Seeing that Chahan Helei couldn't even lift a knife, the big Bayanbil said with a smile: "Old Cha, you have run out of strength, and you can't even hold a knife." ”

Chahan Herei then let go of his hand, and Nunu said, "Then you can try it." ”

Bayambile strode over, holding the knife in his hand, his face suddenly changed, he and Soren Qingge used heavy weapons, whether it was a big axe or a heavy hammer, the weight was about two hundred catties, and it was very easy to wield. However, as soon as Kun Heavy Dao was mentioned, he suddenly felt the weight of transcendence. It's not that he can't lift a weight of 600 catties, but now he is seriously injured, and he will be torn all over his body with a little more force.

Seeing that the two patriarchs were in trouble with a knife, Temuqi and Soren Qingge also stepped up to help, and after the Shaman Witch King's incident, everyone had no intention of fighting for the time being, and thought about leaving here first.

As soon as the two of them pulled out their knives, they suddenly changed color, and after everyone worked hard together and put the Kun heavy knife away, Chahan Helei said with a wry smile: "God, this knife is only afraid of weighing five or six hundred catties, and His Highness can wield such a heavy knife and the witch king's trick, it is simply a miraculous skill." ”

Everyone nodded their heads, their hearts were shocked and sighed, and more of a sense of reverence. The grassland people respect the heroes more than the elders, Fang Ling after this battle, first killed the witch corpse Ao Deng, and then beheaded the three red witches of Tu Rigen, and finally killed the shaman witch king, such a person is not a hero, who else in the world can be called a hero?

It was late at night, so everyone stayed in the City of the Sun for the night, and the next morning they left the Wusu Gobi, and when Fang Ling woke up, it was the fourth day, because Tulan Motuo sent someone to the nearby tribe to borrow a carriage on the way, so Fang Ling was lying in the carriage when he woke up.

Seeing that Fang Ling finally woke up, everyone couldn't help cheering, and seeing that everyone was unharmed, and hearing about the death of the Witch King, Fang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time knew that Xiang Wuzun was not joking at all, this third type of qi swallowing the world was too domineering and terrifying, when the two qi met and boiled, the strength could not be suppressed, although most of it was released, but a small part was still scattered in the body, and directly stunned himself to death.

In the case of his own unskilled use of the Sun Temple can be demolished, fortunately the shaman witch king does not know the power of this trick, and fight hard, if he is a little smarter, guess the horror of this trick and dodge, then after fainting to death will not become a lamb to the slaughter?

It was not surprising that the Shaman Witch King was shocked to death by the powerful True Qi, even if he was shocked by the weak Qi that had not yet been released, he was stunned for four days. Fortunately, with the help of the healing secret medicine given by Chahan Helei and the Sun Melting Moon Solution, although the internal injuries were serious, he did not die, so he survived in one breath, and almost went to the underworld for a real time.

Today, Fang Ling has become a hero in the eyes of everyone, and the guards are proud to ride together, which is also true for the subordinates of the Tiemuqi and the two clans.

Seeing Fang Ling wake up, everyone finally began to ride quickly, heading towards Dongla Canyon, keeping their whereabouts very secret along the way, and also keeping secret about the shaman's rebellion, because no one knew how many shamans were the shaman's cronies.