Star-embracing Swordmaster Novels & Stories

he explained. Taurus still can’t even believe it. He blinked his eyes twice and again, glancing at Emily. The light in her palm was marvelous, yet it had a mix of fire elements. She’s burning as the light glows around her. "Defy me; no mercy will be given." Emily roared thunderously. "I’m no queen; I have the power." In just a snap, the light in her palm vanished. Her expression was blank; even her eyes were grim. She wore her dangerous smile at them.

Jack Catwalk which has been filled with the heat of the liquid reaction is getting more and more brutal and blind. He even had trouble controlling himself, his emotions and his gaze. Like a wild animal, Jack only saw anyone as his opponent at this time. Until Jeremy's hard kick, made him fall. The two of them had a great fight. Even though Jeremy fell many times, he was still able to stand up again. Because Jeremy is equipped with strong martial arts and trained by a great coach. Werewolf Jack was overwhelmed and chose to run out of the building. Until he met Esmeralda in front of him.

You can only envy us! The Sword Master snorted and no longer paid attention to Ding Hao. He turned into a cluster of silver light and slowly integrated into the Sword Spirit Embryo at the top of the sword-like ice peak. Once he integrated himself into the Sword Spirit Embryo, maybe he could completely become one with the Rusted Sword and become a god inside the sword after a long time of being tempered. However, the only thing the Sword Master could do at the moment was to occupy the deceased Sword Spirit Embryo of the Rusted Sword like a hermit crab. He would temporarily live in that embryo and began a long recuperation.

Her intense gaze, hardened by countless battles, was tempered by her unwavering loyalty to Somerland. To Elysia's left stood Gareth Swordbane, widely feared and respected as the Sword Demon. He was a tall, imposing figure, his eyes sharp and deadly. Known for wielding a blade with unparalleled mastery, Gareth’s skill in swordsmanship was legendary, his reputation as a ruthless opponent striking fear into the hearts of all who dared challenge him. His sword, an ancient blade etched with runic symbols, was strapped across his back, and his eyes held a piercing focus that spoke of countless battles fought and won.

Logically, even though so much time had passed since the Tower of Clear Skies had opened, there should still be some powers that had awakened. But I was absolutely not qualified to take revenge here, right? While Master Yi was thinking about who it was, he was constantly fighting with the more than 30 peerless Martial Emperors in front of him. The submarine from Japan had slowly landed next to the Sword-hidden Villa and the other ships. Then, a figure slowly swam out of the submarine, holding a silver katana in his hand. The katana was very long and looked domineering. "This is a famous saber from Japan. Do you feel it?" Master Yi's eyelids twitched when he saw the sword.

This is what you call a terrifying group. A lot of people especially those who have fire attributes and Ice attributes bid for the swords. A sword made by a Grade 5 Armament Master was a strong sword. It could enhance your sword skills by ten times! Now that there's a sword in front of them, waiting for its master, no one wasted the opportunity to have it.

After all, had they not attempted to find and kill the young Supreme when he was merely a baby? “What matters is not the emotion in his sword, but the fact that he has created an Emotion Sword,” the Jade Emperor stated, with Shanxi and Sango nodding their heads in agreement. Emotion Sword, a sword technique that drew upon the feelings of the wielder to display its power. While there were many powerful sword skills in existence, the most powerful ones were all Emotion Swords. Prideful Sword embodied the emotion of pride and confidence. When one’s confidence was broken, they would be unable to even activate the power of Prideful Sword. It was because Mane had always had such great pride and co

The clearing glowed with the twinkling fairy lights that adorned every tree, and the torches that had been lit along the path to illuminate the participants' way. Brand stood in front of the Yggdrasil feeling like his throat was being constricted by a stiff collar rather than a soft tunic. He wore a bearskin over one shoulder to symbolize strength and protection. He was also glad of its warmth as the first snows had started to fall just in the last week. He huffed as Brodi clapped him on the shoulder. "Nervous yet?" he asked with a smile, adjusting the leather hauberk that held his broadsword across his back and the belt at his waist where the sheath for his ceremonial dagger rested.

Ram, Nand, and Vipula were locked in their own fierce battles. The masked man's followers swarmed them, but each team member stood resilient, their unique weapons turning the tide in their favor. Ram wielded a double-edged sword, its blade humming with energy. He moved with a ferocity that belied his calm demeanor, each swing of his sword sending enemies sprawling. His strikes were precise, each blow calculated to incapacitate rather than kill, reflecting his disciplined nature. As attackers closed in, he parried and countered with an almost supernatural speed, the sword's glow illuminating his path through the chaos.