Blue Sword Anime Novels & Stories

The next stage is the Blue aura, which has a range of 41-100 inner circles. At the very least, almost half of the most talented swordsmen around the world had a blue inner aura, which meant that they reached between 41 and 100 inner circles. Three of the 12 Shamo warriors who had crossed paths with the Guichuan ship also had a blue aura. The female swordsman Rao Guohoa was also in a blue aura, but with a fairly dense color. Meanwhile, the swordsman in the white cloth that Zhou Fu met when he was about to go to the Luzon Sea had a gray aura.

They had already killed several dozens or so before the last one appeared. This soldier of light was much different from the rest, wielding a bastard sword the warrior even had a hug shield to go with it. Its light was colored blue and its eyes shimmered green. Without even a second thought Alexander was pouncing at the being, going head to head with the warriors with his bare hands as its weapon was only able to scratch his skin. Though it seemed like he had the upper hand, the being’s blade was starting to cut deeper the longer the fight took place.

Blood streamed out of the wound and ran down the blade, painting it a bright red. “You are possibly the first swordsman in all of Japan to actually intercept Spring Thunder.” Kenzo squinted his eyes and looked at Ash as his voice turned malicious, “It is your honor to die by my blade.” Immediately, he charged toward Ash at a blinding speed, like a flash of light.

Nathan shudder in fear, hearing his words. “Unfortunately, Aoi Akuma-sama want to keep you.” he squeezed Nathan face firmly. “Now, I wonder what is your connection to his beloved Crimson Blade and that girl.” Nathan stared fixedly at him in perplexed, ever since they picked them up and dragged, he always heard them say, ‘Crimson Blade’. ‘Who is Crimson Blade? And what is it?’

“After Aldiyar released his spirits, he tried to run away from Zelda while fighting off the poison in his blood. Like you, Zelda has the curse of touch. Something she passed on to you.“ I waited for Guinvere to continue, but she remained silent before raising her hand and opening her palm. Purple mist covered it before I saw my body usurping it. My body jolted, and when I opened my eyes, I was transported to a dark forest. I could hear twigs and branches snapping from somewhere, letting me know someone was approaching, but my eyes were stuck on the tall boy crouching and hiding behind the bushes. Blade. The young Blade. He was in a dangerous situation, but I couldn’t sense fear in his aura.

He turned to Johan who was busy with a dish full of roasted meat and took one of his hands. “Wha-“ Prince Xander placed the Johan’s hand on the sword hilt which immediately turned the blade to a light shade of blue. “Hey, I’m eating here!” Johan pulled back his hand and continued eating. “Hmm... Interesting,” said Matt as he rubbed his chin. “It seems that Johan’s flame burns hotter than your own. No wonder he’s an Ignacius!” “I wonder if my father can produce a blue blade as well?” Xander mumbled.

It had twice the length of Blackwinter, having a white blade and a blue handle. “I shall give you a taste of my power,” the king said, extending his sword to the right. “Besides, it is your blood that I only want … to open this portal.” Then he muttered some words, causing his sword to glow brighter, as if it was absorbing light. Arth bent his knee and took a deep breath, standing hard on the blue crystallized floor. [ BLUE DRAGON STYLE ] [ FIRST FORM ] Arth angled Blackwinter; the next he charged. “Draconic Rush.”

“Even with your belly ripped open, you still cling to life.” Bending down, Huang Fu brought his face within a mere inch of Xiu Jian’s bowed head, close enough to hear the ragged, desperate gasps of his foe. Huang Fu’s eyes gleamed as he watched Xiu Jian grimace in unbearable pain. Scarlet trickled from Xiu Jian’s temple, sliding down toward his eye. With a swift motion, Huang Fu reached for the sacred blade at Xiu Jian’s left hip—the legendary sword sheathed in a scabbard adorned with golden dragon carvings.

Waist-high and glowing faintly, she looked like something out of a myth. The forest’s darkness bent around her, like even it didn’t want to mess with her. “Beautifully dangerous,” I murmured, smiling despite the exhaustion gnawing at my bones. “Just like me, huh?” Blue made that weird chirp-growl sound, almost smug. Suddenly, a dense mist rolled out across the clearing ahead. My hand went straight to my dagger. “Oh, come on. Not another one.” But before I could take a step forward, Blue’s body flared with a soft blue aura, her power rippling outward in a pulse that cut through the fog, the mist hissed, twisting and then dissolving completely, leaving behind a stretch of empty ground.