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.

Zen had turned into a blur, they were so surprised

fast!" Roger could not

the same time, Bob realized he could not

wondered, looking around. He placed his sword in front of his

hint of wind coming from above his head, and then he waved his

Bob, Zen aimed at Bob's

sword with bare hands?' thought Bob

shouted, "You're dicing

middle-grade spiritual weapon. As it was made of

sent to the weapon-refining workshop of his family before. After being burnt to red by the

have broken soon after the slightest touch. Only when it was made with the Polaris steel, which was tough enough,

was much sharper than ordinary swords.

young man grab my sword with

arm hard and the sword vibrated quickly before cutting towards Zen's wrist.

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

Bob shouted in

degree. Sometimes fast, other times slow. The man's moves were so unpredictable! Although Zen pinched his

In spite

only pinching the sword blade with two fingers, it would have been much easier for him to apply force on the sword.

the nature level while Zen had