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In contrast, Johanson had decided to kill Zen. And so, Zen had no scruples anymore!

In fact, Zen had been on his guard for Johanson's killing intent since the very beginning. And Zen could tell that Saint Zara and Saint Viana were behind all this. Nonetheless, he couldn't be sure. Therefore, he would not point it out in front of all the disciples of Cloud Sect as he had no evidence yet.

While keeping a lookout for Johanson, Zen also figured out what he was thinking. If Johanson wanted to have a prolonged tangle with Zen, Zen could do nothing about it.

However, now that Johanson was enraged by his one remark, Zen knew that despite his great power, he was not a very skilled assassin. And that was why Zen just flopped onto the ground and said offensive things that would lead the disciples of Cloud Sect to provoke Johanson further.

As Johanson felt that Zen had blocked his soul attack, his expression changed!

He came to realize that he had made a huge mistake!

'The soul attack of Zen that Vale just described is definitely one of his trump cards!

How can it be? How is it possible? His body is already formidably strong for a man at the second-grade of the nature level, but how can his soul be so tough as well? My soul attack didn't hurt him at all? Is he a human being?'

Just as Johanson was trying to rationalize his opponent's abilities, Zen had launched his counterattack, the Spiritual Thorn.

In an instant, the soul thorn pierced Johanson's brain. Johanson felt a powerful force assault his soul, and the pain caused nearly sent him into a coma.

Zen's prior opponents,

soul was far stronger than that of a normal practitioner's. Hence, Johanson's soul managed to withstand

was in excruciating pain, he did not pass out. He might have lost the match on the spiritual level, but he still had his

short sword penetrates Zen's body, there is absolutely no hope for

precisely at this moment, he saw the

knife?' Johanson snorted. 'He wants to

sword was a fairy weapon!

were also a fairy weapon, after being damaged, the heavenly essence it contained would disperse as time went by. The more severe the damage, the faster

knife in Zen's hand, Johanson assumed that it was,

of stopping Johanson's snake-shaped

weapons clashed, Johanson

air. And Johanson's eyes widened when he

by a right-angled collision of two flying blades. It was merely an

head-on, Johanson's snake-shaped short sword would probably have broken!

How can it still be

he felt, the broken flying knife soared toward his forehead. When Johanson realized what was happening, he was scared out of his wits. If

suddenly surged inside Johanson. He leaned back to dodge the broken flying knife. The escape was narrow as the broken flying

himself back, he hid among the shadows in mid-air.