Fang Ling raised his hand fiercely and stabbed the dagger towards Ao Deng's five fingers, Ao Deng didn't know the power of the magic dagger, and the gesture didn't stop.

The magic weapon dagger is so sharp, even if Ao Deng's palm is like steel, it is also deeply pierced, although Ao Deng doesn't know the pain, but the witch blood flowing out of his palm can't help but make him stagnate.

Fang Ling immediately seized this opportunity, leaned closely, and pressed his forehead with a palm!

Ao Deng had just shaken Lu Bei away at this time, and the knife fell back sharply, slashing towards Fang Ling's waist, with his knife speed, it was enough to disembowel Fang Ling on Fang Ling's palm close to his forehead.

However, Fang Ling quickly pulled out the dagger and steadily blocked the battle knife, and the force of the war knife shook Fang Ling's feet off the ground, but at this time, his palm had been firmly pressed on Ao Deng's forehead.

The soul-sucking bead immediately took effect, and Ao Deng let out a painful cry as if he was going crazy, and the soul that had been integrated into the body was torn out.

Everyone was attracted by the terrible screams of Ao Deng, and the fierce battle stopped, and when they saw the situation in front of them, whether it was the three Tuzhigen, or Tulan Motuo and the others, who were already kneeling on the ground, their mouths suddenly stretched long, and their eyes were about to pop out.

I saw Fang Ling pressing a palm on Ao Deng's forehead, Ao Deng was like a lost soul, the green light in his eyes was retracted, he lay straight back, and fell to the ground.

Turansai Khan couldn't help but swallow dryly, his head seemed to be stuffed with a ball of paste, and he wanted to speak but found that he didn't know what to say.

Whether it's the Red Witch or the patriarchs, who doesn't know the power of the Qi Realm Witch Corpse? Even if all the people here are combined, I'm afraid that they are not his opponents, so just now Fang Ling said that he would kill Ao Deng with the strength of three people, and everyone just thought that this Nanren had a problem with his head, and he could still talk nonsense at such a time.

However, seeing Ao Deng's death at this time, although the three of Fang Ling were out of breath and scarred, there were no casualties, all of them were as if they had been struck by lightning, petrified one by one, their mouths could not speak, their hands could not move, it seemed that their souls were out of their bodies, only one heart was beating wildly, and deep in their hearts were shocked or shocked.

"Brother Lu, are you okay?" Fang Ling killed Ao Deng with one palm, gasped heavily, and hurriedly looked towards Lu Bei.

Lu Bei had already sealed the acupuncture points on his body, and supported the ground with a knife, so that his body could still stand upright, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Your Highness, don't worry, I deliberately avoided the vital point." ”

Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and saw that Song Ying'er was fine, then he looked towards the top of the golden chair, as soon as he saw the situation ahead, he immediately raised his throat with a breath of relief, Tu Rigen and the others looked forward along Fang Ling's gaze, and some people were shocked and some were happy.

The Shaman Witch King was holding the invincible golden knife at this time, and the light on the golden knife had completely dissipated, which showed that the remnant of Tuji Khan's knowledge was finally suppressed by him, although the remnant consciousness remained on the golden knife, but it was no longer possible for the Shaman Witch King to use the golden sword.