Xu Jia walked through the fields of the Lin Ao camp, his face still calm and indifferent.

He had already put on a face covering to cover his face so that he would not be directly recognized.

There are a lot of people dressed like him in this place, and masking is sometimes more unobtrusive than not being masked.

Killing Qiu Daoyi is not a big deal for Xu Jia at all, it can only be regarded as a casual action.

After all, after two days of shopping around Qiu's territory, if you can't figure out the residences of a few important people, then you're too sorry for Qiu's stupidity.

So far, Xu Jia's task has been half completed - to kill Qiu Daoyi, and then only to prevent Qiu from succeeding to the throne.

"The other families, I hope you don't disappoint me......" Xu Jia sat in a restaurant, looking down with cold eyes.

There was a surging crowd of people approaching the front.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xu Jia's mouth, and he casually lifted the two heads from the side and threw them far away.

......

"The head of the patriarch!

"Sure enough, it was the Qiu family of bastards who did it, brothers, rush with me!"

"The Qiu clan colluded with outsiders to kill other clans in the camp, everyone, if you don't do it, it's too late!"

Bursts of shouts came from below, and the other guests in the restaurant had already run away, and no one dared to stay for a long time at such a time, only Xu Jia was still watching calmly.

These shouts really weren't arranged by him, and he couldn't bear to install so many people in the major clans.

In fact, at this point, there is no need for Xu Jiaduo to make any arrangements, the major clans already have a name to make a move against the Qiu family, and this is enough.

The gap between Qiu and them was not unimaginably large, they were just short of a reason to attack them in groups, and now there was a reason.

......

Countless warriors poured into the territory, standing on the top of the clan's high bunker, Qiu Baiyu looked coldly into the distance.

The tide of people didn't put much pressure on him, and as the head of the Qiu clan, he knew very well that these were just cannon fodder.

Whether it is said that they are driven by the major clans, or hired by commissions, it is impossible for these people to fight to the death, and they are just full of numbers.

As long as the Qiu clan showed slightly stronger combat power, these people would disperse like a low tide. And in the end, what determines the outcome is still the strength of the Qiu clan and the other clans.

"Patriarch, the situation reported from the front, the four major clans have all sent people to come forward, and there are many of them......" A henchman came to Qiu Baiyu and said.

Qiu Baiyu couldn't help but sink slightly in his heart, the four major clans were the main combat power outside the Qiu clan, and they were also the main enemies in this battle.

He originally hoped that even if only two or three of the four families would come forward, but he didn't expect all of them to come, and most of them came out.

"In that case...... Let's fight!"

Qiu Baiyu had a pride in his heart, which man who was born in the Hundred Corpses Wild did not have any enthusiasm? Not to mention...... Belch?

Before the blood in his chest stopped, Qiu Baiyu saw a figure in a black samurai suit, slowly walking towards this side.

The other party was dressed very ordinarily, with a common face scarf on his face and a long sword around his waist.

With such a dress, he usually walks out on the street and throws a brick at it, and he is sure to hit ten or eight, but Qiu Baiyu just felt uneasy inexplicably.

The Qiu family's bunker is actually very simple, and it is far from mature in terms of management and defensive strictness, so that not too many people have noticed when the other party walks over like this.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the crowd in the distance, only Qiu Baiyu himself shouted loudly: "Stop him!"

The warriors on the periphery didn't react, not because they didn't listen to orders, but because they didn't understand who Qiu Baiyu was referring to.

The elite of the Qiu family reacted quickly, some people had already followed Qiu Baiyu's gaze to find the black-clothed warrior to advance, and some people couldn't find anyone and simply blocked in front of the head of the family.

But all this is useless work.

Under the black face towel is undoubtedly Yuan Ye's face that is already covered with scars, and Yuan Ye, who is under Xu Jia's manipulation, has reached an amazing level.

He has gone from an ordinary sixth-stage martial artist to a top assassin who can assassinate Qiu Daoyi with a single sword, and the impact of the operator gap is far greater than imagined.

The same is true at this time, a martial artist who is not much stronger than Yuan Ye in terms of attributes, in front of Xu Jia, it is like being chopped melons and vegetables, and most of them fall in a blink of an eye.

And Xu Jia's footsteps did not pause at all, and came straight to Qiu Baiyu.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Qiu Baiyu recognized Xu Jia's identity at a glance, and affirmed that he was Miss Zola's guard.

The only thing that responded to him was a chuckle, and Xu Jia's long sword slashed without hesitation.

"Ghost Bush"!

In the face of the real eight-stage martial artist, Xu Jia did not hesitate to use this move, which he is currently the best at and the most proficient.

In fact, Xu Jia has already discovered that after his "ghost cong" reaches the full level, even if he uses Yuan Ye's body, it will carry a trace of mysterious meaning.

Although the martial arts he uses at the moment are far from perfect, he does have a little taste of mental suppression.

Xu Jia didn't understand the principle yet, and the tenth-level "point cloud" didn't show similar properties, but that didn't prevent him from using it.

In Qiu Baiyu's eyes, he only saw the enemy slashing with a sword, and in a trance in front of him, it was like a golden light piercing his eyes.

And it was such a distraction, the long sword had already fallen in front of him, and Qiu Baiyu only had time to use a "cloud shield" to resist.

His martial arts, which could only be regarded as half-finished, were instantly defeated, and the whole person was swept aside by the strong force of the "ghost cong", only to feel a vibration in his internal organs, and most of them had been injured.

The body of the martial artist is already powerful, but in the face of the martial arts from the Ten Thousand Realms, there is still nothing to praise.

"Protect the Patriarch!"

"Protect the Patriarch!"

A shout came from the side, but Xu Jia ignored it, his figure shuttled through the crowd like a swimming fish, and easily dodged one attack after another.

Of course, because Yuan Ye did not know how to "flash" this kind of magic skill, Xu Jia was inevitably injured in order to maintain his speed.

He was stabbed in the back and his right leg was scratched, but his movements did not slow down at all, and he looked as if he had no mercy for his life.

And in fact, this is exactly the case, because Xu Jia believes that as long as Qiu Baiyu is killed, then this siege will be decided, and the life and death of Yuan Ye's body are no longer important.

What kind of assassin is the most terrifying? Of course, an assassin who is not afraid of life and death, and has no regard for retreat.

So from the moment he was approached by Xu Jia, Qiu Baiyu's fate was already doomed - it was impossible for him to live to see the destruction of the Qiu family, which may be a lucky thing.