"Not only was he not running, he even dreamed of taking a Sacred Weapon head-on with his bare hands. He was simply courting death!"
The Qilin Ape leader controlling the Azure Flame Sea-Covering Cudgel wore a face full of mockery, as though he could already see Wei Fan being blasted apart by the Sacred Weapon!
Only a Sacred Weapon could contend against a Sacred Weapon. Even Wei Fan's Mysterious Yellow Cauldron was nothing more than scrap metal before one, let alone a body of flesh and blood.
"What is he trying to do? Is he going to use his flesh and blood to contend against a Sacred Weapon? He should be relying on speed and technique to win!"
"With his strength, his speed must be terrifying. As long as he cannot be hit, even a Sacred Weapon is useless. What is Wei Fan thinking?"
The Human King Wus of Yunjin City were all stunned by Wei Fan's actions. Was he not afraid of being swept into ashes by colliding his physical body with the Sacred Weapon itself?
"He is actually not using the Five Emperors Fist!"
Expectation flickered in Feng Hua's eyes. Only she understood that Wei Fan was not courting death.
Wei Fan's heart pounded wildly. Under the pressure of the Sacred Weapon, his Primordial Spirit opened its eyes and trembled within his sea of consciousness. The might of his will swept through his body, making him heat up as potential was released from every corner of his flesh.
"Crack..."
At the instant of collision, the White Tiger phantom scattered and the blade light exploded, transforming into pure force that surged in every direction.
In that close-range clash, the light around Wei Fan twisted and extinguished, revealing his powerful, muscular body.
Of course, much of the fluctuation emitted by