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Therefore, for Fang Ling, who has studied the two cultivation methods, interpreting the Six Qiankun Recipes has a sensitivity and wisdom that ordinary people can't imagine, as long as it takes some time, it is not easy to crack the Six Qiankun Techniques. Flash Dance 35xs

However, all his time was just a cup of tea, which made what could have been possible impossible again.

Time flies by like flowing water, and Fang Ling is under unprecedented pressure. Under such pressure, instead of any panic and hesitation, he devoted himself to cracking the Six Ways of Truth.

Because he understands one thing, if he can't crack the Six Ways of Truth, not only will he die on the spot, but Song Ying'er, Lu Bei, and Tulan Motuo will definitely die here!

So he must use all his strength to solve the problem in front of him!

Under the weight of being able to decide life and death, Fang Ling's willpower was raised to an unprecedented height, his intelligence was fully opened, and a thousand empty images appeared in his mind, and one word after another began to be cracked one after another, and then combined into a complete mantra.

Xiang Wuzun looked at the young man's expression seriously, seeing that he was still calm and firm under such pressure, his face did not show a trace of panic and timidity, and he couldn't help but show a little appreciation, and then he closed his eyes again, his consciousness returned to reality, and looked outside.

Time was already very tight, as early as when Fang Ling passed out, Tulan Motuo and the others had already launched an attack on the Shaman Witch King, but they were seriously injured and where were they the Shaman's opponents.

Fortunately, the Shaman Witch King was not in a hurry to kill them, and dissolved their attacks casually, shaking them back again and again, and spit out some disdainful words in his mouth, as if he was slowly venting out the humiliation of being disrespected before.

Allowing his opponent to attack so strongly, for the unimaginably powerful Shaman Witch King, even a slap on his body is no different from scratching.

It's just that this game of cat and mouse is coming to an end, and the four patriarchs of Chahanhere have vomited blood after suffering continuous shocks, and now they are lying on the ground, unable to fight. 35xs

The two brothers, Turanmoto and Turansai Khan, fought side by side in life and death, but the two of them were like grasshoppers shaking the tree, and the comparison of the strength of the two sides was simply worlds apart.

With such a fast speed and such a strong strength, even if Tulan Motuo and the others used their strength to eat, they could not reverse the ending, but were beaten all over their bodies, and they couldn't catch their breath.

Lu Bei had the heart to help, but a few holes were drilled out of his body by the arrows, although he avoided the vital point, but Ao Deng's strength was so strong, the sharp finger not only destroyed the body, but also the surrounding meridians, just moving could produce severe pain. Even if you force your move, you can't mobilize the qi of heaven and earth intact.

With tears in her eyes, Song Ying'er called Fang Ling's name with tears in her voice, trying to wake him up from her coma.

Seeing such a situation, Xiang Wuzun couldn't help but sigh with pity, as a generation of emperors, how could he tolerate the occurrence of this human tragedy, and how could he tolerate his brother's knife falling into the hands of the wicked. But he is just a mere remnant, he can't do the game against the sky, if he wants to turn this game of dead chess into live chess, only Fang Ling can do it.

However, now that time is only a stone's throw away from a cup of tea, can this young man be able to comprehend the six tricks?

This point, even Xiang Wuzun himself is not sure, the Six Ways of Wisdom is his masterpiece that has spent a lifetime of painstaking efforts, and the profundity of its words is so mysterious. What's more, to understand and apply it, this is another threshold.

Xiang Wuzun couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and flashed into the consciousness space, and when he returned to the space, he suddenly found that Fang Ling had slowly opened his eyes.

The young man's eyes were as black as the canopy of the night, with a bright look in the depths, as if the whole person had been reborn, Xiang Wuzun was taken aback and said: "Young man, you ...... Did it?"

Fang Ling smiled slightly, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and endured the excitement in his heart and said: "Live up to the trust of Emperor Xiang's predecessors, the younger generations have already comprehended the six tricks!" With that, he stood up, his body suddenly moved, and two phantoms that seemed to be real and illusory appeared, and then a punch was blasted out, and the entire consciousness space seemed to fluctuate. Flash Dance 35xs

Xiang Wuzun looked at the young man in distraction, but he didn't expect that the young man not only really comprehended the six Qiankun recipes in a tea time, but also was able to display them freely, evolving two phantoms, his heart shook secretly, and then let out a loud laugh, and said with great relief: "It is not in vain that the emperor gave up his soul and guarded this knife, and he was able to see such a genius inheriting the martial arts of the emperor, and the emperor was really gratified, and he was very pleased!"

He strode towards Fang Ling, stretched out his tiger palm and pressed it on his shoulder, and couldn't hide his appreciation: "Young man, this emperor has stayed here for a thousand years, and it is worth it to be able to see a junior like you." If I met a thousand years ago, I would definitely have to get acquainted with you!"

"Emperor Xiang has won the award......" Fang Ling was praised by Emperor Xiang so much, and he couldn't help but get excited.

