Undefeatable Swordsman Novels & Stories

He was going to be killed, and he would be killed twice by the same person? Caspian ignored him and raised his sword to suppress him! Boom! The sword light was dazzling and earth-shattering. At this moment, Young Master Desperate was in despair! Then, with the gradual disappearance of the Young Master Desperate's aura, the endless sea of swords suspended in the air fell to the ground quietly. "As expected of the one chosen by the master, he is so powerful, so terrifying!" "That's right. He actually defeated this endless sea of swords with ease... You must know that these swords are all bronze swords of the castle. They are definitely extraordinary."

I'm a f**king king. I'm ruthless. I'm rude. I'm a lion in a sheep's clothing. I love the screams of the men that betray us. I love the sound of gunshot like the melody that my mother plays every night on her piano. I love the smell of the gunpowder. I love the fear radiating from the men when they come to know who I am. I am Rainal O'Brien. I can't be weak. I'm the fucking king and no one dares to cross me. I had no weaknesses other than my family and he is gone so there is nothing left except my mother who hid for so long so she won't be harmed by my enemies because a mafia definitely have allot of enemies.

Ryohei Kubota seemed arrogant when he spoke. “With the Abito Way’s swordsmanship, I will never sheathe my sword until it tastes blood! “Countless so-called experts from Country H have fallen to my blade! “I wouldn’t even unsheathe for someone like you! “Kneel! “Stop struggling!” Ryohei felt prideful. He had always been crushing his opponents, making him feel like he was actually invincible. Even with Harvey York’s show of strength, Ryohei felt confident enough to defeat anyone as long as Julian York was not around.

Even though they spoke as if they were not afraid of anything, they still did not hold back at all in fear something unexpected could take place. Fane raised an eyebrow as he pushed his hands forward, shooting the Soul Swords forward like arrows toward his opponents. Three techniques clashed in the air at the same time as countless rocks slammed into the Soul Sword. The fat man was smiling, already certain that his attack would pulverize the gray sword. However, his smile did not last for even half a second as the Soul Sword did not stop at all, piercing through his technique and unleashing gray-colored energy. The energy completely swallowed up all his rocks. His attack failed to stop the S

Her sight is not that good already, thanks do their unpleasant laugh she can detect where they are. The cutthroat in the middle of the three yawns, “It's boring. Sigh, you are not in your best condition Crimson Blade. Was it because you are already wounded? But you have just a mere wound. I even brought my troupe to face a high ranker like you. Not to face a weakling version of you. Or was is it because of your beloved weapon are not here with you? Rumor has said that it was the legendary sword that our Shizun especially gave to you. The Black Spring forged by best of the best blacksmith. Or was it because your skills rusted already? You even allowed yourself to be wounded. Anyway, if you ar