Hundreds of craftsmen gathered the most high-end casting technology thousands of years ago, and spent three years to produce this dry heavy knife, which is in the shape of a tiger and a dragon, with a net weight of 600 catties. You must know that the war knife used by ordinary soldiers weighs no more than a dozen catties, even if it is a martial artist with high cultivation, such as the copper skin of the thirteen fierces, the beast bone in his hand is three hundred catties, it is already a very perverted weapon hunger, if there is no majestic strength like the sea, don't move to fight, it is impossible to wield it freely.

The dry light sword that is as light as a feather, and the Kun heavy sword that weighs 600 catties, these two things can be described as one day and one place, and they are extremely opposite, but Xiang Wuzun used the two things as weapons, and finally achieved a breakthrough in cultivation and became the peak of martial arts.

Fang Ling never expected that the legendary Kun Heavy Knife would appear here, and it seems that Xiang Wuzun gave this divine weapon to Tuji Khan, which can also show the deep friendship between the two.

When Fang Ling finished exclaiming, the people of the five tribes had already stood up one after another, and then they saw the Kun Heavy Knife on another golden chair, but this jet-black iron knife was not comparable to the invincible golden knife that symbolized the strongest person in the grassland in the eyes of everyone, so everyone's eyes were focused on the invincible golden knife.

The Shaman Witch King retracted his gaze, turned to look at the two heirs behind him, and said with a smile: "The invincible golden knife is in front of you, the two of you can go one step, it is the luck of our five tribes, it can be seen that any one is qualified to inherit the position of the patriarch of the five tribes, however, there is only one position of the patriarch, which can only be given to those who are recognized by the invincible golden knife, if you want the recognition of the invincible golden knife, now is the time for you to show your strength!"

As soon as he said this, the four patriarchs glanced at each other, and stepped back with solemn expressions, leaving the middle empty for the two cousins.

Fang Ling's brows frowned slightly, the secret path was not good, if the two of them started fighting, I was afraid that they would not die!

Song Ying'er couldn't help but be worried: "Your Highness, are we going to stop them?"

Fang Ling was silent, his eyes fell on the shaman's body, the three shaman red witches stood on both sides of the shaman witch king, the leftmost one was named Wurita, he was injured internally because of the destruction of the witch's corpse, his face was a little painful, he didn't look like the main messenger behind the scenes.

The shaman next to him was named Turigen, this man was tall, his expression was gloomy, and he couldn't see any change in expression, his weapon was not a double knife, but a long whip, the whip was full of sharp black thorns, once the whip was on the body, it was a bloody wound.

The shaman on the right side of the shaman witch king is named Zabu, this person is short and fat, his face seems to be smeared with a layer of ice, he has not smiled since he entered the city, his weapon is two scimitars, but the back of the scimitar has dense sharp gears, so that it has the same lethality as the blade, cutting people like cutting tofu.

The most worthy of Fang Ling's attention is naturally the Shaman Witch King, his expression is calm and calm, like a kind old man, his hands are folded in his sleeve robe, and there is no strange expression on his face.