My Time Travel Necklace

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, and seeing the three metal gear weapons, Lin Fan naturally thought of the number one master in Mongolia, the Golden Wheel Fawang.

"The number one master in Mongolia, Jinlun Fawang has made a move."

"I heard that Jinlun Dharma King is a master of Tantric Buddhism, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu he cultivates is the supreme Dharma-protecting skill of Tantric Buddhism."

"I don't know if Guo Daxia's senior brother can resist Jinlun Fawang."

On the city wall, some well-informed warriors saw Jinlun Fawang make a move, and recognized Jinlun Fawang at a glance.

"Hahaha, Mongolia's number one master has made a move, you will definitely die"

On the city wall, the young man who hated Lin Fan so much said with a sneer in his heart.

Jinlun Dharma King activated the three metal gears, and the gears were spinning at a high speed, and flew towards Lin Fan quickly. The gears were so sharp that they could easily dismember a person's body.

The gears whirled and flew towards Lin Fan.

"Since you are in a hurry to seek death, then I will not be polite." Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

For Jinlun Fawang, a well-known figure, Lin Fan didn't have bad feelings or good feelings. Now that the other party wanted to kill him, he naturally wouldn't foolishly accept the other party's attack.

The current Jinlun Fawang Dragon Elephant Wisdom Kung Fu has not yet reached the tenth level, and he cannot exert a palm with a huge force of a thousand catties. The current Jinlun Fawang can only be regarded as a first-class master.

Seeing the three gears approaching him, Lin Fan swung the huge sword in his hand, and the giant sword sent out a heavy force, sweeping away, chi chi chi chi, the three gears rubbed violently on the giant sword.

Sparks fly.

Afterwards, the three gears couldn't resist the force of the giant sword, and flew towards Jinlun Fawang. When Jinlun Fawang saw the gears flying back, his face was startled, and then he activated his internal force, poured it into his arms, and wanted to regain his strength. Control metal gears.

Suddenly, Jinlun Fawang's face changed drastically, because he felt a powerful force on the gear, and he couldn't resist this force, so he had to give up control of the metal gear first.

The metal gear turned a few turns in the air, and after losing its strength, it flew back again.

After taking over the metal gear again, Jinlun Fawang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and the feeling of extreme danger filled his whole body. Then he raised his head and saw the terrifying strength of the bearer of a giant sword.

It came to him.

Jinlun Fawang's face changed drastically. He activated all the internal forces in his body and pushed out with both hands. An invisible internal force controlled the three metal gears and collided with the giant sword.

"Do not...."

Jinlun Fawang found that the power on the giant sword was beyond his ability to resist, his eyes widened, and he let out a desperate roar.

Text Chapter 151 Mongolia's Strategy

Jinlun Fawang's roar had no effect, the giant sword hit the three metal gears back, puff puff puff, the sound of metal sinking into the body sounded, and the three metal gears were embedded in Jinlun Fawang's body strength.

Immediately, Jinlun Fawang's body was slapped head-on by the huge sword, and a powerful force shook out, causing a huge impact, which sent Jinlun Fawang flying.

Jinlun Fawang spat blood in the air, his face showed pain, and he fell into the army, splashing a cloud of dust.

This scene was extremely shocking.

The dignified Jinlun Fawang, the number one expert in Mongolia, was immediately killed in a fight with Lin Fan, and was also pierced into his body by his own metal gears. All the organs in his body were cut off by the sharp gears.

"National Division..."

Kublai Khan stood up, no longer calm as before, and ran over quickly, only to see that Jinlun Fawang's chest was already stained red with blood, and three metal gears were deeply embedded in Jinlun Fawang's body.

"Hurry up, Chuan doctor," Kublai Khan said hastily.

Doctor is another name for doctors in Mongolia.

"Big, sweaty..."

Jinlun Fawang looked at Kublai Khan with an extremely painful expression, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he yelled, and then fell to the ground. At this time, the Mongol doctor hurried over and took off Jinlun Fawang's clothes.

The Mongolian doctor took a deep breath, and after checking once, he stammered to Kublai Khan: "Damn, sweaty, the internal organs and heart veins of the national teacher were torn apart by his weapon, and there is no cure."

Kublai Khan took a few steps back, sat down on the 'open' carriage, and said in a terrified tone: "Are all the martial arts masters in the Central Plains so powerful? One person actually stopped my [-]-strong army from attacking the city, and killed them all." Golden Wheel Fawang".

The people around were silent, not knowing how to speak.

In addition, Lin Fan's use of the huge sword to slap the King of the Golden Wheel shocked all the middle-aged warriors present, including the experts from all directions invited by Kublai Khan.

As expected of Guo Daxia's senior brother, even the number one Mongolian expert is not a one-shot enemy, but Ma Guangzuo, Nemoxing, and the Persian Kingdom's expert Yin Kexi, who were invited by Kublai Khan, and so on.

All of them were very fortunate, fortunately, just now Jinlun Fawang used his own life to find out the strength of the other party. If they rushed up rashly, they might be the ones who died.

After killing Jinlun Fawang, Lin Fan turned around and flew back to the top of the city wall. At this time, the Mongolian soldiers below the city wall did not dare to climb the wall anymore, and there was a psychological shadow in their hearts.

The Mongolian horn began to sound.

The Mongolian soldiers began to retreat, which meant that Mongolia's first round of attack on Xiangyang City ended in failure. Everyone on the city wall was relieved to see the Mongolian army retreating.

After all, the battle just now was extremely exhausting. If the Mongols wanted to continue to attack the city, they could have exhausted them with wheel battles. However, such a tactic of killing one thousand enemies would cost eight hundred.

The Mongols can't afford it, and neither can they.

The Mongols' order to retreat was only a tacit acquiescence from both sides.

Whoosh!

The warriors expended a lot of physical strength, and as for the guards, they were so tired that they sat on the ground, panting heavily.

After resting for a while, Lu Wende, the city lord of Xiangyang City, ordered the guards to clean up the battlefield, clean up the corpses and blood on the city wall, and at the same time send his lieutenants to announce the good news to the people of Xiangyang City.

Come to stabilize the hearts of the people.