Timur sacrificed "ecstasy bliss", and used the enchanting skills passed down by a generation of enchantresses to deal with the fourteen princes. At first glance, the two are entangled with each other, and they seem to be doing their best to be glamorous. However, once the Fourteenth Prince could not hold it, he fell into the trap of gentleness. Then he is bound to end up with all his blood and be sucked into a dry corpse on the spot.

This pink war is by no means more dangerous than a real fight with a real gun.

However, in terms of the situation, Timur seemed to have the overall upper hand. The contacts between the two sides are getting deeper and deeper, and the actions are becoming more and more intense. As long as each other really swords and shoes are carried out, and the last step is carried out, then no matter how great the fourteen princes are, they will definitely not be able to get rid of it, and they can only be buried in this hero's tomb.

Timur trembled, reached down, and tried to untie the belt of the fourteenth prince, and release the murder weapon that was bound by clothing, like a red-hot iron rod, and then incorporated it into his own body, and conquered it fiercely. However, at this critical juncture......

"Whew~ This is ecstasy? It's a pity, beautiful woman, why be a thief?"

The sound was still in his ears, and the misty eyes of the fourteenth prince suddenly revealed a terrifying light. Immediately afterwards, he reached out and grabbed Timur's vein. With a slight force of his five fingers, Timur's body was sore, and he could no longer move. Bailu was shocked and blurted out, "You...... You're not fooled?"

Xiao Sheng smiled indifferently and said, "How can you mess with my nature with mere obsessive arts?" Timur, you underestimate me too much, and you overestimate yourself too much. ”

After a pause, the Fourteenth Prince shook his head again and said, "I heard that you are the wife of the blue wolf Temujin? Back then, Han Shantong and Temujin were upright and fair to each other. No matter who lives or dies, who wins and who loses, there is no personal vendetta in this battle. What's more, Han Shantong also died with Temujin. So Timur, what revenge are you taking revenge on, and to whom are you going to take revenge?"

"I ...... I...... I want to ......" Timur's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth to speak, but found that he had almost nothing to say. Because what the fourteenth prince said was the truth.

For several years, Timur had always thought about revenge, but he had never thought about who he wanted to take revenge on. In an instant, her mind was in chaos, and she was speechless. But at this point......

"Damn Han dog, don't want to disturb us with this nonsense!"

Timur's delicate body trembled again. She didn't have to look back to see who was talking. Except for his precious son Tuolei, where is there anyone else who can speak so arrogantly in this situation?

Xiao Sheng was also slightly stunned, and followed the sound. I saw that Tuo Lei didn't know when he started, and he had come to his senses. He was hit by a flaming knife in his face, leaving a straight scar from the center of his eyebrows to his chin, and with his gritted teeth, it looked extremely hideous.

Tuo Lei's eyes breathed fire, and he scolded: "The victory of the superior and the inferior, the weak eat the strong, is the unchanging truth of the immortal world." You are weak and incompetent, and this rich mountain and river should have been enjoyed by our noblest and bravest Mongols. You refuse to be slaves to us, and you still want to resist? Han dog, all your dog things deserve death!

Han Shantong is despicable and shameless, he killed my father Khan with trickery, and killed so many of our winged people, I Torre swear here, I don't kill all you Han dogs who dare to rebel, I swear not to be a man!"

Xiao Sheng was secretly angry in his heart, his face was slightly gloomy, and he said lightly: "So you think so." Good, I see. In this case, in order to prevent you from coming to kill them all in the future, I will be here today first, let's cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

It is an immutable truth that the superior is inferior and the weak eat the strong? Hehe, that's a good point. So, now that I'm stronger than you, it should be true, right? If I kill you so weak, you should be full of joy and no complaints, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the fourteenth prince pushed Timur away with a push. He then walked towards Torre. Timur was so frightened that he rushed forward desperately, hugged the waist of the fourteenth prince hard, and hissed: "Drag the thunder, go quickly, go quickly!"

"Why should I go? The person who wants to go on the road should be this Han dog!" Tuo Lei laughed and shouted: "Father-in-law, come out! Use the black death to kill this Han dog for me!"

Before the words fell, I suddenly heard a strange sound of "boom~", and it broke out. A ghostly shadow burst out from under the ground. Under the moonlight, the fourteenth prince could see clearly. This shadow turned out to be a man in his forties, handsome, but always covered with a thick layer of melancholy between his eyebrows.

In the eyes of the Fourteenth Prince, the man's face was pale, and his chest did not rise and fall in breath. It's clearly a dead man. But this dead man's heart still contains a little bit of vitality, so that although he is not stiff when he is dead, he can even be more flexible than the living. The horror is abnormal, and it is even more grotesque.

At first sight of this person, Timur was also shocked by the same delicate body and was greatly shaken. Without thinking, she blurted out, "Zamuhe?"

