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.

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

Roger could not help

same time, Bob realized he could not perceive Zen either.

sword in front of his

from above his head, and then he waved

the head of Bob, Zen aimed at Bob's sword blade.

sword with bare hands?' thought

shouted,

middle-grade spiritual weapon. As it was made

weapon-refining workshop of his family before. After being burnt to

sword had been made of ordinary material, it would have broken soon after the

thin, it was much sharper than ordinary swords.

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

and the sword vibrated

hand forward lightly and pinched

fast!' Bob shouted in

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

turned pale when he tried to withdraw his sword. In spite of the advantages he had, he still failed to grab his

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

nature level while Zen had just