While recovering the spiritual power in his body, the young man observed Zhimo's movements, and he always felt that something was not right from the beginning, what was it?

…… Hand?

That's right! In hand!

He remembered what he saw yesterday was a short knife and a dagger, and he did the same at the beginning of today, but now, he only had a dagger in his hand, and the knife was gone!

The young man suddenly raised his vigilance a little more, if a person changes the habit of attacking all along, he must have changed the way of fighting, besides, this young man is not a simple person to deal with!

The unknown is the most terrifying, and that's true.

After the young man couldn't perceive what Zhimo's back hand was, his vigilance was almost at a critical point, cold sweat began to come out, and the speed at which the spirit stone in his hand was transformed into spiritual power was also a little faster.

Neither of them moved, the youth was recovering, and Zhimo was waiting.

He held a dagger in his right hand and a lustrous jade the size of a pigeon's egg in his left hand, spinning nonchalantly...... He wasn't as relaxed as he seemed.

After noticing that there was no way to break through the opponent's defense line in a short period of time, Zhimo abandoned the short knife and replaced it with a Xuan Xian.

Although the immortal is a semi-finished product, it also has the quality of a spiritual weapon, and it is still a spirit stone, after he recognized the master, he laid his mark, and he called the spiritual power in it to replenish the true yuan consumed by himself, and there was no difficulty in transforming it...... It's not like the young man on the other side who relied on spirit stones to recover, all the spiritual power that is supplemented is mixed and impure, and it will not be able to be completely refined for a while!

He had been recovering since a long time ago, and now that he had been working hard for a while, the true yuan he had consumed had almost completely recovered.

It just so happened that looking at the nervous appearance of the young man opposite, it seemed that he was ...... It's almost the limit, right?

"Hey!"

Zhimo suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, raised a vicious arc, and raised his head and shouted at the young man opposite.

"What?" The young man, who was already nervous, was frightened by his sudden sound, his body shook, and his face was not very good.

"Let you be careful, if you sign a life and death certificate, life and death are not up to you, it depends on your own creation." When Zhimo spoke, his figure had already rushed over quickly, and he replaced the short knife by the way.

"Damn it!" The young man cursed, and his figure retreated sharply.

When he reacted, Zhimo had already narrowed the distance by half, and this distance was a bit dangerous! He's not good at hand-to-hand combat, and Zhimo happens to be good at close combat, and it's obviously not good for him to hit hard!

What does he mean by carefulness? Trick him?

The young man was shocked.

He knew that this young man was not easy to deal with, so he used all his sharpest attacks as soon as he came up, but a quarter of an hour passed, and the other party was still safe and sound, and he himself was about to run out of true yuan.

He thought that the other party might also be at the end of the crossbow, but now it seems that there is nothing to do, and he has launched an attack on him, how can he not be frightened?

As...... Test?

Thinking about it, his movements paused, and when he raised his hand, there were two bursting meteor spells, and the sparks in the sky exploded, heading towards the ink.

"Humph! Spells that you can use not only you! ”

Zhimo snorted coldly and rushed towards him without dodging, unleashing the defensive spell. This level of attack doesn't require him to expose his hole cards!

Seeing Zhimo rushing directly over, the young man was a little surprised, but Zhimo would not give him a chance to react. All he could see was the two-way outstretched hand in an arc in the air.

In the hand, empty!