing them the swords that Luna had made.

His body was glowing with a blue light and, in his hands, was the longest sword Abigail had ever seen. *** The wind sang in his ears as he continued to plummet in the air, towards the direction of the dragon. He could feel the surge and the electrifying sensation that continued to overwhelm him. With one swift motion, he landed on the back of the creature and drove his blazing blue sword into a heavy scale. Some blue flames shot out of his sword, breaking the scale of the dragon and burning the flesh underneath.

Touching the tip of his sword, blue flames ignited along every inch of Long Chen's Cerberus sword. "Blue flames, annihilate impurities!" Long Chen swung his sword, the blue flames merging with the Cerberus sword. BOOMMM… All the ghosts vanished after Long Chen’s blue flame slash incinerated them into dust. Mo Huo was affected, coughing up blood, and his third eye suddenly began bleeding as well. Long Chen didn’t hesitate, vanishing from his spot and immediately slashing at Mo Huo with his massive sword. "Mo Huo!" shouted the man trying to stop Long Chen from attacking Mo Huo.

It took in a deep breath for another belch of flame. I extended my hand out. "Sword!" Nothing happened. The dragon's maw opened wide, ready to spit flame. "I am Nami! Sword!" The Aurora Sword flew from the trees. It landed in my hand just as the black flames extended from the dragon's mouth. The Aurora Sword lengthened and split the flame in two. The sword, my armor, and my wings all emanated white and rainbow light as I held fast against the black flame.