Sword Hero Novels & Stories

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.

Swoosh! At this moment, a blood-red sword radiance swept across. Dragon Que was caught off guard. A deep wound appeared on his right arm. "Uh..." He looked at his arm in shock. He was in a daze. With a swoosh, another ray of Sword light swept across him. The sword light and the previous one happened to cut the same wound. Suddenly, the right arm of Dragon Que was cut off from the elbow and flew up into the sky. After flying in mid-air, it was cut into several pieces by the sword radiance.

I stretched my hand, grabbed the sword, and swivelled my body in mid-air, making a perfect hero's skill. I landed on the ground, and I felt my muscles urging me to fight. I can feel my whole body aching for war, ready to shed blood. I am ready to show them what they just did to me, to get revenge and to teach them that no one messes with Rey Reed and goes Scot free. I unsheathed the sword from its housing, and I was awed by its sight. It was different from any other sword I had ever seen. It is glowing red, instead of the normal white.

] "Ready... They all took their swords out. Rag activated his blood soldiers. Pajim's has thunder power. Gicep has a black sword of fire. Gifud has the power of creating illusions. His illusions cause the opponent to go all out with a fake person apparently looking like him, and after they get completely exhausted. Gifud finishes them with a blow.

Slejj draped his arms in exhaustion, dissolving the shield, revealing the vurhan before them with half of its head missing. The sword managed to saver half its head off with sheer force. It pierced through several trees that were unfortunate enough to be standing behind the vurhan. The faint glow of the sword could be seen into the darkness, stuck halfway into a tree. AT THE SAME TIME IN AN UNDISCLOSED LOCATION "j... Jericho is dead!" Dakario whispered faintly as he lay sprawled on the ground. The figure in front of him looked back, surprised. "Impossible... Jericho is one of the strongest vurhans in the circle!"

Countless people were shocked by this. The power of this sword strike shocked heaven and earth. In an instant, the figure in a cyan robe with black hair like a waterfall appeared in the minds of countless people. In the entire Land of Infinity, only the Saber and Sword Addict could launch such a strike. Swoosh! The sword light tore through the sky. In an instant, countless birdman warriors were frozen into pieces of ice and fell from the sky. The behemoths like ancient Devils also collapsed like scarecrows in front of such a giant sword.

Sword-saint said coldly and the temperature of the room seemed to drop a few degrees “Sword-saint, do you know the meaning of what you just said?” White-haired predator asked in shock “Your majesty, I think I have an idea.” Thousand-nights Predator who had been silent the whole time suddenly spoke up and a soft sigh escaped the King’s lips “Speak up Thousand-nights.” The king said and everyone’s attention was instantly on Thousand-nights predator

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

She frowned wondering exactly what he was doing here and so now her curiosity increasing she inched a little more towards the door that was left slightly open. "You won this fight, if you keep on winning, you will find yourself getting closer" he was instructing as he gave the shirtless man/fighter a towel. Even from behind Eira couldn't help but admire his broad back and muscles. "Don't worry Mac, I will make sure to win the fights. I am going to get to him, no matter what" Armando said with determination and confidence in his voice. His voice sounded vaguely familiar to Eira but she couldn’t quite place it.