Split Blade Sword Novels & Stories

The blue jade he possessed was more of clan heirloom, for his mother that anyone of the Han Clan would have something that was made of it. X’s father once told to him, that the blade was made for his grandfather when he was old age. Thus the blade not not a sword, but more of machete than anything else. It was made so to reduce its weight, but its weaknesses could be straightened with supreme technique. The blade was almost rectangular, if it were not for the slight curvature. The spine of the blade was a little thicker than a wasabi pea. Even though the spine was so thick, the edge of the blade would rival the finest fibers. It had the ability to split hair in half, even a single fiber of s

Of course, the sword is silver. There is an engraving on my blade, and a wavy feel to the handle. That's right, this sword is always the same when I hold it. Moreover, there is the bloodlust I feel when I wield this sword, a taste that is still the same as in the past. Meanwhile Minos was wide-eyed as I held the sword with both hands. "Two-handed Sword. Lord Antares?" He was surprised when he saw me wielding the Antares sword.

I jumped up and I looked like a child who was given a candy because of ecstasy. I was in the middle of my fun when I realized I was the only one celebrating like a fool here. I hesitate to smile at them. They just stared at me seriously and then went back to examining the celestial weapon they had obtained. Raid analyzes a blue sword with double blades. A lion's head is engraved on its handle. “Raid, that’s the Blade of Pride. It brings victory to its user,” Archmaster revealed to the man.

Sir William, who was on the edge of the abyss, was staggering, and could scarcely have the strength to hold the shield, which slid across his chest, yet those on the edge cried out to be the same William of old again, and these words seemed to enchanted, coming from the throats of the comrades who wanted to see him again the same swordsman worthy of the knightly girdle, immediately the sharpest eye would have seen a murmur of encouragement floating on William's lips, and a fierce light in his eyes, which aimed his eyes d'Ampezzo who avoided their way. At the first touch of the swords, William retaliated briskly, and the spectators began to murmur quietly about the new champion, at the second

How could his blade and Dillon’s sword reach this enigmatic location at the same time? The Sword of Grace, like the Celestial Blade, flew into the hands of the man in white in the blink of an eye. The man was seen holding a blade in his left hand and a sword in his right hand shortly after. He began to dance with those weapons in the air after that. “Sweeping Army, Grafting Thunder, Splitting Earth, Shattering Hill, Chaotic Judgement, Binding Soul, and Whirling Laughter!” “Mortal Sword, Earth Sword, and Sky Sword!”

The blade was black; one side of the sword was sharp, and the other was blunt. The sword looked similar to the Tang Sword that Sloan had used. However, when he saw it closer, it was much wider than the Tang Sword. Darryl gulped; he had never expected to find a cripple in the valley. What surprised Darryl was his power; he knew that the person's ability exceeded his expectations. He was not able to feel the man's strength. At that moment, Jewel stood forward from behind Darryl's and shouted bravely, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Up until this point, even though he knew that she'd once tried to leave him in a foreign country to fend off for himself, he's still thought about her safety. And that send a stab of pain and regret right through her. Still smiling, Navea took a slim blade from the folds of her dress. The motion produced a sharp swish, the cartoonish sound effect movies use on swordfights, except that it was nowhere near close to cartoonish now. The blade itself was about a foot long, with a carved golden handle and a pointed black blade. She examined it in the moonlight, running her fingers along the intricate carvings. When she noticed Kat looking at it, she laughed and said, "You like this, Katalina? This

Swish! Old Cross was slashed by the silver sword energy. With widened eyes, his body split into two. He was as dead as he could be!

"It seems that I'll have to use all I have this time." The sword light flashed, and besides holding onto the Dual Blades of Fire and Ice, Omar was biting onto his third sword, the Blade of Wind. As soon as the Blade of Wind appeared, Omar's entire momentum also changed. The air in their surroundings sounded as if sharp blades had slashed it, and it was frightening.

I remove it from its sheath to see silver runes near the hilt, reading prosperity and protection in elvish. “These are elven blades made with wind and fire elements in the blades and wood. These would fit well with Anna’s fighting style,” I say to Aias as he comes up next to me. “Would you like to get them for her?” Aias asks lifting the bo staff and inspecting the middle. I look over at him and see the seam in the middle of the staff. “Oh it can be separated,” I say placing the short sword back and walking to Aias and the bo staff.