As if a thousand people were pointing fingers, everyone was his enemy.
Ye Rong's current situation was similar to this description, with hundreds of players frantically chasing him from behind.
His actions completely enraged the three clans, slapping them harshly in the face, not only causing damage to their interests but also challenging their authority in this sea area.
"Damn, I didn't see you guys so enthusiastic and brave when I killed the Giant Sword Sect's Leader just now. How come you are so passionate and fearless now? Do you really think I am easy to bully?"
Ye Rong's flight speed had a certain advantage over these players, and it was not difficult for him to escape. None of them could catch up to him. He could easily shake off these players by flying more than ten miles away.
