Wei Wuxian Sword Novels & Stories

Owner: Prince Nezha. Darryl continued reading further. Green Dragon Crescent Blade, nine feet long. Its sharpness could split rocks, mountains, and lands. Weapon Grade: Blue Category Level Three! Ability: Breaker of mountains and lands. Owner: War Saint Guan Yu. Darryl was so excited from reading about the weapons. He finally found the chapter on Blood Drinking Sword after searching further. Darryl’s heart was racing while he read about it.

Lixien didn’t give a glance to Leen and continued examining the sword. If it’s from seven mountains, then this must be the ‘Flaming Red Fire of Lava’. It was a sword that everyone is obsessed with. It’s a sword that chooses his master. It also can talk from others' descriptions. She squinted her eyes. Why is Vailn giving her such a precious gift? She snapped her fingers and blinked. Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate?

Said a young man in annoyance while holding his paralyzed right hand. “You're right, Jue Xuan. this poison is so strong, we can't pull out the needle by hand” said another young man holding his paralyzed left hand. “Fei Li, Jue Xuan, step aside first. I'll pull it out using my two swords” said another youth while holding his two short swords which were Grade 3 Spirit Swords. “Be careful, Wu Qian. This poison cannot be underestimated.” Jue Xuan said. As soon as Wu Qian wanted to pinch the needle with his two swords, he was stopped by the voice of someone behind him.

The God-killing Sword, the most powerful sword movement of the Gentleman Sword. Every time he attacked, he was invincible. Wu Qiuhong stared at Yang Xiao with a cold face, as if Yang Xiao would die under the sword of the God of Massacre.

The woman let out a quick shout, in mid-air steeply appeared an immortal sword, but see that the immortal sword body snow white, and the Immaculate Immortal Sword is very similar to the famous sword of Kunlun "Su Wen" "Look at the sword!" The woman rushed forward, holding the hilt of the sword, the blade of the sword on the white aura increased greatly, a sword to Xiao Chen stabbed the past, this sword momentum is majestic, straight to make the wind and clouds, ice and snow flying, completely unlike from a woman's hand, visible at this moment the woman's hate has a lot of weight. "Clang!" With a snapping sound, Xiao Chen condensed his palm to resist the stabbing immortal sword, and at this m

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.

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”