Sasuke Susanoo Sword Novels & Stories

Xianliang noticed something and was horrified after getting a good look at him, noticing a very familiar crest. “Wearing that insignia proudly, huh. A Sagemaker. What is a member of that group doing here?” Xianliang said. Xianliang noticed a knife underneath his sleeve and Wencheng threw it at Kazuha. Ryosuke, who suddenly came out of nowhere then grabbed the knife with his bare hands. He turns his head towards her. “Shiratori-san, you okay?” “I’m fine. Thank you.” “Get out of the way or you’ll die.” The guy warns.

Resting on his hip was a single, long Nodachi a curved greatsword. "You bring the filth of the crust into the heavens, Anomalies," the Shogun’s voice resonated, smooth and perfectly synthesized, echoing off the invisible atmospheric dome above them. "You shattered the Marianas with brute force. You cracked my floorboards with reckless momentum. But you cannot outrun precision."

It whimpered and hid. “How?… who?…. What?…. I kept stammering lost in confusion and deep nostalgic fear. That coin belongs to the Silver Willow Pack, the most traditional blood tasty pack in the northern hemisphere. They didn’t visit bars. They didn’t hire prostitutes. “I'm no longer here for a thrill,” he said, his voice no longer lustful, but cold and professional. He set me down on my feet though he kept one hand firmly on my throat, not squeezing, but reminding me who was in control.

“Even with your belly ripped open, you still cling to life.” Bending down, Huang Fu brought his face within a mere inch of Xiu Jian’s bowed head, close enough to hear the ragged, desperate gasps of his foe. Huang Fu’s eyes gleamed as he watched Xiu Jian grimace in unbearable pain. Scarlet trickled from Xiu Jian’s temple, sliding down toward his eye. With a swift motion, Huang Fu reached for the sacred blade at Xiu Jian’s left hip—the legendary sword sheathed in a scabbard adorned with golden dragon carvings.

"Didn't you see the announcement? This person is called Sebastian, and he just took the first kill of the boss in the novice village." "Cheater! Bros, there's cheating in this game!" "Too outrageous. I saw it clearly; he dealt nearly two thousand damage with three strikes? My Qi Refining Initial Stage only has a thousand health." "I thought those few Blood Slaughter guild members were low on health because they were fighting with Moonshadow Guild, so it was easy to kill them." "I just want to say, terrifying!" "Such a master! Idol!" "Are sword cultivators this strong? Can I switch to becoming a knife user? Suddenly, I feel my knife is only suitable for cutting tofu (T▽T)..."

Hiro “Already told you I don’t fix shite,” Sai snaps against Ayame’s pain. Her vulnerability. “You want a shoulder to cry on, call Farm Boy. Breaking things is my only point and purpose,” Sai slams back into the chair, shoving the bread pudding in his mouth before the leash he’s keeping on himself snaps.

Stab! The future alpha of Cheong pack baffled when he found Noah was holding the tip of his sword, ‘What? I thought he’s dead!’ but what he found more shocking, even after his power was boosted by his father’s potion, he still couldn't defeat Noah’s strength, ‘how come this bastard be this strong?’ Hyukjin’s face became red as he tried to use all of his power to push his sword down to plunge into Noah’s heart. But before he managed to do it, his cousin's eyes suddenly opened and it became flaring blue, “do you want to know about the sacred tear, cousin?” Noah sneered, as his black hair gradually turned white.

" When the sun and moon will meet again, you will know the answer " " Do you mean the eclipse? " "Yes, but be aware that sword is not gonna kill you completely but it will put you in a very deep sleep " " That is even better since I may end up seeing the devil again if I am to die " " So how about the last question? " " The love between mates has nothing to do with the mate bond, no one can interfere with the sacred bond.." He couldn't continue because Celea interrupted him " Blah, blah, blag "

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

At the gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect on the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain Range. A slender figure was sitting cross-legged in the sky above the mountain gate. His short black hair stood on end, shining with cold light like steel needles. He was a young man of the Human Clan. He had sharp eyebrows and sword-like eyes, but there was a hint of unconcealable arrogance between his eyebrows. His eyes were long and slanted, and his lips were thin. On his back was a cyan saber with a long hilt. The hilt was two meters long, and there was a crescent moon and a cyan dragon on the blade. The saber looked ordinary. Only a real master could feel the murderous aura from it. Only a murderous weap