In the end, he couldn't even hold the knife in his hand.
That earth-shattering power of the strike vanished into thin air in an instant, dissipating into nothingness.
Bam!
Then, Yan Fang fell heavily to the ground.
Along with him fell the Spiritual Artifact long knife.
He looked up in horror, finding Ye Guichen smilingly staring at him, as if he were looking at a dead object.
"Who's behind you?" Ye Guichen asked again, his voice calm.
But this question exploded like a thunderclap.
Nobody believed.
The situation would suddenly reverse.
Yan Fang, who was confident of victory, now became emaciated, while Ye Guichen stood proudly.
"It's King Qi!" Yan Fang didn't know what had happened, but he didn't dare to hesitate, blurting out.
Joking, his life was now in someone else's hands.
If he didn't say, it would only lead to a dead end.
Ye Guichen was also amazed at Yan Fang's vitality.
