Suddenly, the air in the underground cave violently vibrated, accompanied by the roar of a dragon and the sound of wheels turning. 。,From the palm of Fang Yi, a small and exquisite flying knife shot out. It transformed into a slender light trace, aiming for Zhang Ruochin's brow.,In Fang Yi's view, Zhang Ruochen, who was desperately fighting against Dongliu Jianzun, would definitely not be able to avoid this sword. 。。