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.

Bob returned. When they saw Zen had turned into a blur, they were so surprised that they

could not help but cry out.

time, Bob realized he could not perceive Zen

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

a small hint of wind coming from above his head,

out from above the head of Bob, Zen aimed at Bob's sword

my sword with bare hands?'

he laughed and shouted, "You're dicing with

sword in Bob's hand was a middle-grade spiritual weapon. As it was

been sent to the weapon-refining workshop of his family before. After being burnt to red by the weapon refiner, the sword blade had become nearly

imagine how thin it was! Being so thin, if the sword had been made of 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 ordinary

my sword with his bare hands! Let me

arm hard and the sword vibrated quickly before

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

fast!' Bob shouted in his

man's moves were so unpredictable! Although Zen pinched his sword blade, Bob did not

sword. In spite of the

was holding the sword handle, whereas Zen was only pinching the sword blade with two fingers,

level while Zen had just reached the first-grade of