Liu Haoran watched more and more people fall, only to be stunned. If he had been fighting in there, he would have had no idea how he died, completely unable to detect it.
Ling Tianyu's speed was too fast, almost too quick to see any trace.
Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!
The only words he could use to describe Ling Tianyu were these three. His moves were clean and decisive, without any hesitation.
He did not oppose his brother doing such underhanded things, as it was targeted at enemies. Naturally, there was no problem, and he even had a trace of admiration. Since knowing him, Ling Tianyu had only given him one impression.
Brutally efficient!
To be Ling Tianyu's enemy, being targeted by him, was unimaginable.
At that moment, Ling Tianyu redirected his gaze to the elders of the God and Strange Two Clans. This time, he wanted to eliminate them together. Without the elders, the two clan leaders would lose their right-hand men, giving them enough trouble to deal with.