Blue Sword Anime Novels & Stories

"It's literally a Blue Moon." He released his grip while apologizing as he took a step back, Luna Dani gliding my hair back to where it had been while I stared between the two of them, I could feel that my cheeks were flushed now. Would others react in such a way? Is it a big deal that it's blue?

*Whoosh* Swift Indigo wasted no time. Once she heard the words indicating the start of the match, she sprang right into action. Her slim sword was as elegant as its owner, and the slightly blue color of its blade gave it a sort of surreal effect as it wove through the air like a needle. Its owner and the weaver, Swift Indigo, was like a skilled seamstress, as her sword gently pushed towards Black Hand.

We thought we had killed them all. Rivers of blood soaked the ground and flowed between the trees in the forest south of Scarlet Moon. Torn and broken bodies littered our path as we retreated to the safety of the only pack Sebastian trusted with those most precious to him. We limped through the gates, bloody and battle weary after taking on at least five men a piece. Unbeknownst to us at the time, one man survived, Blue Blade, named for the unique and deadly weapon he wields. He is the one who sends rogues to the border, taunting me, letting me know he is still out there, waiting for me to blink so he can strike.

Scarlet Black Sword was a very powerful magic treasure, containing a trace of spirituality. At this moment, it moved because of his opponent. It was obvious that his opponent's next attack was no trivial matter. Coupled with the heavy expression on Luo Shui's face, Zephyr Khan began to vaguely feel that something was wrong. "Boom!" The space vibrated. A silver light beam suddenly flashed out. When they saw it clearly, they found it was a very delicate silver war hammer. An overbearing and fierce aura enveloped it, as if it contained all kinds of thunderbolts.

> The crashing sound of metal rang out, within the hand of Ancestor Azure Cloud appeared a 4 meter long large curved blue qi blade; this blue color has been infused by Ancestor Azure Cloud to let other people see it. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Every cultivator except the pale face Medicine Dao sect people have been astonished by the sight of the blue qi blade. This is the first time in the history of the lower realm that they have witnessed this kind of technique that uses the musical instrument as a weapon and it’s very effective and looks cool too. Ancestor Azure Cloud releases the Qi blade to the sky, and it vanishes from everyone's sight. “Let the duel... continue!” Declared Ancestor Azu

We were joined soon by Anthonier and Hilra who also appeared surprised at the sight. But while Xialara tried to check for a pulse in her neck and base of her thumb. Something else caught my eye. The ruby colored gem at the hilt of the sword was now a clear diamond. No sign of red. I picked it up by its blade and examined it under the moonlight to check for any cracks or possible leakages. There were none. The red color had just vanished. My blood was gone.

I jumped up and I looked like a child who was given a candy because of ecstasy. I was in the middle of my fun when I realized I was the only one celebrating like a fool here. I hesitate to smile at them. They just stared at me seriously and then went back to examining the celestial weapon they had obtained. Raid analyzes a blue sword with double blades. A lion's head is engraved on its handle. “Raid, that’s the Blade of Pride. It brings victory to its user,” Archmaster revealed to the man.

The familiar weight settled into his grip like an old companion. For a moment he stood perfectly still, letting the quiet settle around him. Then he began. The blade moved through the air in slow, controlled arcs. Steel cut through the morning mist. Again. Again. Again. Each motion was deliberate. Measured. His breathing fell naturally into rhythm with the movement of the sword. Training had always been the only place where Adrian’s mind truly quieted. The past faded. The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background.

She and Ethan take António's recommendation and drive to Sete Cidades (the volcanic crater in the western part of São Miguel containing two lakes — one blue, one green — separated by a narrow bridge; the different colors result from differences in the way each lake reflects the sky due to their positions relative to the caldera walls, though local legend attributes the colors to the tears of a princess — blue — and a shepherd — green — who fell in love and were separated by her royal father). They stand at the viewpoint above the crater and look at the two lakes — blue and green, separated by a narrow bridge, the color difference something the mind keeps trying to explain and eventually give

She waited until the tip of the obsidian blade was inches from her skin, then she reached out and grabbed the metal with her bare hand. The scream that left Phuwin’s throat was unlike anything Sofia had ever heard. The sapphire light from her palm flooded into the Void-Blade, not being eaten by it, but gorging it. She wasn't holding back; she was opening the floodgates. The sickly yellow runes on the sword turned a violent, screaming blue, the obsidian beginning to crack under the pressure of a resonance it wasn't built to contain. "You wanted my blood, Phuwin? Here it is!" Sofia roared.