Swordsman Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

“Mr. Smith.” I walked toward Greg. I bent down and looked at his bloodshot eyes. “You were saying that getting rid of me is as easy as squashing an ant. It seems like this ant is rather tenacious. “On the other hand, a lion like you is going to fall to your death.” Greg stared intently at me. The viciousness was leaking from his eyes. “Young man, don’t get cocky. Do you think this is the end of it? “You have no idea who you’ve offended.

sneered the swordsman, driving his blade mercilessly into the man’s back, piercing through to his belly. “My husband!” screamed the woman in anguish, clutching her daughter tightly as tears streamed down her face. The little girl’s wailing soon joined her mother’s cries, filling the night with sorrow. “Finish them all! I must return to Leader Huang,” the swordsman declared coldly, yanking his blade free from the lifeless body at his feet. The man wearing a black headband, emblazoned with two downward-curving golden lines, burst forward with lightning speed toward the circle of swordsmen who were besieging a lone warrior of the Sacred Dragon Sect.

He said. “Why?” She didn't stop looking at him. “Demons aren't good with swords, they fight with daggers and axes. The way you handled your sword, it's…different.” He replied. “You didn't mention vampire, can I not be one?” She watched his lips as they moved.

The man put a protective arm around her waist and stood taller, maintaining complete eye contact. He barely registered his beta William shouting at him in his mind, no turning back now. “I, Jackson Hill, challenge you, Sam Silver, alpha of both Silvery Blood and SilverFang to a fight for title! Do you accept?!” The man only smirked, glancing down slightly at the woman who chuckled softly before speaking. “I, Alpha Samantha Silver, alpha of SilverFang and of Silvery Blood. Accept your challenge.” And then her eyes turned cold and hard as she flashed her teeth. “But you can call me Demon.”

He watched as his fellow warriors were been slaughtered and innocent souls leaking in the air. 'He is a demon then why is he weak? 'Why don't he posses other powers apart from reading minds.' Thinking about that a smile crawled into his head and his heart litted. "Special..We are been ambushed! I need you here." He whispered in his head.

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

Murdering everything around him. Samael. Sam snarled and roared and slashed. The swords in his hands looked pathetic compared to his broad hands and long arms, but they were sharp enough to cut through flesh easily, and that's exactly what they did. They cut through dark ones, and demons alike. Anyone that came even remotely close to this man of death, met their end with a single swipe. He was unrecognisable.

He turned his sword at the demon, and half of its body flew out, and so much of its intestines fell onto the ground. Julius's fellow knights knew the bravery of his swordsmanship and how much strength he carried with him. A few other demons started charging after him and his comrades; some of them faced the young swordsman by himself as the others went for the knights. Because the swords were dipped with salt and mostly crafted by silver, the knights could kill all the demons that stood in their way. The knights had no scars or cuts on their bodies after defeating the small group of demons. Julius swings his sword with so much anger and fury against all of his opponents because he despised t

The man he's watching now must be a seasoned swordsman. Who were these people? Arth wondered as they all gathered to face the purple-cloaked demon. "You wretched lowlife beings," the demon spoke in a calm but irritated tone. "Lord Magrac will find the rest of you and throw you in the depths of hell." "You and your Demon Lord know nothing ... you will never understand the strength of human will," the red-haired swordsman replied. "And your master won't find us ... because we will find him instead ... Hunter."