Legend Of Swordsman Novels & Stories

He reached out and tapped the map, selecting the "Admiring Immortals State." In the instrument cultivator profession, he chose the most popular sub-profession: sword cultivator! Sword cultivators had the highest single-target damage, making them the most suitable for one-on-one combat and soloing bosses. Sebastian aimed to become the world's number one, which meant he would inevitably face numerous challenges in the future, including open confrontations, covert attacks, assassinations, and more.

“I guess, he wanted me to figure it out myself. All I know is, it chooses who can wield it.” “A harbinger. Providence. Sword of Light. It came by many names.” Calder joined us back with a stack of papers in his hand. “According to the legend, it was forged by the master craftsman in just one night, over thousands of years ago. A stranger came and blessed it to fight against evil. Whoever could wield the sword, a worthy descendant, or a worthy warrior.” “You’re kidding. Me a worthy warrior? I don’t think so. I couldn’t even protect my people from the attack,” Ryden said. Each word was laced with regrets.

"Your leg technique is good, but you need to hone your weapon skills. When the time comes to face a real enemy, you can't always rely on bare hands. "This sword is called Obsidian Dragon. It weighs 18 pounds but is incredibly sharp, and it's able to slice through iron like mud. If you want to master your swordsmanship, you'll need to enhance your inner force. Naturally, I'll teach you all about inner force cultivation." As the heavy sword landed in Alistair's hands, he could hardly believe his luck. He had certainly heard of the Obsidian Dragon sword before. It was forged by the legendary blacksmith, Hellbreaker. Many had tried to purchase it for a hefty sum but had ultimately failed.

The area was wide enough for the two of them to fight. Jan Jay, the leader of the uninvited guest, Lord of the Jingle threw his dark Cloak and revealed in a black tunic man clothed and long tight-fitting tan pants bound together with a rope around his waist. His face was slowly drawing a long sword from his belt. Slowly, the blade made a hissing whisper when it was removed from the sheathing. All the while, Jan Jay was holding sir Mallow in his gaze. Sir Mallow on the other hand was wearing a red sleeveless shirt and loose-fitting black pants. On the other hand, he had sturdy metal gauntlets.

"I challenge you to a duel." Gasps filled the hall as the young nobles and apprentices heard Yaron Clan's leader challenge someone to a duel. Some wore excited expressions and the others were simply shocked. The elders in particular were speechless. "The lord will duel with Lady Zavebe. Did I hear it right?" the youngest elder blurted out as he looked around with wide eyes. "Yes," Lucian answered. A quiet cheer erupted from the nobles. Lucian was a legend. He was a promising martial artist and elemental user in his teens. He ranked first in his generation during friendly competitions. Later, he was promoted to a clan leader at a very young age and he made history.

Then some blows started from here and there, Yao Tie started blocking all the blows from his opponent in the competition Then the opponent said, "Ha ha you seem really strong Yao Tai but why are you only blocking those blows Ha ha don't say you're really weak and also use a legendary sword towards me? Can't you do anything else? It's true that legendary weapons are junk in the hands of trash " Yao Tie replied, "Actually, this weapon is not really legendary, I don't know what you call it, so it seems that the weapon smiths of this time have really deteriorated, this weapon is really powerful But it will never reach the level of legendary weapons even if it is outdated " He replied, "And now y

sneered the swordsman, driving his blade mercilessly into the man’s back, piercing through to his belly. “My husband!” screamed the woman in anguish, clutching her daughter tightly as tears streamed down her face. The little girl’s wailing soon joined her mother’s cries, filling the night with sorrow. “Finish them all! I must return to Leader Huang,” the swordsman declared coldly, yanking his blade free from the lifeless body at his feet. The man wearing a black headband, emblazoned with two downward-curving golden lines, burst forward with lightning speed toward the circle of swordsmen who were besieging a lone warrior of the Sacred Dragon Sect.

He couldn’t make out the words, but the feeling of being thrown away was surreal to the large man. “Prideful Sword: Counter of the Half-Moon” That was what Lam had uttered. Those soft words that Black Saga couldn’t make out formed the name of the technique Lam was using. It was a technique that Mane wasn’t fond of using, but Lam loved to call upon. It was one of the techniques of the Prideful Sword, and one of the three skills of the Prideful Sword that Lam had picked up in the past one month of training with Mane. Dance of the Half-Moon, Guard of the Half-Moon, and Counter of the Half-Moon were the three skills he had picked up so far. And although his level of mastery with the former two w

“This sword technique is divided into five parts, the Moon Harvest Sword, Mountain-Splitting Sword, Sun-Piercing Sword, Sultry Sword, and Emotional Sword. If you practice the technique to perfection, you can even split mountains apart.” After that, the old man told Philip the stories of his experiences when he was young like a lonely old man. Philip had some guesses about his identity, but after so many years, what remained should only be a shred of his soul. “It's getting late. It’s time to send you back.” As the old man was about to close his eyes and disappear, Philip stopped the old man and asked, “I don’t know your name yet.” “I’ve long forgotten my name, but others call me the Bamboo S

Lana smile then look at the sword on my side so I look at it to just to be confused. “That sword, I told you before that THAT sword is a legendary sword owned by the first grand king of Evetora given by the goddess. That sword holds the magic that can destroy magic like that mists.” Lana said as I pull my sword and look at it. “What do you mean... but how?” I said looking at the sword. “Concentrate your magic and then use the sword then aim it to the sky.” Lana said and I look at the sword. I close my eyes and concentrate my magic into the sword and I open my eyes just to smile seeing that the jade sword glows. I am about to raise the sword as my magic is like a water being poured into a gla