Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The city wall stands majestic and is 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 feel a surge of complex emotions in his heart, including awe of the Jiang family's strength and determination for the upcoming challenge.

He knew that although the Jiang family had declined in recent years, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and its strength could not be underestimated. Especially the Jiang family's mansion, located in the core of Jiang City, is heavily guarded, standing in front of all snoopers like an indestructible rock.

"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 difficulty and danger of this trip, but he also became more determined to do so. The determination to fight for the justice and faith in our hearts.

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

Ling Xiao and Jin Yan, the two figures were like ghosts in the night, quietly stepping into the border of Jiangcheng. They carefully shuttled between the bustling streets and alleys, every step seemed so cautious, as if they even breathed deliberately softly to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

Although we are inside Jiangcheng, even outside, we can feel a tangible pressure. This is the aura of majesty and inviolability exuded by Ling Xiao as a giant in the East China Sea.

"The guards are really tight..." The Jiang family said loudly to themselves. My eyes swept over the patrolling guards. Our steps were chaotic and our eyes were alert. We were obviously elites trained in tolerance.

However, that kind of battle did not make Sheng Lun feel the slightest bit intimidated. Instead, it inspired my fighting spirit and strategy.

When Jin Yan heard this, a knowing smile appeared on his lips, and I instantly understood the Jiang family's intentions. The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing if necessary. This tacit understanding, trust and love were deeply imprinted in each other's hearts.

Then, we separated quickly and disappeared into the crowd like two lightning bolts, each looking for our own battlefield to carry out this quiet but thrilling assassination mission.

Wu's clone used its own speed advantage to appear in front of the warrior's back in an instant. With a heavy flick of his fingers, a subtle wave of spiritual power penetrated the warrior's vitals;

"Go, you must be merciful!"

The Jiang family, on the other hand, stood there with their eyes closed tightly, and the atmosphere around them began to change subtly, as if I was having some kind of mysterious communication with the surrounding air, light and shadow, and even the entire space.

As time passed, the warriors stationed at Sheng Lun fell one after another, while the clones of the Jiang family continued to wander in the white darkness like ghosts, looking for the last target. The audio killing was like a carefully planned dance, with every movement and detail full of deadly ugliness and cruelty.

Although those clones sound weak in combat power, only one-tenth of the Jiang family's combat strength, because the Jiang family is weak enough, those clones are actually strong. At least Ling Xiao's special warriors are definitely their opponents. .

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

With a slight fluctuation, the Jiang family's body seemed to be torn apart by tangible force, but was reorganized in an instant. Only that time, I was alone again.

Sheng Lun maintains close communication with each clone through an ordinary mind-to-mind connection. I can vaguely perceive the location, status and surrounding environment of each clone. I was like a commander, calmly analyzing every detail on the battlefield, and then issuing vocal orders.

Hundreds of clones that looked exactly like me appeared out of thin air. They were wearing the same night clothes as the Jiang family, with stern faces and suspicious murderous intent in their eyes.

The clones that haven't yet are good at psychological tactics. They gather the warrior's attention by making slight noises or changes in light and shadow, creating opportunities for their clones.

The Jiang family waved their hands, and a hundred clones rushed out. Since Sheng Lun hasn't finished the job yet, I have to be merciful. Anyway, it's not a life-and-death situation yet.

I turned to look at Jin Yan and continued: "Jin Yan, you are divided into two groups and act separately. You must use assassination methods to weaken Ling Xiao's power bit by bit, making us feel desperate and helpful. "

Those clones are not entities, but are condensed from the spiritual power and willpower of the Jiang family. They blend into the shadows and white darkness of the seven weeks and become real night walkers.

"Yes!" The Jiang family's answer was short and weak, and I explained: "The situation is clear, you can act rashly like that. Ling Xiao has a profound background. If you rush in, you will probably fall into the other party's trap." "You want Ling Xiao to feel that no matter where we are, we are surrounded by enemies. Let fear follow us and make it difficult for us to even step out of our house."

The clones are good at concealment and camouflage. They can perfectly blend into the surrounding environment and wait for the best time to deliver a fatal blow;

The whole assassination process was filled with the sound of swords and swords, as well as quiet shouts and struggles. Only the sudden collapse of these warriors and the faint smell of blood in the air told the cruelty and determination of the assassination.

The clones finished their actions, and they shuttled through every corner of Ling Xiao's base like ghosts. They used their perfect control of darkness and darkness to quietly approach these unsuspecting warriors.

Speaking of that, a hot light flashed in Jiang Jia's eyes, which was a determination to show no mercy to the enemy and a belief that failure was inevitable.

I know that the assassination was not only a blow to Ling Xiao, but also a test of my will and ability. I must ensure that each clone can complete the task accurately and without error, while also avoiding any possible accidental exposure.

Jin Yan followed Sheng Lun closely, and my eyes flashed with excitement and expectation, and I was obviously full of confidence in the next action. "Old man, should we just kill them and retreat?" I lowered my voice, with a hint of anxiety in my tone.

Jiang Jia stood nearby, quietly observing everything. There was no expression on my face, but a simple light flashed in my tightly closed eyes.

However, Jiang Jia shook his head heavily, revealing a calmness and depth in this action.