My Time Travel Necklace

Da Song should support them. After all, their failure is of no benefit to Da Song. On the contrary, driving the Jin people out of Da Song's territory is also extremely beneficial to Da Song.

After all, it is impossible for a monarch to want other countries to shit on them.

What Lin Fan didn't expect was that there was no one to support Da Song. This made Lin Fan extremely angry, and at the same time felt a little guilty, because his decision had killed so many people.

Time passed bit by bit, and the war continued.

But the army of the Kingdom of Jin surrounded them, and the area was shrinking bit by bit. A large number of the hundreds of martial arts practitioners had already fallen.

There are less than a hundred warriors standing.

Although they killed one golden man after another, there were still golden men all over the mountains and plains, as if they couldn't kill them all.

Fortunately, these nearly a hundred warriors are all third-rate masters and above. They can hold on for a while, but people have the time when their strength is exhausted.

Lin Fan didn't know how long he could last in this situation?

Because everyone was out of breath, expending most of their strength.

There was despair on everyone's face, looking helpless at the golden men all over the mountains and plains.

"Hahaha, since I can't escape, let's kill a few more golden men."

A middle-aged man in common clothes, with flying hair and a fierce aura exuded from his body, with a burst of arms, a tyrannical internal force permeated.

Puff puff!

One by one the golden soldiers were blown away.

"Yeah, since we can't escape, we can only kill a few more golden men."

Everyone showed sad smiles, and soon a cruel expression appeared on their faces. Everyone urged their own martial arts, wild and domineering palms or fists.

Kill each of the golden soldiers to death.

Hong Qigong fought against hundreds of gold soldiers by himself, and he was not afraid of danger. He waved his hands, and urged the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and sent out dragon-shaped strength one after another, sending hundreds of people flying.

"Huang Laoxie, if you don't come out, your daughter is going to die." Hong Qigong used all his internal strength to drink violently, and his voice even faintly covered the sound of fighting on the battlefield.

The faces of those who were fighting were startled, is Yaoshi Dongxie Huang also nearby?

As one of the five masters, Huang Yaoshi's name is naturally very resounding.

They were only happy for a while, but they became sad again. Although Huang Yaoshi was powerful, he was powerless in the face of tens of thousands of troops.

Huang Rong's eyes lit up as she was fighting bloody battles with the enemy. Is her father nearby?

After Hong Qigong finished shouting, no one came out.

Suddenly, a melodious sound of the flute sounded, the sound of the flute was beautiful and melodious, with a long history, suddenly the sound of the flute was like the howling of the sea, and the waves beat the waves, and everyone seemed to feel the surging sea.

The waves are rushing, extremely turbulent.

There are also roars of various water monsters in the sound of the flute, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Ahhhhh!

At first everyone thought it was a nice sound of the flute, but soon those golden soldiers hugged their heads and screamed, the sound of the flute invaded their minds and disturbed their minds.

An invisible flute sound enveloped the Jin Bing present, who hugged his head and screamed.

Soon, everyone saw a middle-aged man in black, with a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing, slowly floating down from the air. He was holding a flute in his hand and was playing the beautiful sound of the flute.

"Yellow Pharmacist"

"It's really Yaoshi Huang"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, they did not expect that two of the rare Wujue figures would show up today, and seeing Huang Yaoshi clinging to the sound of the flute, countless golden soldiers screamed.

Secretly sighed, as expected of the five masters, the master standing at the top of the rivers and lakes, with one hand, the blue sea tide, directly caused hundreds of golden soldiers to lose their combat effectiveness.

It's a pity that there are too many golden soldiers here. With Huang Yaoshi's skill, the sound of the flute can only cover a certain area, and the golden soldiers outside the range of the sound of the flute will not have much influence.

Huang Yaoshi floated down and took back his flute.

Puff puff!

All the gold soldiers were distracted, bleeding from seven holes, and everyone's expressions became terrified. Just now they seemed to be alone, living in the vast sea.

The sea blew huge waves of hundreds of feet, and countless water monsters appeared on the sea, with hideous faces, looking at them with teeth and claws.

They were on fire, and one by one lost their combat effectiveness.

Huang Yaoshi exuded seven points of evil spirit and three points of righteousness. He straightened his waist and looked at the surrounding golden soldiers, still showing disdain.

It was also the first time Lin Fan saw Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, and secretly sighed, Huang Yaoshi's aura is too strong, he deserves to be one of the five unique figures.

"Hahaha, Huang Laoxie, I thought you weren't showing up anymore." Hong Qigong laughed triumphantly.

Huang Yaoshi looked at Hong Qigong and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's join forces to defeat the enemy."

"Okay," Hong Qigong replied boldly.

Huang Yaoshi continued to activate the Bihaichao Shengqu, and the sound of the flute formed by internal force enveloped a radius of [-] meters. The golden soldier inside held his head with his hands, and once again felt the power of the Bihaichao Shengqu.

The enemies covered by the sound of the flute covered their ears one after another.

Everyone's expression was shocked, and they began to reap the lives of the golden man, because the golden man enveloped by the sound of the flute was simpler than an ordinary person.