Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

He had triggered the explosion of his life vitality directly. Bob never imagined that the energy of the explosion would be so horrible, it even eliminated all his chilly water drops!

It was why Bob panicked. He wondered why Zen's life vitality was so powerful. The energy of the little stars in Zen's life vitality was so great that Bob's heart trembled.

However, as a master at consummation of the nature level, Bob's mind had already tampered in various kinds of situations in the process of cultivating from a beginner to such a high level.

He realized that besides keeping himself calm, he should counterattack his opponents immediately.

After sensing Zen's location, Bob waved his sword to him. He waved so hard that the sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was almost bent to its breaking point. Then, tens of thousands of chilly water drops suddenly shot out.

'Anyhow, these water droplets should be able to hold off Zen's attack, ' Bob thought to himself.

However, he had gravely underestimated Zen's speed.

In fact, Zen had not dodged those water droplets, not because he could not deflect any of them, but that he just did not try.

Since the situation was quite different at this instant, he tried his best to suppress Bob.

The Phoenix Crystal in his right arm suddenly gleamed. The energy coursed through his veins and then spread all over his body.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Zen turned into a blur. Like a gust of wind, he dispersed those chilly water drops from the sky covered by them.

Roger, Cao and Bob returned. When they saw Zen had turned into a blur, they were

could not help

the same time, Bob realized he

of his chest horizontally and maintained maximum alert as he waited for

coming from above his head, and then he waved his sword upward

the head of Bob, Zen aimed

to grab my sword with bare hands?'

shouted,

a middle-grade spiritual weapon. As it was made of

After being burnt to red

ordinary material, it would have broken soon after the slightest touch. Only when it was made with the Polaris steel, which was tough enough, could the sword be refined

so narrowly thin, it was much sharper than

dare the young man grab my sword with his bare hands! Let me cut his hands

hard and the

smile, Zen pushed his right hand forward lightly and pinched the tip of Bob's sword

shouted in

his speed to such a degree. Sometimes fast, other times slow. The man's moves were so unpredictable! Although Zen pinched his sword blade, Bob did not worry about it. He suddenly

his sword. In spite of the advantages he had,

sword blade with two fingers, it would have

while Zen had just reached the first-grade of the nature level.