The Shaman Witch King frowned fiercely, and shouted, "Turigen, you guys!"

Tu Rigen and Zabu responded, and rushed towards Fang Ling, two witch corpses followed behind them, and a group of four masters rushed towards Fang Ling.

Tu Rigen took the lead, and when he was far away, there was a loud roar, and his witch corpse cat body was fast, quickly approaching Fang Ling, and at the same time, the thorn whip in Tu Rigen's hand followed like a spirit snake.

Fang Ling smiled coldly, his body flickered, ghostly and ghostly passed by the witch corpse, as soon as he reached out and grabbed its hand, he slammed the witch corpse towards Turigen.

Tulan Motuo and the others stared at it again, swallowing saliva one by one, what kind of concept is this, actually throwing out the witch corpse of the Melting Qi Realm like a toy, is this still a human being? What's even more strange is that if it is thrown out ordinarily, the witch corpse can stop this castration halfway, but the witch corpse has no resistance at all, and it hits Turigan straight, which shows the great power of this throw.

Tu Rigen didn't expect Fang Ling's speed to be so fast, and when he saw the witch corpse smashing towards him, he hurriedly collected his whip and retreated to the side, and when he retreated, the witch corpse crashed straight into the golden centaur statue not far away, smashing out a heavy trace.

At the same time, Zabu and the witch corpse were also approaching, and the two of them outflanked Fang Ling from left to right.

Fang Ling looked at Zabu indifferently, his body flickered, and two images appeared, Zabu only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the two people in front of him could not distinguish the authenticity from the fake, and he didn't know which one to attack, but at this moment, he heard Tu Rigen shouting: "Be careful behind!"

Zabuton felt numb in his back, remembering what had happened to Urita just now, he didn't dare to turn around, but instead rushed towards the phantom in front of him.

However, Fang Ling had already expected his movements, the two phantoms he had conjured were actually one in front of the other, and the real body was juxtaposed with the phantom in front of him, and Zabu rushed like this, just rushing towards Fang Ling's true body.

Zabu, who thought he had escaped, was crashing into the muzzle of Fang Ling's gun, and when Fang Ling raised his hand, he touched Zabu's chest and cast a palm thunder.

In the explosion of "boom", Zabu was shocked and flew far away, and when he fell to the ground, he was already exhausted. As soon as the master died, Zabu's witch corpse immediately lost its mobility, its eyes dimmed, and it stood stiffly on the ground.

Everyone gasped when they saw it, what a powerful fighting instinct this is, they actually guessed the opponent's mind so accurately, and used the opponent's psychology to set a trap and let the other party send it to the door by himself.

At this time, everyone knew the terrible thing about this young man, and remembered the scene where he killed Ao Deng just now, and couldn't help but feel palpitations, but they didn't understand why, his cultivation was not high, how could he play with so many strong enemies in the palm of his hand?

However, strong is strong, and strength can drown out all doubts.

"Ahh

"Qianjun Panlong Jin!"