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.

they saw Zen had turned into a blur, they were so surprised that

could not help but

time, Bob realized he

he?' he wondered, looking around. He placed his sword in front of his chest horizontally and maintained maximum alert as he waited for Zen to

of wind coming from above his head, and

from above the head of Bob, Zen aimed at

sword with bare hands?' thought Bob

laughed and shouted, "You're dicing with

spiritual weapon. As it was

family before. After being burnt to red by the

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

thin, it was much sharper than

with his bare hands! Let me cut his hands

his arm hard and the sword vibrated

forward lightly and pinched the tip

shouted in his

why Zen could control 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 withdrew his sword and tried to

Bob's face turned pale when he tried to withdraw his sword. In spite of the advantages he had, he still

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

consummation of the nature level while