Uchiha Sword 소설 & 이야기

He was really willing to give up his life for profits! Gazing at Uncle Tianshu's back like he were a martyr, Ding Hao realized it was too late to pull him back. The next moment, with the rusted sword in his hand, Ding Hao unhesitatingly and madly injected Hell Ice Qi into it, activating the sword's supreme power. Its rust began to swirl like flowing fire. The sword, which was only two fingers wide, was crystal clear like jade and totally flawless, resembling a beam of condensed sunlight. Its unparalleled power surged out, shocking everyone.

A person who did not respect others was not worthy of respect! Yang Xiao wasn’t the type of person to judge a book by its cover, but he was definitely an eye for an eye! “Boasting shamelessly!” Grand Tutor Hedao raised the sword in his hand! The sword he was using was Japan's unique Japanese sword! It was slender and slightly curved! In the hands of Shangyuan Hedao, this sword was more like a poisonous snake that swallowed cold light. Swoosh! Upper Court Crane Path’s sword stabbed out! It was as if a cold and slippery viper had suddenly flicked out its tongue!

As long as he could win, as long as he could kill Harvey… As long as he could succeed, it didn't matter what methods he used. Many Islanders started to cheer for Souichiro. When Souichiro heard how the Islanders around him started to cheer for him, he laughed and immediately pulled out the longsword from his belt. The blade was sharp, with a hint of blood on it. It was as if it had been drenched in blood for so many years and had never been washed. With the sword in his hand, Souichiro's willpower was on the rise. "Careful, sir." Yvonne suddenly remembered something when she looked at the longsword. "I heard that the Shindan Way has a sword that had been passed down through the warring state

I begged with my tears already falling in fear. “I can't do that… You are more obedient that way,” he chuckled. He walked towards a wall and took one of the swords hanging there. He pulled the blade out of the scabbard and walked closer to me. “Do you like the sword?” he smirked pointing the tip if the blade my way, “This one was a present from Mr. Tsuchida. This katana is extremely sharp, I've never used it before, I think I will test it out on you…”

Helena’s forehead was already covered in sweat at this moment, unable to tank his attacks. “Hundred Leaves Chop!” Second Young Master Hunt smiled coldly as he carried out an attack with his sword. The sword attack turned into 100 pieces of small leaves in front of him, formed by sword aura and Chi. The dense wave of attack covered the entire space and went toward Helena who was in front of him.

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."

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

"I'm begging you! " Cried of people kneeling in front of them, begging to spare their lives. However, the kids in front of them have no intention at all. Especially the one who's holding a 'katana' (Japanese sword), her eyes are gleaming terrifyingly and in one sway of her arm, she mercilessly sends their heads flying in the air. Blood scattered in the air. The black blade of her sword was now stained with fresh blood of her victims, dropping in the ground.

A few seconds later, he hurled his gun back to his subordinates before picking up Excalibur’s sword. The sword looked just like any ordinary sword out there. However, it was extremely heavy and was most probably forged from an unusual material. Cherokee grabbed the sword by its hilt and dragged it toward Shaun, one step at a time. “I shall grant you your wish, Master Shaun. “Which reminds me, I do not usually look up to people but you, Master Shaun, are one of the very few people I respect. Do not blame me, for I am only carrying out my orders.”