Uchiha Sword Novels & Stories

He bellowed at the platform, "Be careful, Junior Brother! It's an Unsullied Sword!" Xu Hao looked a little dumbfounded. He muttered, "This... This is an Unsullied Sword?" Before his voice had even faded, Xiao Chen was already swinging his sword at him. In an instant, a strong wind came from all directions. White sword light of three Chinese feet long abruptly rose from the Unsullied Sword.

At the time, the king had spared him purely out of curiosity. Curiosity rarely lasted long. But Adrian had. And now he stood below in the courtyard, carrying the blade of the crown. Vaelreth leaned forward slightly. The executioner’s armor was dark and simple, unlike the elaborate armor worn by the demon soldiers. It was practical. Scarred by years of battle and use. The sword resting against Adrian’s shoulder was enormous—far too large for most men to wield easily. Yet he carried it as if it belonged there. As if the blade itself had chosen him.

Alfi then leaps from ßenlong’s body passing through that ferocious flame ready to smash Leak with Pelidi in his hands. “If you use the authority as a Demon King to kill the humans, then...” Pelidi is cloaked in black needles. The black needles turn that jet black Tachi into a jet black Urumi (Indian typical sword with many whip-like blades on it). Every blade is cloaked in dark silver Iru. “I’ll perish you and take the risk as the new Demon King for humans and demons sake.” His face is covered by black Iru with a slight of silver Iru that form a pattern like an eerie smiley face.

However… Thud, thud, thud… Eighteen long swords suddenly fell to the ground from the sky, forming a row in front of the Melvis family, blocking their way. Alex’s eyes were cold as he said, “No one is allowed to hold him back. Otherwise, I’ll kill them without mercy!” Justin’s father, Lance Melvis, roared, “You little b*stard! Are you rebelling against us? You would dare to kill a member of the Melvis family?!” Alex made a casual move, and Maiko Chiba appeared. Alex issued an order. “Maiko, from now on, whoever dares to cross the sword formation, no matter who it is, just kill them!”

She felt frustrated when she remembered the scene of Dylan fighting Hayden. “Yeah, suck to be me. I never owned a sword, and so I picked up the wrong sword.” Dylan grimaced wryly. Fuschia frowned as she glanced at the sword in Dylan's hand. Again, it is a different sword. "Use this then." Fuschia created a sharp sword blade that she created from ice with a hilt made of solid earth. Dylan accepted it happily. His eyes lit up as if stars were shining in Dylan's almost dim golden eyes. He said after kissing Fuschia's forehead, "Thank you."

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

I kicked as hard as I could right at his temple until he lost his balance and pushed him backwards. "Damn it!" he shouted as he shook his head quickly to snap himself out of his dizziness. After being able to stand up straight and calm, Elder Uwit clapped his hands forward, then stretched them slowly. A sword slowly appeared between his hands and released the energy that enveloped it. "Isn't that Elvoia's wooden sword!?" "That's right, an Elf ancestral relic sword!"

She glanced around and saw that the village elders were in complete attendance. Behind the Duke's son stood two new faces, the foreigner and the noble who she talked to earlier this morning. She tried to bring her mind to what they discussed just to distract herself from what happened inside the manor. The Sword of the Godslayer. She thought to herself. If my father had access to the artifact she just held, is there any chance that he might have had the Zephyrean sword as well?

said Scarlett, smiling. Then she stepped inside the circle, pulling out both swords. Some of the men around them gasped when they saw the swords. They recognized them as Hova for their distinct whitish metal and the black onyx pommels. Humbert noticed it too and laughed. “So we have a Hova killer here, lads! Let’s see how good she is against a real man.” Then he charged at Scarlett, but she was ready.

“Oh, Seraphim’s blade. I’d never seen this in a long long time. Seraph Blade killed many of my people. Where did you get it, my dear?” “Not telling you anything.” He looked at Lucius. “Is this the same blade given to you by your father-in-law?” What was he talking about? I watched Ryden shift and divert his gaze away, looking hurt. “I wish, but that’s what killed her. Mine is safe somewhere.” Wait. What? He has a sword just like mine? “But this blade also shapes according to the wielder. Am I right? And it’s Katana for her. She must have been trained by a great sensei.”