Sword Dynasty Novels & Stories

The monarchs were trembling in fear as a woman at the [Dao Core] realm was matching their power. Murong Fei, who was extremely angry, drew a sword from her spatial ring, and the moment the sword appeared, her momentum made itself known throughout the battlefield, attracting the attention of everyone present. The dragon monarchs wanted to escape because they felt that the sword could kill them, but it was too late. Only Murong Fei's voice was heard. "Shine, Sword of Slaughter, [Slash] Max Level". "Swish!". After the sword's slash, an explosion was heard, and a crack appeared in the void. "Boom!". "Crackle!".

"Think about it, the name Kopis is ancient Greece for a knife and it's no coincidence that your name..." "... Is Blade." I finished for her as I began thinking about it. "If this is in anyway true, that means I'm cursed." "Yeah!" She said. "You are." My heart crashed as somehow, I had been hoping that this bloodlust thing would go away and I could try to have a normal life again.

he said raising it and shoving it back into the sheath, he walked out of his room and Regal followed. Regal stood behind Raymond, his hands clutched at his back, as Raymond addressed the recruits with grace like he didn't have a big painful wound at his back, eating him up. Regal heart was heavy, but with his chin raised high, he watched the new recruit, yell "to victory" while raising their swords. Whatdo I feell? You wouldn't want to know, but at least I knew, even those who I thought were blessed by fate, also had their problem.

getting worried for Me. Of course I never parted with the necklace which had a green jade pendent on it. It was the only thing that could connect me to my real parents but today I wanted Wayne to have it. I could find my parents from this but the bitter reality of getting rejected by them or the thought that they aren't in this world scares me the most. Wayne always loved sparkly things and she always had a liking to my pendent and today I wanted her to have it. In this world all what matters is her happiness nothing more than that. I looked at her... her eyes still at the pendent in my hand I pulled her near and put the small necklace on her. "It looks good on you" I smiled looking at her.

The armor itself still seemed to be in good condition though, apart from a few scratches and white marks, I couldn’t find any obvious flaws which made me sigh in relief. If it was damaged, I had no idea how long it would take me to find some new armor that is of the same quality and in such good condition as well. Next up I picked up the sword. It is what was called an arming sword I believed. A simple one-handed sword, with a bladed edge and a pointed end for slashing and stabbing. The sword itself was now in a brown leather sheath. The sheath itself was plain but also felt sturdy which is good as I don’t want the sword to cut open the sheath than me.

Only then could he feel satisfied enough. There was no enmity between the two, but they just fight for the title, which was destined to push them to the opposite side. Dragon's sword moves were dense, and its imposing manner had reached its peak. However, Sannuit's sword was unstoppable, and the momentum of the sword had also reached its peak. There was no way back for this sword strike, and it would hurt both the other part and himself. In contrast, Sannuit was even more extreme while Dragon was stabler.

Three warriors from the Xiaoxi Syndicate took advantage of the moment to make a profit from selling information on Bi Xiaolin's death from Bingdao country. “Swordsman Liu, there's no point in bringing up the past! After all, the Xiaoxi syndicate has already made a peace treaty with you guys. The enemy that Swordsman Dong is fighting right now is Kaili, that guy we need to kill!” Li Han looked a little pushy, from the urgent tone of his voice, Liu Danzo and Liu Zimin could guess that Kaili was above Li Han's ability. Not long after, the three swordsmen felt the aura of a great warrior approaching. The closer he got, the stronger his aura felt. An aura that seemed to come from a swordsman of m

It smelled of damp stone, old hay, and solitude. Makil was already there, warming up with a series of fluid stretches that further betrayed his training. He wore similar clothes to yesterday, and two practice longswords were thrust into the ground at the center of the yard. Leigh arrived silently, a shadow detaching from the deeper shadows of the archway. She'd re-braided her hair tightly. She said nothing, simply walked to the center, pulled one sword from the earth, and tested its weight. "No rules," Makil said, pulling the other. "First to yield, or be disarmed."

* * * * * * * * *spinning blade- special sword technique passed down from his family *Hua er/Jin Hua-Lady Jiang Lin’s maiden name