Seeing his own attack succeed, Lin Tianming felt somewhat excited.
"Kick them when they're down, take their lives!"
Lin Tianming didn't give the injured Bloodthirsty Jiao any chance to catch a breath; he had to seize the opportunity and try to kill it if possible.
At the very least, he intended to deprive it completely of its combat ability.
In doing so, the other Bloodthirsty Jiao would definitely not be able to hold out for long, and it would eventually meet its end at his hands.
Knowing this, he leaped into the air, the Tiangang Sword in his hand once again blazing brightly.
As the Sword Qi reached its peak, he gripped the Tiangang Sword and charged at the injured Bloodthirsty Jiao, aiming to further expand his victory.
This relentless strike was even more ruthless than before. Lin Tianming's powerful momentum was unstoppable, filled with the determination to succeed at all costs.
In the shallow ditch at this moment.
