Novel & Cerita Spirit Sword

Diego couldn’t see her clearly because of the darkness, but she knew who that was. The Spirit was a female with powdered blue skin, long red hair and wore no clothes. Her naked body had stains of purple-black substances that covered her left leg, her right arm and her right eye which made her look even scarier. The Spirit was in shackles from its neck down to its ankles. “What thinking would you be busy with when your life is going to end in a couple of hours?” the Spirit laughed. She looked at Diego with her red eyes. Her black lips stretched into a smile. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking of escaping, child…”

The longsword's cyan light was piercing and soul-stirring. Although it did not move, it already rolled up a fierce frenzy in the void. "There's no hope—" "It's an almost spirit tool! The Blue Feather Sect goes all out!" "He's only an entry-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm disciple, but he has an almost spirit tool. This match will be decided in an instant."

“Boogsh!” Half of the spirit beasts had died when Soheila threw her blue spirit energy. Soheila glowed blue as she dashed towards the spirit beasts along with Sirene and Luna. They were in awe when they saw Soheila using her spirit energy in front of them for the first time! Luna and Sirene's bodies glowed green as they dashed towards the spirit beasts. All three of them used swords to attack them instead of long-range weapons.

"You are not doing this. Not a love triangle. Not now— not when the man who calls himself your father had your mother killed." The tears came before I could stop them, hot and furious, blurring the tree line as I ran. I didn't slow down. I didn't want to. Somewhere between one stride and the next, I shifted, fur replacing skin, four legs eating the ground faster than two ever could. *Sylvester. Draken. Kael.* Three names, three reasons to stay soft, and I couldn't afford soft. Not anymore. "It's time we part ways," I told the wind, the trees, whoever was listening. "I came here a warrior. I'm leaving as one."

Now, only power spoke. Gloria knelt first, laying a talon-shaped blade across her knees. Its hilt was carved from bone that pulsed faintly in the darkness, like a heartbeat echoing through the ground. The air grew colder around her, coiling like serpents, and her lips moved without sound. The frost crawling along her skin wasn’t entirely natural; it was the blade calling to her, the spirits whispering their obedience.

In the hands of that young man, still holding a group of golden light, suddenly it was this Ghost Sword above the original Qi Spirit. That is a Ghost Sword, above it mocks the powerful force, but in the hands of this young man, it can't get out of that big hand at all. "You, this Qi Spirit can't help but be too weak, I will kill it, from now on I will make this Ghost Sword Air Spirit." Daniel Helen's voice rang out. After all, Daniel Helen did not wait for Tadhg Walter to speak, he opened his mouth and directly swallowed the golden light in his hand.

- The flame above his neck started to spinning until forming a little spiral, reaching a stalemate. -Mind blade!- A blue slash similar to the wolf's formed from the spiral and shot towards the head. It screamed and tried to do the same, but David evaded it with ease. After a couple of seconds, a blue fire emerged from it, and David absorbed it. [Ghost consumed.] [+25 XP] [spiritual force]: 20 (+2) -Huff...that was unexpectedly hard- he was going to wipe the sweat off his forehead, but he had neither of those, so it was just an awkward move that he hoped no one saw.

Hours had passed and we arrived at Frain’s hideout. His stares was different from the one that we saw. His eyes were different, his angers disappeared. Those stare shows sweetness. “I’ve been expecting you, Destiny.” But that didn’t move me. I know how he manipulate his emotions. At that I shouted, “Listen to me, Destiny is not here. I’m not her!” He was surprised. I saw him mouthed feisty. He stood up from his place and slowly he drew his sword. I could hear the tip of it scratching the ground as it makes sparks.

However, the spirit was ignoring every command, as if it could no longer listen to him. Alex spoke up, “Such an evil spirit. You must’ve taken so many lives. I can’t let you roam around this earth any longer. He bit into his finger on his right hand and drew a symbol on his left palm with blood. This symbol seemed simple, yet it was fairly ancient. He slapped the symbol onto the spirit, causing a bright light to snake from within with a thunderous roar. This was one of the skills that Alex had required to defeat spirits—the Thunder Palm Mantra.

The 11 cultivation realm concise of [Spirits Disciple], [Spirits Warrior], [Spirits Commander], [Spirits King], [Spirits Emperor], [Spirits Ascension], [Celestial], [Half Immortal], [False Immortal] and [Immortal]. Return to the present time, The boy fighting with a man, both are holding training spear. At first, the man uses his power and experience to overwhelm the boy but as time passed, every move that man use has been perfectly countered by a boy, and he even need to retreat because the pressing moves from the boy that come from the different angle that hard to defense against let alone counter. This fight is devoid of all spiritual qi they didn’t use any of it until… “Haha! Gotcha!” Th