Splitting Sword Novels & Stories

He knew that they had a special cultivation method called the Ghost Split–capable of cloning an entire human being that looked extremely real. Just as Adam was marveling to himself, the split behind him raised his long sword, piercing it in the direction of his chest. Both figures were barely a meter apart, and Adam had no chance to duck at all. With a light sound, the back of his chest was pierced through by the sword. Adam's body jerked as fresh blood sprayed from his mouth, his gaze turning bloodshot in an instant. "Are you trying to kill me by creating a split of you? You're acting out of hand."

Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss. Each strike landed with a thud-thwack-thoom, sending tremors through the troop's warriors. The troop's hearts raced as the violent zing-ting-zap of clashing daggers filled the field. The savages of warriors, fueled by fury and loyalty, clashed in a frenzy of arms and teeth. The ground grew slick with blood, the earthy smell mingling with the metallic tang of steel. Jack Wolf stood firm, his Moon-whisper spear shining with a soft, ethereal light. He parried Eryndor's strikes with a precision born of desperation, his movements a blur of speed and strength.

His sword started to glow, and a powerful burst of light struck where the Swarm Queen stood like a lightning bolt. "Zephyr Slash!" The blade flashed brilliantly, carrying an unsettling presence around it. However, the attack was only half completed and was still in mid-air when the Swarm Queen extended her right hand ahead. The blade in her hand immediately struck upward. Clang! There was a loud clang, and the longsword possessing murderous intent broke into two…

The sound of splitting air filled the battlefield as waves of purple energy surged, mesmerizing the surrounding space. Adrian’s gaze hardened, a cold glint in his eyes. “It’s time for you to die,” he declared, raising the Soul Devouring Sword, which radiated a brilliant light that illuminated the heavens.

Selene finished, lifting her free hand; moonlight poured obediently into her palm, not a cold blade but a warm brand. The shadows made their first lunge—thin black threads flicking toward the circle of their bodies. The three moved as one. Ronan’s grip tightened; water from the stream gathered and hardened into a flowing shield. Mirra’s power surged through the moss and up the trunks, turning boughs into living arms that swept the lashing dark aside. Selene’s light braided through both, sealing seams, softening sharp edges, inviting what could be healed to yield and what could not be to break.

"We don't need to go to Lin's house. Let's go to my place so I can change. This is a minor wound. I can handle it myself." Ludriev took her spirit sword she had previously put on the side of the arena, and followed him without anymore words. Spirit sword was forged in a special method for those who reached a certain level in swordsmanship. The sword was unique and believed to be sacred, as it had its own spirit, which, if it didn't feel a strong connection with the wielder, they wouldn't be able to use it. Therefore, usually a sword spirit only had one owner and vice versa.

My vision blurred with tears. "Shit!" He grunted. "I can't get enough of this wet pussy. Fuck you." He moaned, throwing his head back. I gritted my teeth together. He suddenly pulled out and flipped me over in a way my ass was in the air and I was resting my head on the pillow. He gripped my ass cheeks and latched his mouth on it. After that, he spanked me three times and it hurts terribly. He banged into me again and this time around it was much worse. He massaged my clit and fucked me from behind.

And was the same arm which was already injured. I turned back but the person was not there and he left. I looked everywhere but no one was there. I was relaxed because I knew that my friend was in the car and he noticed everything. I was moving inside the hospital but again some threw the stone to me. But every time I find no one. I again went to the road and looked everywhere. Suddenly, the bike came to me at a very fast speed. He had a knife in his hand. The bike came near to me and one of them threw the knife towards me. The knife cut my shoulder a bit.

I said, breathing heavily and in difficulty. She looked at me in awe. " I knew it." "What?" I asked. "You knew what?" She hurriedly stood up and picked up a sharp knife, then she looked down at me. "We'll find out soon enough what you are." The fact that she said 'what' and not 'who' frightened me. Then, she winced in pain as she slit her wrist open. Then she returned to her mat and rose her wrist forward. "What are you doing?" I asked, irritated.

Long Chen took the sword, ordered several soldiers to bring a large rock and place it under the room. Long Chen went downstairs and stood in front of the large rock. "I will show you the power of this sword. So that you will be more interested in it," said Long Chen. Long Chen took a breath, then took a stance and swung the sword quickly at the large rock. Then he turned around and smiled at the people there. BANGGGGGG After Long Chen turned around, the stone was split in two perfectly, making their eyes widen in astonishment. Was it that easy to cut the large stone? Even the split in the stone was perfect in their eyes.