Uchiha Sword Novels & Stories

Her blade swung in a deadly arc toward her head. Aurelia wasn't sure what inspired her to run on four legs, but she could feel the wind of the sword run across her back several short hairs flew across her field of vision. She tackled Hinata down, and snarled, "I think you have our roles mixed up," She gripped a blade and drove it through Hinata's skull. Aurelia watched the creepy eyes until life left them. She headed to the waterfall and stopped for a moment, and spied the parasol blade laying on the ground. She looked at her current weapon and then back to the parasol blade. She turned around and took the unique weapon for her own.

“Even with your belly ripped open, you still cling to life.” Bending down, Huang Fu brought his face within a mere inch of Xiu Jian’s bowed head, close enough to hear the ragged, desperate gasps of his foe. Huang Fu’s eyes gleamed as he watched Xiu Jian grimace in unbearable pain. Scarlet trickled from Xiu Jian’s temple, sliding down toward his eye. With a swift motion, Huang Fu reached for the sacred blade at Xiu Jian’s left hip—the legendary sword sheathed in a scabbard adorned with golden dragon carvings.

And what's even better is that he's also a lolicon, when they heard this news, the maids didn't worry about Lilith's injury ------ And Alara is starting to regret that she just told Sasuke to take Lilith to the hospital ------ Sasuke age 16, the eldest son of the Yu family, thunder and earth double attribute magic swordsman, born with a pair of red and hook jade-like pupils, is a thousand years of rare genius, at the age of 8 years old, he discovered the three major skills of his pupils, the first to make people hallucinate, the second launch a black flame in general water can not be extinguished, and the third generation of a kind of bone armor, used for defense.

Yukha smiled elegantly and said, “It’s your own choice. I won’t be like the Grand Councilor and show you mercy because you’re the Chosen One. If I go all out, you’ll probably die.” James said coldly, “Not only are you self-righteous, but also arrogant. If you don’t do your best, I’ll kill you.” Yuka stared at James, waved her delicate hand, and a dazzling blue sword appeared in her hand. At first glance, James could tell the sword contained majestic power, enough to cause mass destruction. Yrian shouted hurriedly, “Yukha! It’s not a battle to death! Why are you using the Honlarne Sword?! That’s a Supreme Spirit Tool!

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Cyou chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by the nine demon swordsmen. Chyou Chen travels the world to fight with various expert warriors from all over the country. "Why are you just silent?" Chyou chen asked, while wiping the sweat that filled his forehead. "Quickly hand over all the martial books you haveAfter that we will let you live."

Asura was cautious. Hirayasura dripped his blood onto the Sundapura soil that had turned black. As his blood dripped and seeped into the soil, the turmoil of the ground began to show. Slowly, a sword with a black hilt and a skull ornament with two bull-like horns poked up. The black demon swordsman grasped the black sword tightly and pulled it up. The sword had a saw-like blade. It was jagged and extremely sharp on one side. "It's been a long time since I've summoned this sword. The Tembadau Ireng Sword, an heirloom forged from the marvelous black metal in the depths of hell." Hirayasura smiled while gently stroking the sword.

Zaha was immediately alerted by the sudden change, and he instantly used his to protect himself. "HAA!" CLANG! Zaha widened his eyes in shock. He couldn't believe his own reflex could stop his brother's sudden attack with the needles in his sleeves. Yuha laughed, his tone terrifying. The sword he suddenly drew toward him was fast, covered in a red Aura. It was like the wind that blew, rushing by. "Brother, your reflexes are quite impressive! But you still lack the power to withstand my attacks!" Zaha narrowed his eyes. No matter how good his reflexes were, Yuha's sword was too fast for him to dodge. It was like a gust of wind. One that no one could block.

Then the sword came. “Isn’t this Windholva?”, Isak said, feeling the warmth of the sword, “the sword warmed up to anyone, it deems fit.”. “Leuchars compared to the powers I have, what other powers, have I not been able to access?,”, Isak asked, swiftly moving in the air, swords and against Gonta, who had been, deflecting his attacks with a mere sword, “That’s no ordinary sword. “, Leuchars said. “After the months of training, I still struggle with his second in command, how then can I truly defeat him?”, Isak Emma said, sighing to himself. Then it came.

He had to keep her safe too. Walking slowly towards the group before him, his hand reached to his side. A ice blue sword formed from thin air in his hand. The blade looked as if it was cast from a single sharpened icicle. The hilt covered in a dark purple stone resembling amethyst, reflecting the light around them. Huxian shifted his foot backwards. He would stay close to the sedan to protect those hiding there. A shimmer of white appeared around him like a cocoon of silk but was actually the illusion of his tails acting as a shield around his body.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.