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Chapter six hundred and ninety second massacre(2/2)

When Ling Yun grabbed his neck with one hand, the fifth elder felt that breathing became extremely difficult, and his neck was about to be squeezed by the other party.

"Save—Save me~"

The fifth elder stretched out his hand and looked at the other four elders in a panic look, asking for help.

"die!"

Ling Yun pinched hard, and with a bang, the fifth elder's neck burst, his head and body separated, and he fell on the spot.

"No!"

"Old Wu!"

The other four elders had just reacted and were about to rescue him. The next moment, the fifth elder was pinned to death by Ling Yun.

Seeing the fifth elder die, the other four elders are all furious.

"asshole!"

"If you dare to kill Lao Wu, I will die a bad death!" The other four elders all roared angrily, waving their sharp weapons and heading towards Ling Yun's vital point.

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