Romans & histoires Fantasy Swordsman

The other two also struck out together. The duo held two lances and danced them chaotically as they stabbed them at Leonardo, making it impossible to see exactly which body part of the person they were stabbing into. All in all, it was strikingly similar to its name—invisible! “Phantom Sword!” The last man with the sword gritted his teeth and put his unique skill to use. Instantaneously, his swords became blurry, as if two or three swords were stabbing at Leonardo at the same time. “Not bad!” Leonardo’s intuition told him that these guys weren’t that simple to deal with!

"I'm begging you! " Cried of people kneeling in front of them, begging to spare their lives. However, the kids in front of them have no intention at all. Especially the one who's holding a 'katana' (Japanese sword), her eyes are gleaming terrifyingly and in one sway of her arm, she mercilessly sends their heads flying in the air. Blood scattered in the air. The black blade of her sword was now stained with fresh blood of her victims, dropping in the ground.

"Zephyr!!!" His sword vibrated and flew back to his hand with a sharp fizzing sound. Every sword master could name their spirit sword once they got it. It wasn't necessary, but it felt inappropriate to not give them a name, since the sword had a spirit in it. Moreover, the sword would respond better when their master called their name. Even if they would still respond if the master only used their energy.

The man said as his fighting spirit rose. “Let's fight far from here.” Ding Bang said as he looked at everyone's scared face. “Why? Are you afraid that these weak maggots got implicated?” The man smirked. He raised his right hand up in the air, a majestic black sword with dragon engraved on it appeared. Mysterious words were written on its blade up to its hilt. Its sharp edge shines in cold luster with faint diamond aura surrounding it. An indication that his sword was a Triple S rank item.

Of course, his clothes wouldn't be complete without his sword, Scorpion. Scorpion and Sagittarius are swords from the ancient times, it already exists since Seruvia's era. Because of the works piling on his table since the day he took over the throne, he didn't had a spare time to visit his favorite place in the palace── the pond on the west wing── so his feet automatically brought him there as he walked in the palace's grounds.

Edgar swung his sword from an unexpected angle, aiming to break through Adrian’s defenses. Adrian sneered and said, "You must have a death wish!" Suddenly, a sword energy appeared in Adrian’s hand, transforming into a radiant arc that shot forward and tore through everything in its path. "What kind of sword technique is this?" Edgar was taken aback, his gaze filled with disbelief as he watched Adrian unleash a technique he couldn’t fully comprehend. He forced himself to calm down and said, "No matter how clever your techniques, I’ll still kill you!" With that, he swung his sword again, and this time, he believed that he'd land a fatal blow. However, Adrian remained standing calmly. He releas

He fought to push down his anger and calmed himself. “How strong is he?” Dustin asked calmly. Clearly, Gary had told him to find Tristan to get him killed. “Very strong!” Lord Barbenheim’s face grew serious. “Twenty years ago, he was already known as the world’s best swordsman and was nicknamed the Sword Saint! “During the Fox family incident, he took a sword manual from them. After twenty years of training, his strength is beyond measure. Some say he may have reached the level of Five Supremes or even surpassed that.”

The massive silver sword that craft with a long dragon wrapped its body along the handler appeared in the air and floated just next to his hand. His own battle began. He unsheathed his sword and the scabbard disappeared. “Let’s play to our hearts’ contains, yeah?” On the other hand, Samuel was elegantly and efficiently cutting down the necks of his enemies in complete contrast to Ryuzaki's expectation. The werebears, werelions, and soldiers running into him didn’t even have a chance to scream before their breaths were cut short. SLICE! When Samuel’s dancing with his sword, another enemy lost their heads at the speed of lightning.

The word seemed to be stuck in my throat and I try to get my voice back to normal. My breath hitches as he moves his hands higher under my shirt. His shaky hands lightly grip my hips, massaging every inch of my body. I don't think I've ever seen him this nervous before. Fairies naturally have healing magic. This is something he's known his whole life... But I'm pretty sure this is the first time he's healed a girl before.

It didn't do anything. Then suddenly, one of the riders pulled air through his teeth. "Oh goddess. Is this... ?" Not far from the woman, something rose from the ground. At first it seemed like a whirl of white and grey dust, then their vision cleared. Opposite the coated woman stood a skeleton. It was nearly as small as she with overly long arms. In its hand was a sword unlike any other. This was a sword that had killed hundreds and would never leave the side of the one that conquered it. The one and only best swordsman of the Falumor Empire.