Bluespirit Sword Novels & Stories

In the hands of that young man, still holding a group of golden light, suddenly it was this Ghost Sword above the original Qi Spirit. That is a Ghost Sword, above it mocks the powerful force, but in the hands of this young man, it can't get out of that big hand at all. "You, this Qi Spirit can't help but be too weak, I will kill it, from now on I will make this Ghost Sword Air Spirit." Daniel Helen's voice rang out. After all, Daniel Helen did not wait for Tadhg Walter to speak, he opened his mouth and directly swallowed the golden light in his hand.

Instantly their sword shined with two different colors. As they waved their sword at him, a few streaks of spirit energy flew out their swords. It was manipulation of the spirit qi that only a Spirit Master Stage Warrior was capable of. Their spirit energy condensed into the wind blades and light blades that flew toward Shi Tian with fast speed. Shi Tian looked at the incoming blades and swing his spear multiple times using basic spear art. In just a few seconds, he swings his spear dozens of times. All the wind blades and light blades were destroyed by Shi Tian's spear easily before they could reach him.

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.

"Elementa ventida mihi potential tuam, Ostende mi hi creaturam absconditam inter carelum nubilum. Confer mihi protestatem tuam etsume in locum in quo slint" (Elements of the wind give me your power to show to me the hidden creature between the cloudy sky. Bring me your power and take me to the place where they are) The blue light scattered to the surface. I see the image of a fellow who has fangs with a pale complexion. The demons of the night, the vampires.

- The flame above his neck started to spinning until forming a little spiral, reaching a stalemate. -Mind blade!- A blue slash similar to the wolf's formed from the spiral and shot towards the head. It screamed and tried to do the same, but David evaded it with ease. After a couple of seconds, a blue fire emerged from it, and David absorbed it. [Ghost consumed.] [+25 XP] [spiritual force]: 20 (+2) -Huff...that was unexpectedly hard- he was going to wipe the sweat off his forehead, but he had neither of those, so it was just an awkward move that he hoped no one saw.

” Darius explained as everyone stared at me in shock and dread or to be specific, my hands on the throne arm. Seeing that I saw Darius get burnt, I knew they weren’t bluffing in the least. But how come I was touching it easily and painlessly? Was it because I was the Blueblood? I highly doubted that. I stared at the throne and circled it to come to the front before sitting. The throne seemed the welcome me and loosened up for me to relax. They gasped again and moved backward, murmuring. “What is this omen?” “Am I seeing correctly??”