At the same time, this guy is also a big mouth, and in a moment, he forgot that he should shout out.

Lin yaoyang did not expect this guy to stay on the tower and do such a thing.

Lin yaoyang really wanted to ask this guy: "is your captain usually taught you to guard like this? While doing such things, we can see if there is any movement of the enemy? "

Although Lin yaoyang's whole body is not good, but the movements on his hands do not mean stagnation at all.

Seeing this guy open his mouth, Lin yaoyang's left hand went out faster.

In an instant, Lin yaoyang's left hand grasped the neck of the guy in front of him. He didn't say any more words. After he grabbed the neck of this guy, Lin yaoyang pinched him fiercely.

"Click, that is to hear the sound of bone fracture.

This guy also lost his look in his eyes.

According to the truth, a friar of Wuji level shouldn't die so simply. It's just a broken neck. For ordinary people, maybe they can lose their names in an instant. But for a friar of Wuji level, it's still too reluctant.

But it is because the strength of Lin yaoyang's left hand is too big. Lin yaoyang feels that he just lightly grasps it.

But this guy's neck was completely deformed in an instant. His own tibia was squeezed in a tiny place. Apart from complete fragmentation, it could only move towards other loose places.

So, one tibia was inserted into his head, and one was inserted into his lungs and other internal organs.

That's why this guy died so badly.

After Lin yaoyang released his hand, the guy collapsed on the chair, his neck was shorter than before, and the whole person looked even shorter.

Lin yaoyang carefully placed this guy on the chair and looked at the people in the castle who were talking in the distance.

From a staircase above the tower, Lin yaoyang began to sneak into the castle in a real sense.

After Lin yaoyang went down the stairs, he saw three forks. After closing his eyes and feeling a little, he walked towards the road on his left.

There are the least people on the road. Lin yaoyang sneered and said in his heart, "now we are going to start a real massacre."

Walking in the castle, Lin yaoyang felt that the people who were going to pass by on the road in front of him came to him.

Waiting for them was a white bony arm, the last thing they saw before they died.

Lin yaoyang's way of doing this is simply incomparable, quick and does not cause too much noise.

It usually appears directly from the back, twisting the guy's head, or starting directly from the position of the enemy's throat.

Generally, he would not choose to attack on his trunk. If he could not kill him with one blow, he would shout out loud, so that all he had done would be wasted.

One life after another disappeared in Lin yaoyang's hands.

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