Demon King Sword Novels & Stories

His black eyes also turned purple, and the demon king stared at Long Chen in shock. "The Sword of Life and Death, the Black Turtle Armor, the Rainbow Butterfly Wings, and the Crown of the Night." The demon king spoke sharply, staring at Long Chen. "Do you know all of this?" Long Chen asked. "How could I not know? Those are the things that caused me suffering, and they are also the ones that led to my tribe's defeat!" The demon king finished speaking and immediately attacked Long Chen with a blood spear formed from black blood, without waiting for him to prepare.

The Demon Aura of the Demon King Realm was so majestic and powerful that the other six or seven young disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were even unable to pull out their swords when they wanted to fight back. Just as the two little guys were about to fall into the Demon Clan's hands- Swoosh! A flash of bright sword light flickered. Boom! Being pierced through by the sword light, the Demon King burst out of thin air before he could dodge. And even before the blood and bone marrow burst out, he was instantly shattered into powder by the Sword Qi and disappeared in the void like a wisp of smoke. Such a Demon King died in an instant. Such a sudden change stunned everyone present and t

The woman now knelt before the steps and someone… No, not just someone King Flutheria, the king who had been killed months ago stood behind her. He was holding a sword. A sword very similar to the one King Xanthanius had me retrieve from the blacksmith. The sword that had been in my room. King Flutheria fisted his hands in the woman’s hair and tilted her head back. Well enough to expose her throat. “What did she do?” I finally asked because no one seemed to be talking about it. “Nothing” Nothing? The sound of someone yelling brought my attention back to the crowd. It was the woman.

Suddenly, Teresa opened her eyes exposing its scarlet color. "Her eyes, she is now using her demon power! " Rioka was stunned at this event. Teresa swings her sword. And the combined attack of her opponent were all torned to pieces. While Leomord's lance is cut into half all the way to her shoulder. The two stepped back as soon as they witnessed the true power of Teresa with her demon power activated.

A cold sweat trickled from his neck, a porting of his pants now gone after being swallowed by the swirling and hissing darkness of the shadows. “Y-You!” Demon King Lucifer the Prideful erased all the nonchalance on his face as he faced the grand duke who was now flying on his level. His anger fixated to the unarmed lord of darkness that he forgot the mother of child whose death he celebrated. The blade forged from the Holy Flames came from his blind spot and was spotted too late. The next thing the demon king Lucifer the Prideful knew, his back had already hit the bottom part of the arena as his back slashed open from the ax’s impact. “Aargh!”

"But it's true. I can't accuse him of something that I'm not sure about." "Oh really? But you brought home your brother. Yes, the one who rebelled against you. The one who threatened to take away your life. You brought him home, Alex but you want me to believe my Father cannot repent because he is now being possessed by a demon King?" "It is unbelievable but it's the truth." Alex said but Selena rose to the stack of clothes, searched through the wardrobe and grabbed a sword with golden head. Before Alex could stop her, she had stepped outside with the sword in her hand. Alex ran after her.

Those runes were clearly the rune Prohibitions that had imprisoned him earlier. However, at this moment, he forcibly tore it apart and condensed a sharp sword phantom. It collided with Di Tian's Dragon Spirit Sword. "Hehehe, Di Tian, I'll kill you today!" Above the void, even though there were many runes’ Prohibitions surrounding it and they were being suppressed, the evil and turbid demon king did not seem to be affected at all. The evil power emanating from his whole body was getting stronger and stronger.

He walked towards me, grabs me by the arm and hugged me tightly. “Destiny, please come back” I heard him crying. “Hikaru…” I returned his hug and rest my head on his shoulder. As he wipes his tears from his face, he apologizes. He sat down again, his head was looking at the ground. “You’ve inherited Destiny’s sword, might as well have her throne.” “NO” I shortly replied, he looked at me. “And never ever!” an angry voice was heard. Hikaru stood up in surprise, I was still holding the sword. On the staircase stands, Aiomi.

Both he, the Dragon-wolf kingdom soldiers, and the High Glaives felt the murderous rage as a sign of hope and fear of the Demon of Faith's re-awakening. Kent's eyes turned red as he stared at the wounded swordsman with a sadistic grin written on his face he said. "I said long ago swordtaker... You will not get far with all that borrowed power... Try as you may you will never hope to beat me... Now or ever..." Before he could strike the swordsman down.

"He's a heartless monster, darling. He's not what you think he is. He's only marrying you because his mother said so" Tears fill my eyes, the ache in my chest gradually increasing by the minute. "What is he?" I ask and he smirks. "Are you sure you want to know that?" He asks. "I want to know" "Your future husband is a demon. He became one as soon as he was cursed. He is popularly known as the shadow king. His winter magic has been replaced by shadow magic which can only be possessed by a demon. He would never be free from his curse, darling. Not even you can save him"