After taking a deep breath and secretly noting down the four positions, Lin Yang stretched out his hand and quietly groped around the tent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At that moment, he touched a small thumb-sized iron spinning top, and under this top, there were stacked extremely fragile bottles.

Since coming to the inheritance space, many monks have sniffed out the danger after discovering that there are primitive tribes.

Those who are lucky will directly become the people who are valued by the leader of the tribe, and those who are unlucky will be divided by the tribe's five horses on the spot and die, because they have no cultivation, in addition to needing to eliminate hunger, they will also be trapped and disturbed.

So for a long time, many monks made it a habit to put the tent at the door of the tent before going to bed, and then pour down the spinning top that crushed the bottle, so that they could wake up at the first time, buy time and have a chance to survive.

And Lin Yang also knew about the monk's habit early on, so he dared to come.

If the unaware person carelessly lifted the curtain, he was afraid that he would disturb the monks who were resting inside.

Everything that the Taisheng tribe did to the Zhongshan tribe in the early stage will be wasted, and it will even be retaliated against by the Zhongshan tribe.

So he must succeed and he must be careful and never allow failure to be caused by accident and unpreparedness.

Getting this slightly heavy iron spinning top, Lin Yang quietly put it aside, then lifted the curtain and walked in.

In the dark, he couldn't see or touch anything, but the moment Lin Yang stepped into this tent, a strong and disgusting smell of feet made him frown.

While walking, carefully groping with your hands.

As the smell of feet became stronger and stronger, Lin Yang finally walked to the monk's bed.

Looking at the monk who didn't know whether it was a man or a woman, with long hair and a shawl, and who was sleeping, Lin Yang didn't say a word, reached out to cover his mouth, and stabbed with his sword.

The extremely sharp long sword immediately penetrated into the depths of this person's eyebrows, and with blood, pierced the gauze under the head.

After letting go of his sword and drawing his sword, Lin Yang wiped the blood stains on the long sword with his corpse and walked towards the other monks' tents.

Of these five people, Lin Yang could actually choose not to kill, but when he learned that Yun Zun was powerful and the importance of the inheritance, Lin Yang decided not to let go of any hostile monks, saying that these people who could not be let go would become the existence of hindering him, he did not allow it, and he did not want to see the final situation.

The cunning of the monks is well known not only to the monsters and other races, but also to the humans themselves.

Lin Yang believed that even if he let these people go, these people would not be grateful to Dade for repaying him, but chose to kill him, killing him, who was also a competitor Yunzun inheritance, and did not hesitate.

For the assassination, Lin Yang was familiar with the road, and in the past few months, no less than 100 monks have died in his hands.

Of course, there are failures, but fortunately, failures are under control.

After learning a lesson, Lin Yang became more and more cautious in doing things, especially in the assassination, he was even more silent, his body was like a ghost, his qi was like a hook and his soul was impermanent, and he was a terrifying existence that would kill him with one blow and immediately escape.

After half a pillar of incense, when Lin Yang killed the leader of Zhongshan who was lying in the arms of the two women, he couldn't help but walk out with a relaxed expression.

And the two women lying next to the ugly-looking middle-aged man of the leader of Zhongshan were the other two female cultivators that Lin Yang had just wasted a lot of time looking for, but he didn't expect that in order to survive, they would not like to sell their bodies to win the right to live.

Especially when he saw the faces of these two women, Lin Yang shook his head and sighed, piercing their heads with a sword.

With a slight sigh, Lin Yang Road traveled west and came to a huge tent.

This tent was discovered by him in disguise before, and it was the Zhongshan tribe, where weapons were stored.

Whenever there was a battle, they would line up here to receive weapons in order to meet the enemy.

What Lin Yang had to do now was to burn this place with a fire five minutes before the time of one stick of incense set by the four of them.

Broken the peak of courage of the Zhongshan tribe, they are all unarmed, do they still dare to fight against the well-equipped Taisheng tribe.

Time is passing quietly.

Lin Yang, who was pinching his fingers and calculating, suddenly opened his eyes, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he immediately took out the flint from his clothes.

Under the friction, use the wild grass prepared in advance, and pad it underneath, and the sparks of friction splash around, and immediately several flints fall on the dry wild grass that is cushioned.

The fine smoke overflowed slightly, and Lin Yang immediately put away the flint, held up the wild grass with both hands, and blew it out carefully.

After a few breaths, with the smoke of the barren grass in his hand, a wave of heat suddenly wriggled out of the barren grass with the firelight, and swallowed the entire barren grass in his hand in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yang was still on the tent, took down the wine jug on his waist, and threw it violently.

The weak and flickering flame suddenly expanded dozens of times, illuminating the surroundings.

Lin Yang's figure moved, lying on the ground violently, kicking the bow, pulling the bowstring, with a breaking sound, the two people who came to this side with anxious faces were instantly shot through the two heads by an arrow and fell to the ground.

The sudden movement, as well as the crackling sound of the fire burning, suddenly made all the tents in the west of the Zhongshan tribe turn on the lights one after another, and countless soldiers in armor quickly approached the fire-fighting arsenal.

Looking down, the slowly growing black dragons emerged in all directions, moving towards Lin Yang's location.

After shooting a few more soldiers, a loud thud immediately attracted everyone's attention with the flames that rose into the sky in the four directions of south, east, west, and north.

The light of the fire exploded violently in a distance of thousands of meters.

The scattered sparks illuminated all the faces of the Zhongshan tribe, and the feather arrow battalion and cavalry battalion that had been waiting for a long time saw the signal and all rushed towards the Zhongshan tribe, until this moment, all the people of the Zhongshan tribe suddenly realized, their expressions roared, and they reminded everyone with a unique call voice of the Zhongshan tribe.

Looking at the more and more people, he saw the killing machine coming towards him.

Lin Yang shot all the feather arrows, bowed his back, and carried a spear in his hand, killing the rushing crowd.

He wants to buy more time for the reinforcements, the cavalry has horses, and they should be able to arrive soon, and they can resist for as long as they can, and if they are surrounded, even he will be buried here.

All that can be done now is to kill those who advance to the arsenal and prevent them from taking weapons.

However, Lin Yang was only one person, and his arsenal was huge, and after he had just killed a soldier with a spear, he suddenly saw a person with a bow and arrow dozens of meters in front of him, Lin Yang gasped, and without saying a word, he rolled on the spot and kept retreating.

At this moment, the earth trembled slightly, and as time passed, the tremor became more and more intense.

After dozens of breaths, one roar after another made Lin Yang, who was already exhausted, breathe a sigh of relief.

He understood, the cavalry was coming ...