C63 Wooden Pillar Technique.

Ma Yuanwu struck out with his palm, and traces of wilted trees appeared in all directions. In an instant, a large yellow palm print the size of a field appeared out of nowhere, crushing the air and pressing down on Yang Fann!

"Good timing!"

Yang Fann shouted coldly, not showing any weakness. The inner force in his body surged like a tide, and he directly threw out a punch