Yamcha's Sword Novels & Stories

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!

"You filthy lowlife! You will tremble in the face of death and face your demise as you deserve to." Cyrus opened his mouth all of a sudden, spitting out a dagger. The dagger was completely black in color. It was covered densely in runes, emitting a terrifying aura as soon as Cyrus held it. "Be careful, sir! That's a Ghost Sword, it has the power to decay anything," Yumi shouted. There were too many ninjas in the room, and many of her men were already injured. Yumi had no choice but to join the battle, two swords appearing in her hands as she slashed her way into the battlefield.

He looked back only to see that the guy standing farthest from them had his body lying on the ground dead with a large stab wound in his heart. "Who is here? Show yourself!" Tsa Xang took out his sword as he got ready to fight. The other two did the same. Tsa Xang had a blue mid-level Spirit grade sword in his hand which he received from treasure Hall; we then passed the second stage of treasure Hall. Although it was a mid-level Spirit grade sword, it was one of the weakest amongst them, as Tsa Xang had only passed to the second stage of the trial.

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!

I gave him some time to answer but when he did not, I carried on “If I share what I have with you, do you at least promise to not see me as a clown who just wants to waste your time?” King Xanthanius then leans on the table, his back to the outside door while his torso was turned in my direction “very well” I took a deep breath and released it before I spoke. “I think that sword belonged to your father. An information you might already know” “Yes. It was made on request for him” he replied. He was admitting. This could lead somewhere. “I knew this because of a dream” “A dream?” Now there’s the awkward stare. “Yes, a dream. Ever since the night the castle and I were attacked, I started having

The man said as his fighting spirit rose. “Let's fight far from here.” Ding Bang said as he looked at everyone's scared face. “Why? Are you afraid that these weak maggots got implicated?” The man smirked. He raised his right hand up in the air, a majestic black sword with dragon engraved on it appeared. Mysterious words were written on its blade up to its hilt. Its sharp edge shines in cold luster with faint diamond aura surrounding it. An indication that his sword was a Triple S rank item.

“You can’t really be thinking of drawing that sword on me, can you?” Nya asked Gator as his hand hovered above the hilt of his sword. An awkward grin spread across his face. “Of course not,” he said. He pulled his hand away. “That’s just… reflex.”

Due to their work, they rarely saw each other and since Vailan is occupied with the east monsters, he is ordering Duke Schit to kill them before they maximize in number. The sword that Vailan gave to her, from the Seven Mountains, has been serving her for over a week already. Vailan called for mages to quickly dissipate Mr. Sword’s toxins and poisons in his body and now he’s standing beside Dallan. His white sword hung around his waist with his arms crossed. Although he doesn’t have a kind manner, at least his skills are far better than any knight. Of course, Dev and he might be on par in terms of strength and skills.