Samurai Champloo Sword Mugen Novels & Stories

Amy maintained a calm tone of voice while speaking firmly to the killer. “I was just curious. You don’t have to get defensive, my lovely, Asian flower.” The gunman’s voice trailed down to a growling whisper. The burly, bearded man stared across the room at Amy with ungodly thoughts seeping into his mind. “You came in here and ignored me. You won’t even tell me how you enjoyed my game. I based the game on your life experiences. I named the video game Gunmetal Mama in honor of your MMA fighting career.” The gunman showed his teeth while sneering at Amy. “I’m so flattered,” Amy spoke to the gunman through a dry tone, unleashing her sarcasm. She returned her hands to the front of her stomach whe

His expression changed drastically the moment he made contact with the Chaotic Swordshadow, and he tried to retreat. In the next moment, a horrifying swordwill burst forth from the Chaotic Swordshadow. This chaotic swordwill, resembling the principles of the universe, surged with a majestic aura. Countless principles bombarded the purple cauldron above his head, creating a series of clashing sounds like a torrential downpour of lightning and thunder. The purple cauldron, which was a superior-quality spiritual treasure, endured the intense onslaught for only a few seconds. Cracks resembling porcelain spiderwebs began to appear on its surface, and finally, it exploded in the sky like a dazzlin

Duo added. His purple Iru gushes out from his body and envelopes him. His right eye is glowing purple strengthening him that he can hold Alfi’s blow well. They put more force on their swords that they cause a great crack as their swords keep clashing. Slashed and slashed, kick and kick, and hit and hit. “Are they always like this?” Jeje asked. “You can say that. It’s just like our daily entertainment.” Herman explained. “Don’t you know? You can get along well through a fight.” Cocong added.

Gaura attacked him and in that fight Ken got a cut on his forehead while he also had a mark on his body which was a prove that he was the one who lost in that war. "Just because you can hold a sword doesn't mean you can be a samurai." Samuel mocked her once again but this was the last mistake he made that day. Gaura charged at him. Samuel moved and the sword passed near his ear and pierced in the wooden table behind. Samuel instantly became sober and looked at the sword in horror. Gaura pulled the sword out of the wood and again attacked him but he ran around bed. Now Gaura was chasing him around the room while destroying the expensive items. Soon both were breathless and only the big bed wa

] "Ready... They all took their swords out. Rag activated his blood soldiers. Pajim's has thunder power. Gicep has a black sword of fire. Gifud has the power of creating illusions. His illusions cause the opponent to go all out with a fake person apparently looking like him, and after they get completely exhausted. Gifud finishes them with a blow.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

Leomord charged towards Hiyojin. His hand released a lance pointing at Hiyojin. He charged his lance to Hiyojin but Hiyojin easily avoid it. Then, Hiyojin jumped mid air swinging his sword. Leomord's body released a shield to block Hiyojin's attack. But, Hiyojin cut it like a thin paper. "Don't get to excited. " Leomord swing his lance hitting Hiyojin's body. But still, Hiyojin grabbed Leomord's lance using it as a stone to jumped even higher. When he finally reached the highest distance in mid air. He let himself rushed down pointing his sword at Leomord on the ground.

They were large, wearing chainmail, and carrying longswords, knives at their sides. Nya could see their movements before they even came at her. She brought her sword around, her knife in the other hand, stabbing through the weak points in the chainmail of the lead soldier as she flew up into the air, her legs kicking out. She caught the man next to him in the gut, knocking him backward as she brought her arms around and hit the next two soldiers.

Fane was amused by how angry Guzman looked. He did not continue wasting time. He formed seal after seal with his hands, and ninety Soul Swords condensed in front of him. The gray Soul Swords were neatly lined in front of Fane, emitting a dim energy. When Guzman saw that, he was surprised. He scoffed, "So you're a soul attribute warrior. Do you think you're worthy of using it?" After saying that, Guzman formed seals as well. A radiant glow shone from the golden chakram, and blood-red runes started to surface around it, slowly covering the glow in red. It was as if he had dipped the chakram into a pool of blood.

Samarth couldn't help but smirk in satisfaction. Kumar charged forward, his sword flashing in the sunlight as he struck at Samarth with a powerful blow. Samarth, anticipating the attack, reined in his horse and raised his own sword to meet Kumar's. The two blades clashed, sparks flying as the steel rang out against each other, echoing loud enough to shake ears. Samarth's horse moved furiously beneath him, its hooves pounding the earth as he expertly parried Kumar's blows. Kumar, undeterred, pressed the attack, his sword slicing through the air. Samarth, his face set in a fierce grin, countered each blow with ease, his own sword striking back with lightning speed and his mind sickly desiring