C75 The Wang Family of the Provincial Capital

"Ha!"

He exhaled and opened his mouth!

Wang Ming was like an arrow released from a bow.

Crack!

Yang Shu in front of him seemed to have been hit by a huge axe, making a sound as if he could not bear it anymore.

Wood splinters flew everywhere.

Wang Ming's fist was suspended in the air in the shape of a hammer. The poplar tree fell from ninety degrees to thirty degrees from the ground