My Time Travel Necklace

Quanzhen Seven, you look at me, I look at you, I don’t know how to argue.

Yes, even if Prince Huo Dou is not killed, can Song Dynasty and Mongolia be saved from the war? Of course, this is impossible. They are naturally very clear about Mongolia's wolfish ambitions.

"Hahaha, what a big joke, who do you think you are, you can kill me if you want to?"

Prince Huo Dou laughed angrily at the side, it was the first time that he was looked down upon like this, someone regarded him as a fish on a chopping board and killed him as he wanted, at this moment Prince Huo Dou was furious in his heart.

"Then I'll let you see, you are nothing more than an ant in my eyes"

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed, his figure flashed, his right hand turned into a palm, and he slapped Prince Huo Dou. Prince Huo Dou's face changed, he held a folding fan to block, and then his body quickly swept back, retreating to the Chongyang Palace outside the square.

"Where did the villain come from, just because you want to kill me, it's just a dream"

Prince Huo Dou showed a cold smile on his face.

He is the number one mage in Mongolia and the third disciple of Jinlun Fawang. His martial arts are naturally outstanding, so Prince Huodu didn't take Lin Fan seriously at all.

He didn't believe that the other party was young enough to have the ability to fight against him.

So the counterattack began.

Everyone saw the two people fighting and leaving the Chongyang Palace, and followed them to the door, looking at the two people on the square.

Prince Huo Dou turned the folding fan over in his hand, and a force of energy was transmitted into it. The folding fan closed, and with a huge force, it attacked Lin Fan's face. Lin Fan's expression did not change at all.

Standing on the spot with two feet, his body leaned back with strength to avoid Prince Huo Dou's folding fan attack. Then Lin Fan waved his right hand, and then clenched it tightly, a force filled the fist.

Makes the fist tremble slightly.

With Lin Fan's punch, he attacked Prince Huo Dou swiftly and violently like thunder. With a slight smile on his face, Prince Huo Dou moved his folding fan across his chest, ready to block Lin Fan's punch.

But soon Prince Huo Dou's face changed, because he felt a strong threat of death from this fist, he didn't dare to be careless, and concentrated all his internal energy.

Gather on top of the folding fan.

Lin Fan punched the folding fan, a surge of force burst out, penetrated into Prince Huo Dou's body through the folding fan, and Prince Huo Dou immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

The body flew upside down.

"This, this man's skill is so powerful that he can beat Prince Huo Dou to the point where he can't fight back with just one ordinary punch."

Everyone standing at the door was shocked by Lin Fan's punch, because Lin Fan's punch was simple and unpretentious, it didn't look like he used moves or martial arts at all, but it was just an ordinary punch.

He sent Prince Huo Dou flying.

"Senior brother's martial arts are truly unfathomable," Guo Jing murmured with his pupils shrunk.

He thought that he drank snake blood, improved his physical fitness, and obtained the true biography of old man Hong Qigong. He thought that he was not far behind Lin Fan, but now it seems that Lin Fan is much stronger than him.

"This, this is impossible"

Prince Huo Dou was lying on the ground, clutching his chest, looking at Lin Fan with disbelief, his heart filled with deep horror.

Prince Huo Dou himself did not expect that under this young man's hands, he has no strength to fight back, and it would be futile to fight any further, because he just felt the incomparably majestic power on the opponent's fist.

"You, who the hell are you"

Prince Huo Dou fixed his eyes on Lin Fan.

Even his master Jinlun Fawang couldn't severely wound him with a simple punch. When did such a young master appear in the martial arts in the Central Plains.

He had no news at all.

"You have no right to know who I am. I'm very upset right now, so I want to kill you." Lin Fan looked at the latter condescendingly.

"You, you can't kill me. If you kill me, the Mongolian army will definitely flatten the Central Plains and avenge me."

Prince Huo Dou said in a stern voice, but his slightly trembling body betrayed the fear in his heart.

"It's really fearless for those who don't know, didn't hear what I just said." Lin Fan stretched his waist and said lazily: "Could it be possible that if I don't kill you, the Mongolian army won't invade the Central Plains? It's really ridiculous."

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen wanted to stop Lin Fan from killing Prince Huodu, but they opened their mouths, but they couldn't say anything. After all, this man wanted to kill someone, and they might be powerless to stop him.

Chapter 120 of the main text Zhao Zhijing who likes to make small reports "The third update"

"Brother, save me..."

Prince Huo Dou really felt the killing intent on Lin Fan, he knew that the other party really dared to kill him, so he hurriedly asked for help from Daerba who was beside him.

Daerba was that fat man, the second disciple of Jinlun Fawang, he came out staggeringly, looked at Lin Fan and said, "Don't kill my junior brother."

Darba pointed the golden pestle at Lin Fan, then swung the golden pestle violently, hitting Lin Fan's neck. Lin Fan shook his palm slightly, and then grabbed the other end of the golden pestle.

Lin Fan could feel a huge brute force coming from the golden pestle, this brute force was different from internal force.

Daerba held the golden pestle in both hands, his facial features were all wrinkled together, but he couldn't pull the golden pestle out of Lin Fan's hand.

Among the Mongols, Darba is probably the most simple and honest. No matter what expression on his face, he is almost like a smiling Maitreya Buddha.

At this moment, Prince Huo Dou on the ground suddenly got up and ran away, ignoring the others.

Prince Huo Dou was an insidious and cunning person, knowing that he couldn't resist Lin Fan, he called his senior brother to help him resist, but when Daerba made a move to resist, he turned around and got up and ran away.

It can be seen that Prince Huo Dou has a cold heart.

"Hey, your junior brother has already run away, do you still want to help him resist?" Lin Fan said indifferently, and then the internal force in his arm exploded, shaking suddenly, Daerba only felt a powerful force coming from him.

He stepped back again and again, and then sat down on the ground, releasing all of Lin Fan's strength.