Ye Mo looked at this scene and sneered continuously. The man in front of him attacked without distinguishing right from wrong, just like the Xuanming Bone Crocodile.
"Want to kill me?"
Ye Mo snorted coldly, the Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist shot out directly, the punch swift as lightning, countless black Immortal Thunders leaping on his fist, tearing the heavens.
Boom!
The punch met the palm, resulting in a massive explosion. The Wind-Riding Divine Boat was directly suppressed, yet Ye Mo stood motionless. The middle-aged man, however, was rocked by the punch, his blood and energy churning.
"Ye Mo brother, that bald elder is nearby. I bet all of Gao Family's goods have been raided by him, and now he's eyeing you."
The little girl and Little Jing had already hidden inside the Sumeru ring when the other party attacked.
"Raiding Gao Family's merchant ships isn't enough, now he wants to play the fisherman."
