"Run!"
Someone screamed, face bloodless as they fled for their lives.
The ripples of a Sacred Weapon swept over them. Though they were not the target, it was all too easy to be caught in the crossfire. Even a Martial King Ninth Layer expert could not control the power of a Sacred Weapon.
Mighty waves from the divine weapon swept in from afar, shattering the clouds and making heaven and earth tremble.
"Lend me the Sacred Weapon!"
Feng Hua's expression changed as well. Only a Sacred Weapon could contend against a Sacred Weapon. Even an invincible Martial King Ninth Layer expert could only perish when facing one.
With a flip of his wrist, Wei Fan produced the Dragon Pattern Gilded Bottle and handed it to Feng Hua.
He dearly wanted to summon the Human Emperor Bell and slaughter them all, but he forcibly held himself back. The Human Emperor Bell was far too unusual; it was not a weapon.
There were too many people here, too many eyes. Unless he could silence every last one of them, he should not use it unless absolutely necessary. This was not the Wasteland, after all. There were far too many powerful experts here.
"Protect yourself!"
After taking the Dragon Pattern Gilded Bottle, Feng Hua charged toward Zhilan Sect's Grand Elder.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
As Wei Fan shouted a warning to those around him, he once again took out Guangling Sect's Sacred Weapon divine sword and gripped it in his hand. He was not at ease about Feng Hua.
Feng Hua was only at the Martial King Seventh Layer, while Zhilan Sect's Grand Elder was a supreme Martial King Ninth Layer expert. Feng Hua was likely no match for him.
Boom!
The Dragon Pattern Gilded Bottle rapidly