Fēng Mó was secretly astonished, feeling that Zhang Ruochen’s chariot must be of a very high battle rank. Otherwise, it would be impossible to so effortlessly deflect the full force of the Wanwen Sacred Artifact.,"Are you trying to reap the rewards without doing any work" Fang Yi snorted coldly. 。Zhang Ruochin said, “When it comes to shamelessness, you're unmatched. Back then, you and those holy beings from the Dao Prison Realm forced us into the canyon to die. I’ve never forgotten that score.” 。Thinking about this, Fang Yi's heart surged with even greater anger, and he said: "Well, since you're here, let's settle all our grievances and old scores once and for all." 。"Party B's two hands, pressed against the temples, exerted all his strength to stimulate the Baihui acupoint between the eyebrows. " 。The next moment, a white beam of light shot out from his brow and struck the charging golden chariot. 。,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. 。。