"Even now, some people still think that I, Wei Fan, am all show and no substance!"
"Boom!"
The Jiaolong Sunset Bow appeared in his hand at some unknown moment. Without wasting words, Wei Fan directly drew the bow into a full moon, emitting divine light that filled the sky with a fierce aura.
"Wei Fan, how dare you!"
The disciple of the Celestial Profound Sect, who was being targeted, changed his expression drastically. He knew the power of Wei Fan's divine bow, infamous for killing countless peak Demon Kings in Beiding Continent. Just three days ago, two Ninth-Grade Martial Kings from the Vermilion Bird Tower were shot dead by this bow without time to react.
"What wouldn't I dare? Even if a Martial Saint were here, I would dare to shoot him down."
Wei Fan released his fingers, and the arrow formed of energy transformed into a thick white light, piercing the sky as it hurtled forward.
