"This guy is very dangerous!"
Zhang Manman discarded her bow and arrow and drew a long sword, "The main problem is his magical treasure. As for vitality, he has at most 3."
Su Jie had also understood the situation.
The youth with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes might really be a cultivator.
Beheading someone from thousands of miles away—
These words were no exaggeration.
The magical treasure was excessively powerful.
If one said that the weapons used by players were cold weapons, then the cold weapons used by cultivators were only cold in appearance but actually high-energy explosive weapons.
This was a dimensionality reduction attack!
However, this didn't mean the youth would definitely win.
Such a powerful weapon definitely shouldn't be something a youth with only about 3 vitality could wield; it was like an infant swinging a hammer or holding a musket.
Though it could be used, the burden must have been great.
