Kuwabara Spirit Sword Novels & Stories

Soheila whispered and ran towards the crab as her hand with a sword was raised and it was aiming at the crab's mouth. "Ahhhhh!" Soheila shouted as she throws the sword with a yellow glow from Soheila's spirit energy. The sword went straight to the crab's mouth as it was full of Soheila's spirit energy. The sword was pierced through the crab's mouth that even exceed the crab's mouth. The crab fell down due to the arrows that were targeting its legs and due to the sword that pierced its mouth. Soheila fell down after throwing the sword. She turned her head towards the trees where her friends are hiding. "Attack!"

" Startled, the Rank 7 Spirit Form and Kai turned to look at the source of the voice. A charming young man could be seen approaching them while striding in the air! The young man was wielding a saber that was gleaming with cold light. Additionally, a five-clawed blood dragon was embedded in the saber’s blade. What else could it be if not the Dragon Slaying Saber? Who else could that man be if not Lucas? Both the Rank 7 Spirit Form and Kai were astounded. With the realms that they were currently in, they had actually failed to notice Lucas’ presence. How could they not be astounded when Lucas had suddenly appeared before their eyes?

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

His appearance was shambles, and his face gave off an unpleasant vibe, indicating that he had experienced a great deal of rage. Wun Lan Guqin vanishes in front of his eyes as he takes a couple of deep breaths. When he felt he was already doing well, he breathed in and out to make himself feel more at ease. He then corrected his posture and returned to his normal state. He turned back, flickering his hanfu sleeve, then emerged from his chamber and summoned his spiritual sword. A sword that can transform into a serpent-like dragon. It has the ability to kill three million opponents in one swing, split the ground in half, and eat its opponents through illusion, leaving only their footprints on

One of the elders groaned as he defended against Caleb's assault, shouting, "Friend, we understand that you have beef against Tarkin, but you don't have to kill us too!" However, Caleb completely ignored that, his greatsword erupting with black flames! "Apocalyptic Dragonflame, First Style—Dragonbreath!" Boom! The projection of a violent black dragon appeared behind him, its very presence terrifying! "What even is that technique?!" the elder before him cried out in shock. "That spirit beast… Is that a warrior's spirit or a combat totem?!" "World Burial Sword, Second Style—Throttle!" Shunk! At the very next second, one of the flying swords pierced the elder's throat, and he died in pain and h