Super Resolution System

At the same time, this guy also had his mouth wide open, as if he had forgotten he was supposed to scream.    

    

Lin Yaoyang had never thought that this guy would stay on top of this tower and do such a thing.    

    

Lin Yaoyang really wanted to ask this guy, "Does your captain usually teach you to stand guard like this? While doing such things, he also wants to see if there are any movements of the enemy?"    

    

Although Lin Yaoyang was in a bad mood, his hands did not seem to have any intention of stopping.    

    

Seeing this guy open his mouth, Lin Yaoyang's left hand moved even faster.    

    

In an instant, Lin Yaoyang's left hand grabbed the neck of this guy in front of him. Without saying anything, Lin Yaoyang grabbed the neck of this guy and squeezed it hard.    

    

"Crack! The sound of bones breaking could be heard.    

    

The expression in this fellow's eyes instantly lost its luster.    

    

Logically speaking, a Martial Extreme Level shouldn't have died so easily. And this was only a broken neck. For ordinary people, perhaps he could lose his name in an instant, but for a Martial Extreme Level warrior, it was just a bit too much.    

    

However, because Lin Yaoyang's left hand was too strong, Lin Yaoyang felt that it was only a slight clench.    

    

But this fellow's neck instantly changed shape. His tibia was squeezed in a tiny place. Apart from being completely crushed, he could only move towards other loose places.    

    

Therefore, a tibia bone was inserted into his head, and a section was inserted into his lungs and other internal organs.    

    

That was why this guy died so tragically.    

    

After Lin Yaoyang let go of his hand, this guy collapsed on the chair. His neck was shorter than before, and he looked even shorter than before.    

    

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

    

Lin Yaoyang started to sneak into the castle through a staircase on top of the watchtower.    

    

After Lin Yaoyang went down the stairs, he saw three paths. Lin Yaoyang closed his eyes and felt for a while. Then he walked towards the path on his left.    

    

There were the least people on the way. Lin Yaoyang sneered and thought, "It's time to start a real massacre."    

    

Lin Yaoyang walked in the castle, feeling the people who were going to pass him on the road in front of him.    

    

What awaited them was a white bone arm. This was the last thing they saw before they died.    

    

Lin Yaoyang's method of attack was very straightforward. It was fast and did not make too much noise.    

    

Usually, he would appear from the back and break that fellow's head, or directly touch the throat of the enemy.    

    

Normally, he wouldn't choose to attack from the torso. If he couldn't kill that guy with a single strike, he would shout out loudly. In this way, all his previous efforts would be in vain.    

    

One life after another disappeared from Lin Yaoyang's hands.