Novel & Cerita My Body Is Made Of Swords

Me, on the other hand, made a red flamed sword— my lowest grade weapon. We are twins, indeed. We both think that these idiots will be easy. Just like the two of us, William and Emery made their own weapon out of their power. William made a sword — just like me. While Emery made a whip made from vines. I thought Xavier would make a fuss too, but he just shook his head and stood in a corner. As if he's just watching a movie. I turned my attention back to our opponent and they immediately rushed. Emery quickly wrapped the vine on my left arm but I was prompt to the end of it was cut off. I was also not surprised when it just grew back and regenerate itself.

His body swelled up like a ball. ... Like a deflated ball, a dazzling sword radiance burst out from his mouth.

Vailan looked at them and glared, saying to Lixien, “Empress, I have heard what happened. Are you hurt somewhere?” Lixien turned her head to him and shook his head firmly. “No, I am fine. It was just that we found out that it was an impersonation of a sword.” “… A sword? What do you mean? How can a sword be transformed into a human- a living existence?” He approached Lixien, and looked at her, confused and irritated.

He had started to show growth, and I felt like all my hard work was paying off. I had never been attracted to the Emperor's Swordsmanship, but now, I could feel how amazing it was with the second part. It completed the first part and passively cleaned out the veins of the body for magic. It was turning us into the perfect vessels for the sword style. Lightning flowed through the body to increase speed, and thunder was expelled from the body for damage.

"Gosh… His body had been cultivated to the legendary Taran Swordform!" Everyone was left thunderstruck when someone said that. "Woah!!!" The Taran Swordform was a physique cultivation method unique to the Taran Sword Sect, which tempered the body to be as hard as a sword! With physique as tough as a sword and the explosiveness to match, that was just how scary their sword cultivators were…