Guts Black Swordsman Arc Novels & Stories

"I don't know either. We found a sword when we were playing, so I showed it to Uncle River. I don't know how the sword flew into Uncle River's hand. Then Uncle River screamed in pain and fainted." Looking at Gemma, Black Boy said. "Where's the sword?" Gemma asked. "It's over there!" said Black Boy, pointing at it, and an ancient sword came into Gemma's sight. "This is an ancient sword. I'm afraid it's stained with some evil Qi." Gemma said.

Aww, my cheek hurts. Was that only a dream? I was holding my cheek as I sat, I looked around and there was no sword. Maybe I fainted, I noticed that I was not pregnant, too. "Hey, are you okay now?" I heard a deep mild male voice. I turn around, he has a jet black hair, messy quiff, and a bluish eye color. He also has a white complexion. He looks like... I jolted, Hajime!?

Why are you here, do you not know that This is the place of Mr Jon our leader, and you Dare show up out of nowhere you will pay for intruding. HFT… Ha-ha I don't care, I'm just going to eat here so don't disturb me. Then taso looks at the guy talking to him with killing intent. Well If you want to fight then I will give you a chance and I will give you mercy to, so For my kindness I well cleanly chop your heads Ha-Ha...! Ok lets start come forth my sword aeroba red katana. And then the sword comes out at taso's hand and then sword glows with red and with different colors in it colors like green violet and orange.

— Don't ask me how, I just know, as if a dull whisper had been breathed into my ears, a whisper, as if I'd been thinking the words myself, but I'm not the one doing it. There is no logical explanation, just like for everything that is happening, I feel connected to the sword in such a full and solid way that it is difficult to translate into words. I understand the sword. It's like she's a part of me, like she always has been. — Okay, now let's get out of here! — Balck says, rolling his eyes and hurrying on. — Come on. Take this thing and let's go. [...]

Lucy The morning sun had barely warmed the clubhouse lot when I stepped outside, still clutching my jacket tighter than necessary. I knew I didn’t belong here. Every instinct screamed it. The motorcycles gleamed under the pale light, lined up like soldiers, their chrome catching the sun, their engines cold and silent for now. The men were starting to stir, boots thumping against gravel, voices carrying across the lot. Blake was already there, leaning against one of the bikes, arms crossed, watching. As usual, his presence made everything else fade from my awareness, and I had to remind myself to breathe.

Hirayaksa felt very upset. He got up and stood back up. With such rapid self-regeneration, he recovered his body torn apart by Arya Santanu's sword slash very quickly. Hirayaksa instantly turned her gray skin into as hard as black metal. At this moment, her entire body was pitch black. The black metal sword she held in her left hand emitted a puff of black smoke right at the tip of the sword. Both of Hirayaksa's eyes also turned dark red. All over her body, puffs of black smoke could be seen billowing thinly from between her skin.

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”

Holding it in his hands, he turned it into a pair of black gloves using his Zen and wore them on his hands. As he raised his hands, a terrifying power of the Marciais Combat Form exuded from the black gloves. It contained countless Sword Lights in golden color. Instantly, it crushed the Genesis Divine Light ahead that was on the verge of dispersing.

Samuel said with a sneer. "Struggle? Do I need to struggle?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ghost Master suddenly stretched out his hands and held the jade sword in Samuel's hand. He suddenly pulled the sword and stabbed it directly toward his throat. "Puff..." With a slight sound, the sword directly pierced through his throat and even came out from behind his neck. But almost at the same time, Ghost Master's black body suddenly turned into countless black gas and gradually dispersed. "What?" Samuel suddenly felt that something was wrong. But just as he was in a daze, the scattered black gas suddenly gathered again and formed a black shadow. Then, it directly punched toward Samuel.

The elder's face began to be seen clearly due to the moonlight that entered through the roof in the Hall, he began to approach the two slowly. His wrinkled face was so cynical looking at the two. "From now on! you will die," the old swordsman began to attack the two very quickly, with one breath Khalid almost slashed his throat. But someone blocked the attack, after exchanging thousands of moves. They had already destroyed everything in the Sect Hall. they switched places, after Khalid and Chyou Chen cornered the two until they broke the walls of the Hall. The old swordsman and the young swordsman who helped him were flung far out of the Sect Hall.