Bang bang bang- Before the two fists even touched, the sound of air exploding created a huge ravine in the earth between them.
Crack- Ye Mo's fist finally clashed with the old man's, and as a huge pain came from his fist, Ye Mo knew his bones were shattered.
But Ye Mo knew that the old man wasn't much better of than him. His inner qi was strong, but it wasn't dao cultivation essence. He was also old, and his body was weaker. The old man probably took a bigger hit than him. Ye Mo sneeringly took a lotus life pill and was about to fight again.
"Wait-" The old man waved his hand, "I'm old, so I have to admit defeat. If we keep fighting, my two hands will become disabled."
Ye Mo stopped and smiled, "So that means I can burn this palace down now, and you won't have any objections?"
