"White Deer" Timur is the military advisor of the Thirteen Wings. Not a pioneer, not a general. Charging into battle, killing generals and capturing the flag, she doesn't need to do it, and it won't be her turn to do it.

But as the wife of the "blue wolf", the martial arts cultivation of the "White Deer" should not be underestimated. Her "nomadic leg method" is not only fast and ruthless, but also tricky and smart, and very powerful, which is a rare set of exquisite martial arts.

Although it is not as strong and domineering as the "Blue Wolf Tyrant Fist", the "Nomadic Leg Method" is cleverly changed, and it can often defeat the strong with the weak. Before marrying Tie Muzhen, Timur also used this leg method to win the grassland and became famous. It is precisely because of this reputation that it attracted Tie Muzhen to come to the door and ask Timul's parents for marriage.

Although it has been many years since she got married, Timur has not abandoned her martial arts. Even because of her husband's peerless fingers, her legs have become more and more refined. But the more diligent she is, the more introverted Timur becomes, and she will never show her martial arts skills in front of others unless she has no choice but to do so.

Because "White Deer" knows it very well. Life is often full of accidents. Although he has always won with wisdom, there will always be times when wisdom fails. If it really comes to that time, his martial arts may be the hope of a final comeback.

Therefore, when Fang Zhanmei appeared, "Bailu" immediately understood. The moment when he gave up his status as a military advisor and returned to the battlefield as a warrior was at this time, right here!

With a flash of thought, he has completely abandoned the identity of "military advisor", completely positioned himself as a martial artist, jumped into the air and flew out of his legs, condensed all his life's skills on his right leg, and vowed to kill the enemy with one blow!

Although due to the relationship of physical talent, he was unable to cultivate the immortal heavenly power. But Timur's blow is still not to be underestimated. A spiral offensive like a raging wind in the desert seems to concentrate all the destructive power on tiptoe. Even a solid iron plate may not be able to withstand this blow.

Within the thirteen wings, except for the "Blue Wolf" Tie Muzhen, the "Goshawk" Hesaer, the "Iron Wall" Mujuani, and the "Thirteen" Chahe Tai and a few other masters, even the "Poison King" Zamuhe would never dare to block or avoid, and directly ate this nomadic leg.

But from beginning to end, Fang Zhanmei did not reveal even the slightest intention to dodge the block. He was really upright, just standing still and trying to eat Timul's leg.

His eyes flickered, and his mind raced. said that it was too late, and the "white deer" in mid-air suddenly broke off and screamed softly, and his waist twisted accordingly, changing the target of the attack from Fang Zhanmei's throat to his lower yin.

The throat and lower vulva are both fatal and fatal. But relatively speaking, if you are hit in the throat, you may still be able to rely on your strong protective qi to resist. However, if you are hit in the lower yin, the intense pain will be difficult to completely eliminate even if you are protected by the protective qi. It can really make people die of pain and make people completely lose all ability to resist.

"Poof~" sounded softly, and the "nomadic legs" were impartial, and the lower yin with eyebrows raised in the middle of the middle. However, at the corners of Happy Hou's mouth, there was still such a slightly evil lazy Xiaorong, which had not changed at all. It's as if the person who was hit fatally was not him at all.

On the contrary, Timur's face changed drastically. The shock and surprise between the eyebrows was so intense that it seemed to overflow.

Because although this leg hit accurately, it didn't feel like kicking a living person at all, but like kicking a cowhide bag. Strong, flexible and full of elasticity. Between the invisible and the traceless, the fierce killing power of the "nomadic legs" was completely dissolved without a trace.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom...... These words are both true and incorrect. Between heaven and earth, there is indeed a breath of air. But it's not a righteous thing.

Fang Zhanmei smiled faintly and continued: "You need to know that heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs. Life between heaven and earth is nothing more than death. As for all kinds of death, whether they come from nature or not, they are all in the word 'kill'.

When a person punishes a person, it is called killing. Heaven punishes people, for evil. Therefore, this breath of qi that exists between heaven and earth can be called both murderous and evil. There is no such thing as good or evil, only domineering and kingly. This is the supreme mastery of this sect - 'one breath through the sun and the moon'. ”

After a pause, Fang Zhan smiled again: "I have been practicing hard for many years, and it is not easy to cultivate this Xuangong of 'penetrating the sun and the moon in one breath' to a slight success." I heard that the immortal heavenly power of the desert realm is the general outline of the martial arts of your grassland desert people. All-inclusive, all-inclusive. It's the most powerful. So this time, I wanted to learn a good lesson. Unfortunately, it seems that this wish will not be fulfilled at least tonight. ”

Timur slowly withdrew the leg she had kicked out and stood up straight. Leng said: "To receive the Immortal Heavenly Powers, I can take you to see the blue wolf." The Great Khan of the Desert Realm will let you know what it means to be truly strong. ”

Fang Zhan's smile remained unchanged, and he said lazily: "Really, then I'm really looking forward to it." But now, if you can't comprehend the power of immortality, you can comprehend the taste of Mrs. Ti, I believe it's also good. ”

In an instant, Timule, who had never had the slightest fear in the face of any strong enemy in the past, suddenly trembled and felt a strong cold attacking.

is different from Zhou Xueyu's coldness. Zhou Xueyu's cold air can only make people feel cold - a kind of cold that is close to death. And Fang Zhanmei's chill will make people subconsciously disgusting and frightened, as if they are facing a alien monster that wants to swallow their whole body with their bones!

