Phighting Sword X Rocket Novels & Stories

These twenty famous swordsmen apparently still haven't come forward to fight them. Both Chyou Chen and Khalid both stood still with lots of wounds and blood splattered all over their bodies. khalid suddenly moved quickly and stuck the spell paper onto Chyou Chen's body. "Live and avenge all this revenge on them." Chyou Chen's existence began to disappear with a white flash around his body. "How dare you make him leave." The killing aura of these twenty famous swordsmen cornered Khalid who was now alone. He smirked in satisfaction, "Come over here and fight me bastard." The twenty matchless Swordsmen attacked him together with their full strength.

scoffed Walter with a sarcastic chuckle. “So that’s your answer… Then allow me to show you the power of my Thunder Sword…!” growled Ryder as he sharpened his gaze before drawing his blade! “Thunder Strike!” roared Ryder as he lifted his blade, causing the golden sword to charge up with electricity as it swung toward Walter! With how immense the power was, even the air seemed to momentarily get twisted…! Knowing how dangerous the attack was, Walter immediately yelled, “Lonsdaleite Shield!” Following that, a golden shield suddenly materialized before Walter! Unfortunately, as the sword struck the shield, a sickening crack could be heard…!

Boom! A ray of sword light that was blazing like a wild dragon exploded. A sword strike slammed into Robinson's body, sending him flying. With a bang, Robinson's entire body was smashed into a large building. "What the hell is going on?" Yang Xiao's mind went blank. Why would the Martial Emperor Sword Technique fuse together with the Dragon's Wrath Sword inexplicably? Soon. Robinson, who had been smashed into the building, flew out. Actually, Yang Xiao's attack hadn't done much damage to Robinson.

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

“How did she do that? If she can perform Chi transformation to this extent, could it be that she has already surpassed the realm of Martial Honor?” Aunt Rockefeller’s Fiery Phoenix Bow let out a long, sky-piercing cry. Simultaneously, the Sword of the Universe in Alex’s hand shot a beam of sword light of about ten meters. “Slash it!” Wham! Wham! Earth-shattering explosions sounded at both sides. On the surface of Moonlight Lake, water jets once again soared high into the sky, reaching a height of dozens of meters.

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

Power I can feel the amount of power he has, that's a lot but to bad for you I am stronger He was running towards me really fast. He jumped to attack me but before he got the chance to touch me I created a vortex around me that blew everything around me. The lycans that were there were sent flying far away from the battle but...my vortex barely touched him... WHAT? noo... don't tell me.... my powers refuse to hurt him, WHAT THE HELL!! "my powers may refuse to hurt you but my sword won't think twice before hurting you" *growls*

That time, Miles realized how Lixien went easy on Dallan when she could easily kill Dallan. The man shivered in fear but he screamed and that time, there were crossbows that came forward to them. Lixien frowned and put the man in hands of Miles before opening her fire to diminish all the bows that were coming forward. She unsheathed her real sword and fought with the bows that were endlessly running forward. Lixien frowned and with her sword, she closed her eyes and the sword let out a red with orange overbearing fire and it directly hit the whereabouts of where the bows came from. The knights, who were focused on fighting with the arrows, were still stunned to see the empress.

Raphael replied, "I do not plan to annihilate or conquer a race or anyone except Roosevelt, what I will do instead is forge an alliance between me and each race, just like the pact I want to propose to you, wolf." I demanded, "What pact exactly." He smirked, "Annihilating Roosevelt together, and serving me." Mars snapped, "You expect us to serve you? Who do you think you are?" Raphael gripped his sword, he looked seconds from unsheathing it, his fingers locked the hilt, I could witness frozen tendrils of mist bleeding out. "You nearly forced me to draw frostbite" So Raphael’s sword is called Frostbite Blade. The blade is long, straight, pale blue like glacier ice. It doesn’t shine. It drinks