The poison king Zamuhe is the righteous answer of the blue wolf Temujin, and the father-in-law of Tuolei. Since childhood, he has regarded Tuo Lei as his own and loves him very much. In the bloody battle of the imperial city of Dadu, Timur died in battle.

A hundred years ago, Genghis Khan comprehended the highest level of Mongolian martial arts, and used it to run rampant all over the world, establishing the largest Mongolian empire in history. But at the same time, there is another "Black Death" poison, which can be called as famous as "**", and the power of the two is equal. It's just that since the death of Genghis Khan, whether it is ** or black death, it has been lost.

Zamuhe studied poison skills, and the most obsessed thing in his life was "black death". His greatest hope is to be able to unearth the lost Black Death, bring it back to the world, and revive Mongolia's prestige. Therefore, even though he knew that he was seriously injured and dying, and the gods could not be saved, he still refused to turn a blind eye, but deliberately ordered Tuo Lei to train himself into a walking corpse with some secret technique, and then the two fathers and sons went to the Western Regions together to find clues to the black death.

After several twists and turns, Tuo Lei finally succeeded in finding the Black Death and brought it back to the Central Plains. Although, because of his lack of cultivation, Tuo Lei himself could not withstand the domineering poison of the black death, and he was temporarily useless. However, for Zamuhe, who has become a walking dead, he has no such concerns at all. Other words......

At this moment, Zamuhe is a living mass: Black Death and Poison!

When it was too late, it was too fast, and Zamuhe rushed forward like a wolf and a tiger. As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately spat out a large canopy of black gas, attacking and attacking like a cannonball. Before he was touched by the black gas, the fourteenth prince already felt a burst of disgusting fishy smell, which came to his nose.

With a pang in his heart, the Fourteenth Prince immediately knew that the other party's poison was fierce and incomparable, and he must not let it touch him. Otherwise, the consequences will be absolutely dire. Without thinking, the fourteenth prince raised his right arm and slashed out with a slash. The palm slashed through the air, dragging out a raging fire, and the temperature rose rapidly until the boiling iron melted gold, which was indestructible. It's the crimson ripples that scurry away—the Flame Knife!

The high temperature knife strength is enough to incinerate all poisons. At the moment of lightning, the blazing knife gas ignited the poisonous gas, and suddenly exploded a fierce fireball in midair. However, in the next moment, Zamuhe did not hesitate to rush into the fireball, pass through the raging fire, and pounce on the Fourteenth Prince with open arms. looked like he was going to hug him and entangle him to death.

Even though the Fourteenth Prince had already cultivated to the innate realm of martial arts, he was still jealous of a poison refining master like Zamuhe. What kind of poison is Black Death? Before the details of it are known, the Fourteenth Prince will never let the other party get involved. His heart moved, and he said lightly: "Hundred styles of Guanyin, one is the palm!"

The corrugated stand-in "Jane" appeared in response. The palms are combined, and the head is split, and the heavenly spirit of Zamuhe is in the middle. The palm is strong enough to open the mountains and crack the ground. However, Zamuhe's walking corpse body was still not painful or injured no matter how hard it was hit. In addition, it has accumulated thousands of poisons in its body, which makes all the muscles and bones of its body stronger than gold and stone, and almost unbreakable. Although he was hit by the palm of "Zhen", he only took a few steps back slightly, and still acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to attack violently.

"The Walking Dead? The fourteenth prince's mind moved again, and with a fierce force, he shook Timur away, and then concentrated on the ripple stand-in, and once again launched the "Hundred Styles of Guanyin, Three Palms!"

Faster than the lightning, "Jane" came out with both palms, left and right wraps, and hit Zamuhe. Although the poison king was still alive, he was shocked on the spot, as if he had encountered two copper walls, squeezing and pinching at the same time. Although his body was as strong as steel, he was not injured. However, for a while, I was imprisoned and unable to move.

The fourteenth prince was so focused on dealing with Zamuhe that for a while, he no longer had time to care about others. Timur saw that it was cheap, and did not hesitate, immediately gritted his teeth fiercely, exerted light skills with all his might, flew across the air, grabbed the hand of the towing thunder, and shouted: "Go!" While speaking, he flew up one leg, kicked the stunned Jochi and carried it on his shoulder, and ran wildly.

Tuo Lei struggled with all his might, shouting: "Let go of me, mother, let go of me! I will join forces with my father-in-law to kill this Han dog!"

"Shut up, you little brute!" Timur scolded, slapping him hard. He scolded: "The enemy's cultivation is extremely high, and even your father Khan is far behind. Stay and join forces to kill him? You're just looking for your own death! Hurry up, don't let your stepfather die in vain. ”

"Martial arts are higher than or higher than my father Khan?" Tuo Lei was so frightened that the whole person was stunned. There was no resistance, and Timur dragged himself and fled quickly. In a moment, the three mothers and sons had already passed through the cottage and fled into the reckless mountains and forests, never to be seen again.

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