The old man knew he couldn't leave, nor could he negotiate his way out of an escape. Since that was the case, he would at least take one of them with him in his dying moments.
If he could take two, that would be best. At least, he would have some company in death.
After all, it wasn't in vain that he walked this world once.
The old man decided to make his move on Duan Yanran first. Killing her first would be absolutely worthwhile, after all, she had the Ancient Phoenix Bloodline.
Ling Tianyu noticed this, naturally protecting his wife behind him.
"Slash——"
The sound of sparks erupted as Ling Tianyu wielded the Tyrant's Dust Brush in his hand, rotating it rapidly towards the old man's head.
The brush rotated at such speed that it produced sparks, an astonishing sight.
The old man was shocked and quickly dodged.
Ling Tianyu took another Tyrant's Dust Brush from his wife's hand with his left hand, holding one brush in each hand.
"Bang!"
