A radiance of myriad patterns burst forth with complete power, forming a halo of holy energy. 。,As the golden chariot of King Jin was about to crush Fang Yi, he remained unfazed. He bit his tongue tip and instantly, bloody red lines appeared on his face, extending from his lips all the way to his eyebrows, merging into Bai Weixing. 。,In Fang Yi's view, Zhang Ruochen, who was desperately fighting against Dongliu Jianzun, would definitely not be able to avoid this sword. 。。