"Ye Mo, no wonder you were able to kill my son. I didn't expect your presence to be so powerful, but in front of me, I can still easily kill you."
Zi Long suddenly roared, his aura surged like a tidal wave, sweeping up, and he threw a powerful punch.
Bang!
The punch was like Mount Tai pressing down, suddenly launched, and in an instant, the air exploded, with distorted Xuan Aura emanating everywhere.
This punch also contained the Power of Time, freezing the space where Ye Mo stood, slowing down the flow of time.
Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist!
Ye Mo stood motionless, like a spear, upright in the void, suddenly punching forward.
Crash!
The two fists collided, the space shattered, and thunder roared.
Ye Mo was hit and retreated several steps in the air. Looking at Zi Long, he sneered repeatedly. Although Ye Mo was at a disadvantage in the collision, he was probing.
