Blue Sword Anime Novels & Stories

Swooosh! The blade with a blue glow was swung forward without any hesitation. The Zephyr Slash was pulled off once again! It was a simple and straightforward cut but packed with massive damage! “Your swordsmanship has already been perfected, Mr. Akano. If you manage to kill this man, you shall be crowned as the Shindan Way’s Sword Saint!” Sakura Miyamoto calmly said while admiring the battle. Taro Akano’s courage increased exponentially. The blade in his hand was filled with a menacing aura.

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

The blade shone, and it looked extremely sharp. It was Emei Sect's treasure—the Purple Sword! It was a blue level armor, and it was the symbol of Emei Sect's Sect Master. It had been passed down for almost a thousand years! "Take this!" Aurora shouted as she pierced her sword toward Debra! Debra was impatient too; she went ahead for her attack! The Emei Sect disciples were worried; they knew that their sect master was by no means a match for Debra! "Die! Darryl!" At this moment, Jean could not help herself; she drew her long sword and charged at Darryl. She seized the opportunity to kill Darryl when he was still weak, and so he would not be able to defend himself.

Unfortunately, the spears only pierced the blue flame shadow of the young farmer. Arya Santanu appeared in the sky. In her left hand was Anala's sword. The tip of the sword was enveloped by a flash of blue lightning. Arya Santanu's body, which was originally covered by a blue flame armor, turned into a blue lightning armor. "Wh-what is it?" Hirayaksa was shocked. His body, which was still injured from the relentless slashes of the blue flame sword, had to gape at Arya Santanu's new form.

“—and they already seen out spot. In just an instance, they all prepared themselves in combat. Saypher with his blade that have a hint of blue. Migo's arrows creating a luminescent red light. Kheina's Claymore with a vibrant brown… In this place that is as dark as my hair, why is it only me who look so lame?!?!?

The 35 soul swords exuded energy that looked like mist. At this moment, the Divine Void Warriors that came rushing toward him were covered in a red light in mid-air. The next second, the three warriors separated into six warriors. Six identical Divine Void Warriors held onto the same red sword as they aimed for the center of Fane’s head!

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.

I shouted. I stepped out from behind Rowan. The obsidian blade in my hand felt different now. It wasn't just a heavy piece of stone. It was light, almost weightless, and it thrummed with the soft, white light of the girl I had seen in the warehouse. It was the **Blade of the Unsaid**. Every word I had swallowed, every dream I had put aside for the sake of survival, every "I love you" that had been lost in the roar of battle—it was all there, feeding the light. Vane pivoted, his liquid form spinning like a drill. He ignored Rowan and came for me. He was fast—too fast for a human to track. He was a blur of silver and shadow.

Blair spoke "May I have the sword?" His body didn't move an inch. Sarin sighed. I watched as the six swords went back down into one. "I said you have to take it from me." Blair had a smile on her face blood of nomads on her clothes and hair. A small droplet of it on her face.

I’m sure my face my communicate my disgust. The long haired one says to his pal.“The goddess is looking out for us” then he turns to sky. “If you let us have her, well will let you live, I suggest you stay back, this does not concern you” he step foward threateningly. His hands goes to to one of the blade at his sissy, unsheathing it. “Why don’t you come and take her” Sky growls. And I knew if I could see his eyes they’d be glowing silver.