1 Result in the "Novels" category
-
Wudang's sword. And the martial arts of the Wudang Sect Leader that had not been inferior to the Divine Sword Group Leader's prestige for decades. Before facing Profound Void Immortal, Jeong Yeon-shin had anticipated the sword technique of yielding to overcome the unyielding. Sword forms that gently suppress any strong attack. Wudang's studies were generally known to the jianghu in such terms. Experiencing it firsthand, it was not so. Profound Void Immortal's Pine Gate Ancient Sword crushedâŠ-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
-
Chapter
Chapter 379 – Under Heaven (3)
Those who survive into old age in the demonic path, which is known as the hell of the mortal world. If they had to weigh honor against life, they would naturally choose life. But this was a story that anyone would find difficult to accept at face value. The Pure Demon Alliance Leader, who had been speaking with a terrifying voice imbued with powerful energy, now spoke without the resonance of six-directional spirit energy. It was a very distant voice. To recognize his actual voice, one wouldâŠ-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
-
Chapter
Chapter 444 – Sunset Flag (6)
Even a seemingly leisurely ceremonial formation becomes a solemn battle stance when Desolate Fortress's purple is involved. Despite having both hands behind his back, a divine sword was floating beside him on its own. Just that alone caused the ground to shake, transmitting violent vibrations all the way to the top of the hall. Dust rose from the roof fragments and flowed down around Jeong Yeon-shin like fog. Hooo- The eyes of Ming Cult Leader within the silver mask curved like crescentâŠ-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
-
Chapter
Chapter 213 – Ancient Knight
The person most astonished by the unbelievable sight was Kang Hyuk-su. âSlicing through a guard along with its armorâŠ?â Having fought them himself, he knew just how tough the guardsâ armor was. He also understood the immense damage required to cut through both armor and body in one strike. âJust how high is his damage outputâŠ?â The other party members were equally stunned. âWow! Magic Swordsman, did you just kill it in one hit?â one exclaimed. âI didnât even see theâŠ-
826.1âK • Ongoing
-
-
Hyeon Won-chang spoke with a raw voice. No energy infused his tone. It did not carry far. However, the setting was the central dueling platform. The promotion exam was a rare event in Desolate Fortress. Many of the warriors remaining at headquarters attended. They sat like guests at a feast, and among them, few were not masters. It meant their auditory perception training was exceptional. They could easily hear the voice of Desolate Fortressâs Great Tongue Sword. Kang Yoon-chan, eyes wide,âŠ
-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
-
Several shoulders among the silhouettes surrounding Jeong Yeon-shin's bed lowered slightly. They seemed to be consciously suppressing bodies that had almost flinched undignifiedly. It was the realm of complete unity of essence, energy, and spirit. All were Black-rank. Only brilliant figures were present. 'That person is...' Jeong Yeon-shin's eyebrows rose slightly. Even amid the thick dust, one person was clearly visible. A tall, gaunt middle-aged man. In the martial world, he was calledâŠ
-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
-
Techniques for handling armor are rare. It's no exaggeration to say that there are only three widely known martial lineages in the world. The Yao tribe of the North, the military forces opposing them, and the Ten Perfections Sect of Sichuan. Martial artists enjoy the order created by the country while shamelessly carrying blades without any particular qualification, but wearing armor privately is close to treason, incomparable to merely carrying swords. This is why the Ten Perfections Sect isâŠ
-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
-
Chapter
Chapter 498 – Martial World
Hubei Province, Xiangyang. In the pitch-black night sky, a crescent moon like someone's nail marks cast dim light. The palace complex of Desolate Fortress's main castle, made of pristine white marble, absorbed even such faint moonlight like parched earth during drought. That's why it remained pale even in the depths of winter night. Radiant Demon Wing Hall was the same. Rustle. A swordsman wearing a dark hood and eyepatch entered the Wing Leader's office. His black robe hem that reached downâŠ-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
-
"Great Hero Tang." "Speak." "When I think about it, it's quite strange." "What is?" "The Dark Heaven Emperor. His death cry was truly resounding. They say that in life he so desperately sought Wudang's founding patriarch... that is, Immortal Zhang Sanfeng, but I wonder what he would have requested if he had actually met him? If he were like other swordsmen, he would have asked for a demonstration of the wisdom sword." "Look here, Hyeon-ga." "I've told you several times that I'm HyeonâŠ
-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
-
Chapter
Chapter 252 – Ascension (2)
It was a pinnacle moment. The air wrapped around his right armâs skin like soft down. It felt like dancing with a sword in a dream. Not directed at Shaanxiâs top demon. He didnât perceive Wei Ke-xiang as a person. To him, the man was merely an obstacle blocking the path to his niece. No matter how powerful the opponent, it was the same. He was tired of the martial worldâs great evils toying with his motherâs home and cherished kin as they pleased. As a black-rank of DesolateâŠ-
1.7âM • Ongoing
-
- Previous 1 … 17 18 19 … 110 Next
