Bluespirit Sword Novels & Stories

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

"Duck! said the count at last whirlwinds in a deadly circle as a master swordsman, you should know for the second time that you were killed next to that titan ...!" "And I know in my turn that I would have been spared only with death by the calf's breath, come on, friend, you still crave me for a duel with parries and squabbles, I have my master, a worthy son of a gunsmith came from Marseilles, which honors the goblets, but also with the sword, and the most poisonous he does with death!"

spirit beast are those who can used qi while taking, they are intelligent beings who can cultivate. After freshening himself up Theo walk out of forest to the town, It was in the morning as there was not much people in the gate of town, Theo got into the town very easily or else he would have to wait. As for not asking for entry fee from Theo because, they knew him, because of his odd job i.e. delivery them some food sometimes. Theo went to the same Restaurant where he ate yesterday for breakfast as some people used to say," Growing men must eat three meals a day", after eating his breakfast, he went to the blacksmith shop to get himself a sword for practice.

It caused him to yearn for power even more. He was in a hurry to improve himself. If he had a chance, he would exchange all of the spirit crystals he had for resources to improve himself. As he thought about that, the Soul Sword clashed with the purple lightning. The wide purple lightning looked quite strong, but it was split into two the moment it clashed with the Soul Sword! That purple lightning was not able to hold up against the Soul Sword at all! After the lightning was slashed into two, the Soul Sword did not weaken at all. It pierced right through the lightning, causing countless strands of lightning to branch out as it was split apart.

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.”

It had silver in it. My eyes met the eyes of the Bloody Prince again. Bastard.

It's a lot different when you're in the shit. My blade started to glow blue. I was preparing for a [Raiden's Finger]. I lifted my sword into the air forming a large blue electric blade. I was going to cut down Syllia when a dwarf appeared in front of her. He had a knife in each hand, and around his feet, wind was swirling.

The longsword's cyan light was piercing and soul-stirring. Although it did not move, it already rolled up a fierce frenzy in the void. "There's no hope—" "It's an almost spirit tool! The Blue Feather Sect goes all out!" "He's only an entry-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm disciple, but he has an almost spirit tool. This match will be decided in an instant."