Xiang Wuzun laughed out loud, and said with a long sigh of relief: "I didn't expect that when I parted, I was also a little sentimental." Then it's up to you to work on your own. This remnant task of this emperor is over, the soul will gradually fade away, and the remaining wisp of heaven and earth qi will help you cultivate to temporarily ascend to the realm of qi and help you kill your opponent!"

Fang Ling knelt down respectfully and said gratefully: "Thank you Emperor Xiang for your help, if you can get out of trouble today, he will definitely thank him personally in front of Emperor Xiang's mausoleum!"

Xiang Wuzun smiled slightly, his figure gradually faded, Fang Ling also felt that his eyes suddenly darkened, and a woman's voice called in his ears: "Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up quickly." ”

Fang Ling slowly opened his eyes, and saw Song Ying'er's pear blossom and rainy face, and his stunning face was dyed with light tears, which was really pitiful to me, and it made people feel distressed.

As soon as she saw Fang Ling wake up, Song Ying'er sobbed and laughed, and said happily: "Your Highness, you have finally woken up!"

Fang Ling secretly took a breath, and suddenly felt that there was an inexplicable heaven and earth qi in his body, this heaven and earth qi was like a booster, which suddenly filled his body with unparalleled strength, and the sun fire energy and the moon yin ice energy boiled as if they were stimulated, such a strong sense of strength made the injuries suffered by the physical body negligible.

At this time, the shaman king was kicking Turanmoto out with one kick, and Turanmoto was so exhausted that he was kicked against the wall and fell to the ground.

Chahan Helei and the others shouted and cursed with all their strength, and the Shaman Witch King let out a wild laugh, and he looked at everyone with contempt: "In the past, you were always high above and didn't take this king in your eyes, but now it's too late to regret it, and this king has played enough, and you will end your suffering immediately!"

Fang Ling stretched out his hand to wipe away Song Ying'er's tears, and comforted softly: "I'm fine, Ying'er, you don't have to worry." ”

"Your Highness, your body ......" Song Ying'er said in disbelief when she saw his ruddy expression.

Fang Ling didn't explain much, told her not to worry, and then said to the Shaman Witch King: "Witch King, you are afraid that you have forgotten me, with me, you will never let you hurt the lives of the Mo Tuo brothers!"

"Your Highness......" Tulan Motuo's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he was indescribably moved to see Fang Ling so affectionate and righteous, and to stand up for himself at such a critical juncture.

The Shaman Witch King watched Fang Ling sit up on the golden chair, and was a little surprised, and then said disdainfully: "It is a bit unexpected for this king to be able to stand up after receiving the palm of this king, but just by virtue of your cultivation, you are worthy of being the opponent of this king?" Since you want to die, then this king will fulfill you and let you go first--Wuri Tower!"

"Witch King, if you want to kill me, kill me first!" Turanmoto roared.

The Shaman Witch King grinned and said playfully, "Don't worry, Young Master Mo Tuo, when these southerners are eliminated, won't it be your turn?"

Wuri Tower came over gloomily, Lu Bei gritted his teeth, rushed to the gold platform in a few arrow steps, and protected Fang Ling, Song Ying'er gritted his silver teeth and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, this red witch is very powerful, we are afraid that we can't beat it, it's better to ...... Let's let the mink out, although the less people know about the magic weapon, the better, but when things get to this point, I can't take care of so much. ”

"Don't worry, they can't take the life of this king!" Fang Ling smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to hold the Kun heavy knife.

He took a deep breath, carried out the strength of the Thousand Pound Panlong, and his arm strength suddenly increased greatly, and then he stood up with the Kun Heavy Knife.

The net weight of 600 catties of Kun heavy knife, looks ordinary, although the tiger shape is the handle, the dragon shape is the body, but because of the dark color, it is very inconspicuous, but as long as you stare carefully, you will find that there is a dark golden light flow on it, which is the characteristic of the golden silk black iron, but the world knows that the black iron is more, but the gold silk black iron is very few.

The six-hundred-pound Kun heavy knife is as light as a fine iron knife when held in the hand. Fang Ling was secretly surprised, of course, this was not only the effect of Qianjun Panlong Jin, but more importantly, the wisps of Wuzun's heaven and earth qi in his body.

Seeing that Fang Ling was actually going to step forward to fight, but his expression was calm and confident, Song Ying'er couldn't guess for a while what method he had to do to be able to drag this scarred body to defeat a shaman red witch?

It's just that since Fang Ling has made a decision, she will not object, let alone retreat, she immediately stood up, stood side by side with him and said, "Your Highness, I will help you!"

"Your Highness, I'll take the lead!" Lu Bei gritted his teeth and said.

Fang Ling shook his head, patted Song Ying'er's fragrant shoulder gently, signaled her to wait here, and then walked forward slowly, and when he passed by Lubei, he comforted him in a warm voice: "Brother Lu, you don't have to be reluctant, leave the rest to me." ”

Without waiting for Lu Bei to respond, he walked towards Wuzhta.