The city wall is towering and made of solid bluestone. It has been eroded by wind and rain, but it still stands, demonstrating the glory and tenacity of the Jiang family.

On the city wall, the patrolling guards stood tall and had sharp eyes, always guarding the territory belonging to the Jiang family.

Ling Xiao stood on a hidden hillside, looking through the layers of trees and staring at the majestic city. He couldn't help but have a complex emotion in his heart, including awe of the Jiang family's strength,

There is also determination to face the upcoming challenges.

He knew very well that although the Jiang family had declined in recent years, its strength should not be underestimated, as a lean camel was bigger than a horse. Especially the Jiang family's mansion, located in the core of Jiang City, was heavily guarded, like a formidable block.

The broken rock stands in front of all snoopers.

"Even in the severe cold of Northern Xinjiang and the scorching heat of Southern Territory, I have never seen such a huge family power." Ling Xiao secretly sighed in his heart. He was well aware of the difficulties and dangers of this trip, but he was even more determined to do so.

The determination to fight for the justice and faith in our hearts.

Jin Yan stood beside him, staring at the city as well, his eyes flashing with the same determination and determination as Ling Xiao. The two of them knew each other tacitly without saying anything, and together they embarked on this road full of unknowns and dangers.

The road to challenge.

Ling Xiao and Jin Yan, like ghosts in the night, quietly stepped into the border of Jiangcheng. They carefully shuttled between the bustling streets and alleys, every step seemed so cautious, as if they were even

I breathed deliberately softly to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

Although they were on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, even here, they could feel an invisible pressure, which was the aura of majesty and inviolability exuded by the Jiang family as a giant in the East China Sea.

"The guards are indeed quite tight..." Ling Xiao murmured to himself. His eyes swept over the patrolling guards. Their steps were neat and their eyes were alert. They were obviously elites who had undergone rigorous training.

However, such a battle did not make Ling Xiao feel the slightest fear, but instead inspired his fighting spirit and strategy.

Jin Yan followed Ling Xiao closely, his eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation, obviously full of confidence in the next action. "Boss, do you want to go in directly?" He lowered his voice, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

However, Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, his movements revealing a kind of calmness and depth.

"No!" Ling Xiao's answer was brief but powerful. He explained: "The situation is unclear and we can't act rashly like this. The Jiang family has a profound background. If we rush in rashly, we will probably fall into the other party's trap. I

We need to make the Jiang family feel that no matter where they are, they are surrounded by enemies, so that fear follows them so that they dare not even step out of their homes."

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, which was a ruthless determination towards the enemy and a belief that victory was inevitable.

He turned to look at Jin Yan and continued: "Jin Yan, our troops are divided into two groups and act separately. We must use assassination methods to weaken the Jiang family bit by bit and make them feel desperate and helpless."

When Jin Yan heard this, a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He instantly understood Ling Xiao's intention. The two looked at each other and smiled. No need to say anything, the tacit understanding and trust had been deeply imprinted in each other's hearts.

Then, they quickly separated and disappeared into the crowd like two flashes of lightning, each looking for their own battlefield to carry out the silent but thrilling assassination mission.

Jin Yan's figure was like a faint shadow in the night, blending quietly into the surrounding darkness, as if he had never existed.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, stood there with his eyes closed tightly, and the aura around him began to change subtly, as if he was having some kind of mysterious communication with the surrounding air, light and shadow, and even the entire space.

With a slight fluctuation, Ling Xiao's body seemed to be torn apart by invisible force, but was reorganized in an instant, but this time, he was no longer alone.

Hundreds of clones that looked exactly like him appeared out of thin air, wearing the same night clothes as Ling Xiao, with stern faces and undoubted murderous intent in their eyes.

These clones are not entities, but are condensed from Ling Xiao's spiritual power and willpower. They blend silently into the shadows and darkness around them, becoming real night walkers.

Ling Xiao maintains close communication with each clone through a special mental connection. He can clearly perceive the position, status and surrounding environment of each clone. He is like a commander, calmly analyzing

Pay attention to every detail on the battlefield, and then issue silent orders.

"Go, don't show mercy!"

Ling Xiao waved his hand, and hundreds of clones rushed out. Since the Jiang family had done everything possible, there was no need for him to be merciful. Anyway, it was now a life-or-death situation.

The clones began to take action. They shuttled through every corner of the Jiang family's residence like ghosts. They used their perfect control over the darkness to quietly approach the unsuspecting warriors.

Some clones take advantage of their own speed and appear behind the warrior in an instant. With a flick of their fingers, a subtle wave of spiritual power penetrates the warrior's vitals;

Some clones are good at hiding and camouflaging. They can perfectly blend into the surrounding environment, waiting for the best time to deliver a fatal blow;

Other clones are good at psychological tactics. They distract the warrior's attention by making small sounds or changes in light and shadow, creating opportunities for other clones.

During the entire assassination process, there was no sound of clashing swords, nor fierce shouts and struggles. Only the figures of the warriors who suddenly fell, and the faint smell of blood filling the air, silently told the cruelty and determination of this assassination.

Ling Xiao stood in the distance, quietly observing all this. There was no expression on his face, but a complicated light shone in his closed eyes.

He knew that this assassination was not only a blow to the Jiang family, but also a test of his own will and ability. He must ensure that each clone can complete the task accurately, while also avoiding any possible accidents

and exposed.

As time went by, the warriors stationed in the Jiang family fell one after another, while Ling Xiao's clones continued to wander in the darkness like ghosts, looking for the next target. This silent killing was like a

A carefully planned dance, every movement and every detail is full of deadly beauty and cruelty.
Chapter completed!