C63 The Art of Pillar
C63 The Art of Pillar
"Good timing!"
Yang Fann shouted coldly. He showed no signs of weakness. The inner force in his body surged like a tidal wave. He threw out a punch that far exceeded the Thousand Cauldron Strength. It exploded and wreaked havoc in the world!
The terrifying force that could topple mountains and overturn seas instantly shattered the Great Palm of Life and Death. In all directions, the air exploded like layers of mirrors!
"What?! He blocked that strike! How is that possible? " Ma Yuanwu looked at Yang Fann with a look of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost," My Life and Death Palm had killed many strong enemies, and even many Nine Heavens experts had no choice but to retreat. You are merely a junior of the Outer Sect, how could you possibly defend against it? "
"I want to hit you too!" Yang Fann let out a ferocious laugh. His body tore through the air, and in the blink of an eye, he had crossed dozens of meters and appeared in front of Ma Yuanwu. He then threw out a punch with his right fist!
Wild Bull Mountain Opening Fist!
Vaguely, the shadow of an ancient Manniu was roaring at the sky behind Yang Fann.
A huge aura instantly enveloped Ma Yuanwu!
Ma Yuanwu, who was still in shock, could not imagine that Yang Fann would still dare to resist, and that he could even unleash such a violent force. Immediately, a bad omen of being controlled surged up in his heart!
However, he had experienced countless of battles, and he had been on the brink of death several times. His combat experience was far richer than that of ordinary people. At this critical moment, Ma Yuanwu had become even calmer. It was already too late for him to dodge, and he could only face it head on!
With a thought in his mind, Ma Yuanwu threw a punch forward in shock. He refused to believe that he, a Nine Heavens Huge Perfection martial artist, could not defeat a little brat!
A terrifying Qi wave swept across the surroundings, it could tear apart everything in its path and wreak havoc in all directions!
Yang Fann retreated seven steps in a row, each step leaving a huge hole in the ground.
Ma Yuanwu didn't feel good either. He even retreated more than ten steps, and only then did he stop retreating. After all, he had suffered a small loss because of his hasty attack!
"No wonder you dared to snatch the treasure of Ma family. You are indeed powerful!" Ma Yuanwu took a deep breath and calmed down the surging blood in his body. For the first time, a trace of seriousness flashed across his eyes as he looked at Yang Fann. The strength that Yang Fann just displayed was even greater than many Ninth-layer Martial Cultivator warriors. Yang Fann could be said to be a formidable opponent that he had met in his life!
In the next moment.
A terrifying killing intent flashed across Ma Yuanwu's eyes. He lunged forward and attacked Yang Fann with both of his palms.
"Am I afraid of you?"
Yang Fann showed no signs of weakness. Instead of retreating, he advanced!
The fist and palm collided. The Life and Death Palm versus the Bull Pulse Open Fist. One of them was extremely ancient. Wherever it passed, life force would wither. The other was as powerful as a bull, as if the ancient Manniu had descended from the heavens. It was invincible!
For a moment, they were evenly matched. A terrifying Qi explosion was created with the two of them as the center, wreaking havoc in the world. Numerous Wind Vortex emerged in a radius of three hundred meters. It was like the end of the world. Any ordinary Seventh Layer martial artist who accidentally stumbled into it would be shredded into pieces by the terrifying whirlwind in a matter of minutes.
When their fists and palms collided once again, Yang Fann and Ma Yuanwu, who had fought countless times, finally separated. At this moment, Yang Fann's breathing had not changed much except for a slight shortness of breath. As for Ma Yuanwu, he no longer had the demeanor of an expert like before. His hair was in a mess. His cotton was pale, and there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. His green robe was tattered. It was obvious that he had suffered a great loss in this battle!
"No, I can't continue like this!" Ma Yuanwu's expression was unprecedentedly solemn. He was nearly a hundred years old, and his Qi and blood had begun to decline. If he continued to wear it out, he would only be defeated in the end. Suddenly, a resolute look flashed across Ma Yuanwu's face. "Looks like I can only use that move. "
Ma Yuanwu's expression was ferocious, and he let out a roar like a wild beast. Suddenly, he held his hands in the air, and an endless amount of energy rolled and rolled in his hands. Withered leaves flew above his head, and the wood was dense and dense!
The autumn wind was blowing, and the weather was cold. The plants were swaying, and the dew was turning into frost!
A group of withering concepts spread out and swept across the world!
"He's going to fight with his life on the line!" Yang Fann's expression turned serious as he became fully alert. The inner forces in his body surged like tidal waves, and the aura around his body rose steadily, without any restraint!
Between Ma Yuanwu's arms, the energy turned into a wooden pillar.
This wooden stake was three meters long, and it was covered with dried skin. It was mottled, ancient, and heavy like a mountain!
"You are actually able to force me to use this move. You can die in peace under the nine springs!" Ma Yuanwu slightly opened his eyes, and the depths of his eyes turned into the color of dead wood.
"Go to hell!"
Ma Yuanwu roared furiously. The inner force in his body surged crazily. He pushed his hands in the air, and in an instant, the ancient wooden stake disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before!
"What?! It's gone!" Yang Fann was shocked. Suddenly, his expression changed, "It's behind me!"
At some point in time, an ancient wooden pole about three meters long appeared behind Yang Fann. It was smashing down with the force of Mount Tai. Wherever it passed, the Void would be crushed, and the sound of a huge tree rolling could be heard. It made people feel as if they had fallen into a primitive forest. The towering trees in all directions collapsed together.
Before the wooden pillars even arrived, the ground with Yang Fann as the center had already cracked open like a spider web!
"Swift Wind Kick!"
At this moment, it was too late for Yang Fann to defend himself. He could only use all his strength to dodge this fatal strike. Unfortunately, it was too late. Even though Yang Fann had tried his best to increase his speed and transform into a gust of wind, he was still struck in the back by the wooden stake formed by the vigorous energy!
The ground within a few dozen feet of Yang Fann exploded, forming a deep pit!
Yang Fann fell to the ground in an instant, constantly twitching!
Ma Yuanwu was also breathing heavily. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead. His face was pale and colorless. He was almost exhausted!
This "Great Pillars Technique" was his most powerful killing technique. Not only was it extremely powerful, but it was also extremely powerful. The most important thing was that it was unpredictable and unpredictable. It was impossible to guard against it. He had previously used it to kill many experts, but the side effects were not small either. He only used it once. He had almost used up all of the aura in his body. If he could not kill the enemy with a single strike. . . He would be the one to die. Unless it was a life or death situation, he could not move lightly!
But very quickly, a trace of complacency climbed up on Ma Yuanwu's face, "You can die under my wooden pillar technique! It's my honor to have you die under my Great Pillars Technique!"
As he spoke, he tremblingly walked towards Yang Fann, preparing to collect his spoils of war. For Yang Fann to have such combat strength at such a young age, he must have had some incredible fortuitous encounters. But now, all of this had been taken advantage of by him!
Right at this moment.
"I'm in pain!"