Immortal Swordsman Novels & Stories

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Cyou chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by the nine demon swordsmen. Chyou Chen travels the world to fight with various expert warriors from all over the country. "Why are you just silent?" Chyou chen asked, while wiping the sweat that filled his forehead. "Quickly hand over all the martial books you haveAfter that we will let you live."

What should he say to the higher-ups if he let James go scot-free? "You’re dead meat, kid!" Yorich said coldly. A dark light appeared and formed a black sword. Holding the sword in his hand, Yorich's aura burst forth. "An Imperial Weapon?" "That's right, this is an Imperial Weapon. The Lord of the Sword Realms is a Grand Emperor. Besides, the Sword Realm is famous for its terrifying swordsmanship. As such Yorich's swordsmanship must be extraordinary." The moment Yorich revealed his Imperial Weapon, everyone could tell what it was.

Countless illusions began to appear in Zephyr Khan's mind. One held a long sword and fought in all directions. He was clad in imperial robe and exuded an extraordinary aura. One could vaguely tell that he was none other than the Immortal Emperor. Opposite him was a supreme expert and his aura and combat strength were much stronger than his. Faced with his opponent's continuous attacks, the incomparably mysterious unique technique and martial techniques instantly unleashed a boundless divine splendor that was unstoppable.

Aiomi carried me as he dodge Frain’s one blow. He placed me far away to the area. I lost my breath as I watched them tirelessly bout each other. A few minutes passed and Aiomi and I fought him together. Frain was a good swordsman and he gave us a hard time. After all, he was once a student at the academy of swordsmen. As I distract Frain, Aiomi was able to slash his clothes down to his chest. Frain’s chest was filled with blood. It was flowing as he continued his aggressive attacks.

That was around May last year. I quietly followed Grandfather. We approached the hut and no sooner had we gotten to the door that was surrounded by creeping plants than it opened. My mind is full of anticipation and I gulped. A normal immortal appeared before me. I frowned because this was not the magician I was used to. As far as I remember, the sorcerers I've met are all old. But the one in front of me now seems to be only in his thirties. He looks young and...utterly handsome.

I didn’t know how to explain it, so I just said, “He is a murderer.” “Well, he is the Immortal King. What did you expect?” Lena now said and I looked at her confused like she thought it was normal for someone to kill someone else. “I think what Lena is trying to say is, that the immortals are known for their brutality and force. I know you haven’t been raised to know their ways and I think you need to see it from an immortal’s point of view as normal.” Aunt Beverly said but she had no clue what I witnessed before my eyes or the fact of what happened because of his actions.

The academy gates loomed ahead, massive black iron twisted into the shape of thorned vines. It glowed faintly along the metal, humming with magic that made the hairs on my arms stand on end. Two guards stood at the entrance, both armed with blades that looked older than the city itself. One was a vampire, pale as moonlight with eyes like melted gold. The other… I didn’t even know. His skin shimmered faintly, like his shape was never fully fixed in one form. They scanned us, eyes lingering on me, but Davorin murmured something under his breath and they stepped aside.

Ricky slightly flinched when he felt a strong surge of something cold, yet prickly and murderous at the same time coming from the skeleton soldiers which was now inching closer. KRR!! KRR!! As it's armor clad white figure raised it's bone arms, suddenly, it threw the sword that was hanging on it's hands. Things were seriously not a joke anymore when the flying sword were SERIOUSLY and ALMOST killed Adam by heading straight towards his head. However, before it could split his head open, Ricky quickly parried the sword's direction with his hand and it flew through Adam, passing just centimeters away from his ears and stabbed perfectly on the concrete of the sidewalk across the street.

"Yes, but we can talk about that later. It's the least important thing right now." Liv shut her mouth with a snap and stared at him for several long beats before speaking again. "Okay, then." Her eyes raised to the ceiling looking like she was weighing what she wanted to say next. "So, you're immortal?" "Not exactly. We can be killed but it is difficult. We heal quickly. As you could see, Asta was perfectly fine when she was in here earlier. Our bodies can heal most wounds if we can shift." Brodi sat up straight. "We are exceptional warriors. In today's world, the only thing that could kill us would be a bullet to the brain. That would not allow us to have the capacity to shift, so we would

“Brat, hand over the Fiend Lord’s heart! “Don’t force me to resort to violence!” Grand Emperor Rowan met Alex’s eyes. “Finish her!” Alex immediately unleashed a series of supportive attacks that weakened the enemy. The next moment, he grabbed the Immortal Butcher. Grand Emperor Rowan was overjoyed upon seeing the Immortal Butcher. “This is the Immortal Butcher I had back then!” “Great!” “Skyward Sword!” Grand Emperor Rowan leaped and turned directly into a ray of light before merging with the Immortal Butcher.