Without thinking at all, Timur obeyed the instincts of her body and was about to retreat. But as soon as her figure moved, she suddenly saw Fang Zhan Mei floating over with "whew~". It's like being blown by the evening breeze, and there is not the slightest fireworks.

Fang Zhanmei came too quickly and too suddenly, so that Timuer had no room to retreat at all. She gritted her teeth hard, and suddenly jumped again, her feet in a chain, and kicked Fang Zhanmei's eyes and temples fiercely. The swiftness of the move was not even half a sign beforehand.

"Nomadic legs - antelope hanging horns".

But when the lightning was blazing, Fang Zhanmei made a lightning shot and grabbed Timul's feet at once. In the next moment, he didn't wait for "Bailu" to continue to change his moves, he suddenly raised his hand and slammed it upward.

Completely caught off guard, "White Deer" completely lost its balance and fell to the sky involuntarily. "Bah~" The muffled sound sounded, and her back hit the hard ground hard, and the strong impact almost knocked her out of breath.

But "White Deer" is still a member of the Thirteen Wings after all. The little pain didn't make her incapacitated. She gritted her teeth and was about to land and roll away, first avoiding Fang and raising her eyebrows, and then taking the opportunity to fight back. But before she could really make a move, a flower in front of her, as if there was a cold and lonely evil mountain, pressed down hard head-on, and pressed her firmly.

Timur screamed, struggling to resist. But as soon as she moved, Fang Zhanmei, who was pressing on her, already with a gentle smile, slapped her hard in the face.

This slap is so heavy. When Bai Lu boarded, his eyes were slapped, and his gums were gushing blood. But before she could breathe her breath, she immediately cracked with a "snort~". Fang Zhanmei actually grabbed the placket of her clothes and tore it open with force.

In an instant, Bailu's snow-white chest, completely exposed to the air, was absolutely delicious from any point of view.

Seeing this delicious prey, Fang Zhan's eyebrows and eyes were immediately covered with red silk. He suddenly turned into a mad beast, and slammed his fist into her chest and lower abdomen. The ruthlessness of the attack not only does not mean that Bailu is a woman, but even that she is a person.

In his life, Bailu has never suffered such cruel treatment. At first, she could still dodge and struggle, but in a moment, her courage, her will, her reserve as a military advisor, and her pride as the wife of the Great Khan had been completely destroyed in the stormy and crazy beatings. The unbearable devastation and pain made her cry bitterly, like a completely helpless little girl.

Fang Zhanmei gasped, smiling, and suddenly turned Timu'er over, putting her in a kneeling position, and then twisting her hands behind her back. Buckle her vein, a little luck. Bai Lu's whole body was paralyzed, and he couldn't even cry, so he could only collapse to the ground weakly, constantly convulsing and crying.

Fang Zhan let out a beastly low hiss at his throat, stretched out his hand forward, wrapped the "White Deer" in his arms, and held her with his five fingers, and even pinched out a bruise on the snow-white skin.

The pain aroused the last trace of strength in the body of "Bailu". She instinctively wanted to dodge, but found that all the limbs and bones were no longer at her own command, and she could only let out a kind of critter's pre-death whisper.

Darkness, pain, nausea, mixed with the man's body odor. At this moment, Timur felt as if she was in a nightmare, but no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't get out of the dream and return to reality.

In the next moment, a burst of scorching heat, like a red-hot iron rod poked into the body, violently invaded unscrupulously, making the "white deer" freeze all at once.

One of the hearts of "Bailu" did not freeze, but began to sink, sink, and keep sinking...... In the dim eyes that have completely lost their light, there is no more white, no black, only a cold, hopeless gray.

The pain continued, and the distorted sound rang in my ears. Then, a slippery feeling like a viper invaded her lips. It was Fang Zhanmei who kissed her, and even spit saliva into her mouth.

Timur'er's hand was firmly clasped on the ground, and even the solid stone slab had ten shallow scratches. But between her eyebrows, there was only indifference.

This is hell. In hell, there are no white deer, and there are no thirteen-winged military advisors. Because she's dead. The only thing that remained was this cold, hollow shell.

But Fang Zhanmei is still happy, looking for his own fun on this body. Hell, as if it were going to exist forever, forever, forever.