Fang Ling's voice sank sharply, and with a wave of his hand, Kun Chong's knife suddenly shot domineering, and the majestic power fell with the knife body, conjuring up a giant long knife two zhang long, and the group of snakes were instantly torn to pieces by the huge force, Tu Rigen was hit by the power of Qianjun, and flew out upside down, as soon as the person landed, Fang Ling had already flashed and reached out and pressed on his back.

"No!" Turigen howled, with a cry in his voice, and when he was dying, even the shaman Red Witch could not hide the horror of death.

However, Fang Ling was ruthless, and with a thunderbolt in his palm, he took away Tu Rigen's life like a god of death.

Turigan fell to the ground with wide eyes, looking like he was dying, and his witch corpse also lost its ability to move and stopped moving.

Two shamans and two witch corpses, almost all of them were killed instantly, everyone couldn't help but take a breath, looking at the dead red witch on the ground, and then looking at the huge crack created by the knife technique on the ground just now, the heart was beating wildly, and suddenly a glimmer of hope rose, with the help of Fang Ling, maybe this time he could escape from death!

"Stone-city-king!" the shaman witch king looked at the fire, gritted his teeth and spit out two words, although he didn't know how the seriously injured young man came back to life, but he killed three of his subordinates in front of him, which couldn't help but make the shaman witch king have the heart to kill.

Fang Ling patted the dust on his shirt casually, looked at the shaman witch king calmly and said, "Witch King, it's your turn next!"

"It's my turn?" said the Shaman Witch King with a cruel smile on his lips, "Do you think that killing the three of them is equivalent to having the qualifications to challenge this king?

Fang Ling smiled slightly, reached out and pressed his slightly sore shoulder and said, "The Witch King has time to talk nonsense, why don't you see the real chapter under your hand, it's been dark for a long time now, I can still sleep a full night after killing you." ”

Hearing that Fang Ling actually teased, Tulan Motuo and the others looked at each other, and deep down in their hearts, they were deeply impressed by his spirit of Taishan collapsing in front of him and not changing color, Song Ying'er couldn't smile bitterly, obviously worried about him, but couldn't help but laugh when he heard him say this.

The dignified shaman witch king had never been ridiculed like this, he shouted angrily, his figure disappeared abruptly, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Fang Ling, and the invincible golden knife slashed with a strong force.

Fang Ling grinned, did not dodge or dodge, waved the Kun heavy knife to meet it, the two knives collided, the entire underground palace made a "buzzing" vibration sound, the shaman witch king's face changed suddenly, and there was an unimaginable gravity on the knife body, which instantly crushed his own qi and invaded.

With the help of Xiang Wuzun's wisp of true qi, Fang Ling's strength had actually reached the realm of Xingqi, and with the vast true power caused by Qianjun Panlong's strength and the six-hundred-kilogram weight of the perverted weapon, the power generated was enough for a thousand catties.

Although the Shaman Witch King was furious, he still looked down on Fang Ling a little in his heart, so this knife did not use all his strength, and the two knives collided, and the power of a thousand catties quickly defeated the Shaman Witch King's sword qi and spread towards it.