Smack!
That cute, pretty face with its big eyes was smashed inward by the power and lightning of the Demon Heaven Arm, like a lump of dough punched flat. It stretched open and cracked apart on the spot, starblood spraying everywhere.
"Ah—"
Jiang Xiu'er, a dignified eighth cosmic chart cultivator, was the type with a high realm but slightly weaker combat strength. She was the weakest of the four. Li Tianming's face-smashing punch landed squarely on her features, instantly turning her into an ugly freak.
The attack to her face was only one part of it. Almost at the same moment, Li Tianming's right hand viciously grabbed at Jiang Xiu'er's trembling Heavenly Pattern barrier, leaving five claw marks that immediately turned blood-red.
"Wah!"
Jiang Xiu'er screamed again, instantly becoming pitiful and panicked. She clamped her legs together and began crying out in terror.
"Damn you, you filthy chicken thief!"
Li Tianming had actually only intended to throw one punch. That grab afterward had been Yinghuo controlling his hand and forcing it. Even Li Tianming himself hadn't been prepared for it.
"Don't act all innocent after getting the advantage! I'm the one doing the hard work, while you're the one enjoying yourself!" Yinghuo cursed.
Of course, this was their mental communication. It took only an instant.
After succeeding, Li Tianming immediately darted aside. Otherwise, Sun Xiaoyue, charging back in, would have smashed his head apart with one staff strike.
Right now, he only had the speed of Fiveway Thunderbolt. In terms of actual combat strength, he was not much stronger than a Myriadpath Valley golden-ring disciple with an eighth cosmic chart like Sun Xiaoyue.
Buzz!
He dodged aside, safe and sound!
Li Tianming laughed loudly, then turned back and gave Jiang Xiu'er a contemptuous look. "What are you pretending for? The