The White-clothed Island Country Elder was engulfed in an endless murderous aura. Accompanied by a harsh buzzing sound, he slightly bent his body and, like a missile, shot towards Chu Mo.
His speed was incredibly fast. Although he was five or six meters away from Chu Mo, he closed the distance in the blink of an eye.
In that instant, the entire atmosphere was fiercely echoed by the powerful presence of the White-clothed Island Country Elder.
Immediately after, he leaped into the air, raising his foot like a raging tornado and violently attacking Chu Mo's head.
"This Island Country old dog is kind of interesting!"
In the same second, Chu Mo's expression became slightly stern, but the corner of his mouth curled into an extreme cold sneer: "Old thing, you think your entrance is badass? Young master here guarantees to break your damn dog legs later!"
Chu Mo's extreme mockery made the charging White-clothed Island Country Elder's aged face turn furious in mid-air.
