Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Jerrison had a tiny strand of dark purple flame jumping around on his palm. Although the dark purple flame wasn't as strong as Merk's pink flame, it had a distinctive characteristic, the flame wouldn't be extinguished.

Specifically, the purple flame could set nearly everything in the world ablaze, even if it were on the surface of the water, giving it the appearance of being indestructible.

However, it wasn't a true immortal flame since a weapon refiner of his grade wouldn't be able to possess one.

It seemed Merk had no intention of letting the matter drop as he threatened, "You'd be wise to tell me the secrets of making the weapon and give me your sword, or you'll be nothing more than ashes when my flame finishes with you!"

Strands of demonic life vitality rose from deep under Zen's skin, amassing on his hands. As it grew, the demonic life vitality spread across his hands, engulfing the Streamer Sword. Zen became amazingly powerful, as demonic life vitality imbued with fairy weapon energy coursed through him.

"Have you forgotten you're masters at the Cloud Sect? Shame on you for acting in such a manner! Since I came to Quenching Peak and made a fairy weapon, you must realize I'm not afraid to face you! Didn't that cross your minds? And just look at yourselves now. You are acting so greedy! Fine, if that is how you want to be, you can pay the price!" stated Zen sneering.

"Merk, get on with it! Catch him, and I'm sure he'll tell us everything we want to know!" said Jerrison loudly. He was concerned after he saw Zen's dreadful appearance, but he kept his concerns to himself. After all, in his opinion, Zen couldn't be better than someone who was in the nature level at the seventh grade.

Merk stood next to him and didn't hesitate to wave his hand. As he did, two peach blossom-like flames rushed to Zen.

This was the first time Zen used Streamer Sword, and it was basic swordsmanship.

As the name implied, it was the most basic battle form of swordsmanship. There weren't many moves.

technique was

with lots of others

there was a problem with

in his arm. Using the energy of the Phoenix

was improved to the extreme, its nature would be completely changed. For example, the

as he watched the flames rush at him before lifting his arm, and slicing at them

"Swish!"

sliced through the air, it looked like a fluttering piece of long, narrow cloth.

plunged through the flames with demonic life vitality poured in little

to a light

life vitality into fire through meditation, they refined weapons. Demonic life vitality devoured the flames easily, just like it did to the opponents' life

were completely engulfed and

dark-purple fires jumped to his hand. He smirked and said, "Were

was a natural enemy to martial artists who practiced cultivation methods with fire attribute. Besides, their fire was used to make

that Zen could take his fire away, and as Jerrison watched, a grim look spread across his face too.

Zen's bizarre skills. Hence, it was natural that these two weapon refiners who couldn't be compared to those saints at all would feel