"Let's all go at once, kill him and then take out a few more Yang family disciples!"
Li Tianming shouted. Given the strength Wei Fan had shown earlier, if he unleashed that terrifying Great Tripod again, neither of them might be able to handle Wei Fan alone.
Because the power of the Martial Saint is also time-limited; they cannot remain this strong forever.
Their combined strength struck the sky, like two bolts of thunder tearing through the void, this time they took the initiative to attack Wei Fan.
"Can't you fight properly? Do you have to force me to use my ultimate move?"
Hearing that Li Tianming and Sun Wu wanted to kill Yang family members, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
With a flip of his wrist, the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle appeared in his hand.
