When patience had run out, there was no need to endure any longer!
"He's over there!"
A bolt of lightning flashed in Lin Ran's eyes as he looked through the crowd and found the white-haired youth.
"Kill!"
The husband and wife had encountered the murderer of their son. Naturally, they erupted with boundless fury, transforming into two thunderstorm clouds that smashed through everything around them and blasted toward Li Tianming.
"Little Imperial Son, do you need help?!" Li Nianjiao asked nervously, having just been entangled by Nangong Zhao.
"You're worrying too much. I have the Celestial Pole Stars." Li Tianming did not even glance at the two thunderstorm clouds. Instead, he said to Li Nianjiao, "Hurry up. Be more ruthless."
"Yes!" Li Nianjiao nodded excitedly.
Only after speaking did Li Tianming turn toward the two thunderstorm clouds, his face indifferent!
Boom!
Boom!
The instant he turned, a blade and a sword—two Eonic God artifacts—tore through the air with dense, disorderly lightning serpents, slashing toward Li Tianming's head. At that moment, the heavens seemed to have been ripped into fragments!
Boom! Boom!
The two black-and-white Celestial Pole Stars beside Li Tianming shook, forming a black-and-white shield that blocked the blade and sword while blasting the two thunderstorm clouds into the sky.
Li Tianming himself did not move at all. He remained where he was, and even his clothes had not fluttered.
He raised his head, looked at the twisted faces of Lin Ran and Liu Shuang, and laughed. "What? Haven't you eaten? Keep going."
"You're courting death!"
The two still refused to believe it and charged down again. In a brief instant, they unleashed hundreds of blade and sword strikes, every move stirring flames and lightning like giant dragons as they hacked madly at Li Tianming. The surrounding mountains and rocks