Phighting Sword X Rocket Novels & Stories

I yelled, and before he could object, I was flying out of the circle and approaching the possessed body of Cameron and that bastard, Xavier. "I told you, Ralph. You do not get to tell me what to fucking do!" His hands gripped tightly around the handle of his sword, ready to strike as those hideous things drew near, and when they charged at him, he moved, dived gracefully, and swung his weapon in a wide arc, cutting through them with effortless ease while the brilliant white light from his sword illuminated the cemetery in a shimmering halo. It was beautiful. The way he dodged their strikes and sidestepped eloquently was beautiful. He was beautiful, and if I could, I would stare without wanti

Further, they both hear the sound of the space as the sound of a shell. “This is the only place we can go all out,” X stated. Moreover, after he takes his hand off Don’s shoulder, he puts all his weight on his back to advance backward to distance himself from Don. “You’re dead.” X declared with his eyebrows down and outstretched his right hand on the space. Therefore, a huge sword appeared in his right hand, so he gripped it hard. The sword was tall as him, and its color was like the nebula here, green and red. In addition, it is glowing.

"Boss said that we have to make sure Miss Xanthos is safe. Let's fight!" Ray slammed his foot on the brake. In a backhand motion, he reached for his sword and stared hard at the six men in black coming out of the van. Gritting his teeth, he decided to go all out.

There was no way we could win this though, even weakening him, we could only do so much before we would be overpowered. Raphael threw an iron sword just as I threw an iron rod at Sage. He dodged my rod, and that put him directly in the path of Raphael's sword. It sliced through his wing like butter, causing Sage to screech like a wounded animal and fall from the sky to the ground below in a fury of flames.

But solid, moving, fighting warriors. And they were coming for us. It was a challenge. Or a warning. “Get ready!” Xander barked, his hand going for his sword. My breath hitched as my fingers wrapped around the hilt of my sword. It was unexpected but what we came for at the same time. I lifted my blade just as the warrior lunged and the training began. The warrior struck like lightning, I barely had time to react. One second, it was nothing more than a translucent projection of shimmering gold— it's body barely solid and the next, its sword slashed through the air aiming for my throat.

He roared as the Sword Intent broke through his God Realm protective Demon Aura. "Hiss!" The True Phoenix let out a long cry. Xie Jieyu's attack came again. With the support of the True Phoenix's power, the giant sword was unstoppable and as fast as lightning.

The Phoenix Guard didn’t waver. “Hold the center!” Veyna roared. “Keep spellbreakers to the left ridge—circle the cursecasters!” The first clash hit like thunder. Xavier’s sword slammed through the first Umbra who reached him, flame slicing through corrupted flesh like parchment. Beside him, his wolf Havok lunged into battle, biting down on a screecher’s throat and snapping it clean. Sparks flew. Blood hissed as it hit enchanted blades. The swamp beneath them became a churning pit of flame, sludge, and screams.

Dexter was yelling orders to his betas present and they began to encircle the Ripper. Harrison came from behind Dexter and handed a glistening bottle to Dexter. He rose the bottle up in the air and began talking in a harsh tone to the Ripper. Much to my surprise, Dexter smashed the bottle on the ground and the Ripper’s deep furious growl echoed in the dark. In sheer annoyance, he tried to grab Dexter but was prevented by the six betas who immediately blocked him from Dexter. I watched as the Ripper beat the living daylights out of the betas, flinging them in the air like they were lighter than feathers.

From his chest he forms an energy ball and hurls it to my direction I form a shadow energy ball and lets it off, the two big energy balls clash together causing a big explosion and dust to raise up. Jack use the dust as cover and dash at me holding a red spear as he thrusts it at my face Death Scythe emerges from my shadow and with it in hand I deflect his thrust and land a cross kick at him. Using the Death Scythe I stab his solar to the ground. “That’s the Death Scythe…” “Eyes on your enemy, old man” I envelope my fist in shadow as I land a heavy punch on his face but he uses his bat-like wings to shield himself. He falls on his knees staring at me in disbelief with blood dripping from his

She gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, her knuckles whitening as she felt the weight of the blade, its cold steel singing a silent promise of power. "Good," Xander acknowledged, watching her closely. He moved with the grace of a panther, his emerald eyes never leaving hers as he circled her, pushing her further into a defensive stance. "Now strike." With a sudden burst of energy, Lyra lunged forward, her sword slicing through the air with a sharp hiss. Xander deftly parried her attack, his own weapon glinting menacingly as it met hers with a resounding clang. Their dance continued, a deadly ballet of flashing steel and raw determination, each move calculated and executed with precision.