That's right, but Ye Zhiqiu still couldn't help but make a move, and the top assassins and killers of the old man's vein in the mountains, with the normal flow of caravans that came to the holy land for the pilgrimage, sneaked into the holy city of Mejia unknowingly, preparing to spread out, and carry out intimidating assassinations against the armed groups under the target's command, the so-called martial arts sects and the Jianghu sect, trying to cut Avanti Ye's wings all at once.

I have to say that this is very in line with the strategy of the old man in the mountains, especially against one side of the strong and strong, if the target is not an ordinary means to assassinate, then first cut off the leaves, and then cut off the branches, how much is left of the remaining core backbone?

Without a large number of people to obtain a large amount of money and various commercial circulation channels for Avanti Ye, how could the nobles and emerging industrial tycoons in high society who held great power give strong support?

Once there is no grassroots soil and no foundation for survival, and then this big tree is cut down, even if the target is really a demigod hero, the killers and assassins of the old man in the mountains launch an endless stream of assassinations, even if it is grinding, he can be grinded to death.

As Ye Zhiqiu, who is also good at unequal warfare, he is very aware of his own advantages and disadvantages, the identity of an outsider has always been incompatible with the desert empire, that is, it lacks a real foundation, don't look at the current situation is very good, not a small good, not a big good, the current situation is unprecedentedly good, but it is the added bonus brought by his reputation and prestige, just like the sand castle built on the beach, it seems to be majestic and domineering, once a wave swells ashore, it only takes one wave to completely destroy this sand castle.

Perhaps, the aristocracy and upstarts of the Desert Empire have understood this, so they will tolerate it again and again, and sit back and watch Ye Zhiqiu, who is from the Eastern Empire, make trouble in the holy city of Mojia, and make a huge career, and in the end, I am afraid they are all waiting to pick peaches.

Because of this, Ye Zhiqiu had to move from one victory to the next, taking advantage of the current relatively favorable situation to gradually disintegrate the enemy's loose alliance, especially when the new target had just settled down and had not yet gained a firm foothold.

Ye Zhiqiu moved! Restrained his aura, especially the murderous aura that was as thick as substance, and after the power of the magnetic field rotation was erected, it became more and more cheap, just like an ordinary civilian living in a slum, walking into the temporary residence of the old man in the mountain.

When passing by a date palm tree, Ye Zhiqiu reached out and picked a leaf down, which looked a bit like sisal, soft but tough, like a natural soft sword.

Seeing this leaf, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but think of the five realms of the sword, the sharp sword, the soft sword, the heavy sword, the swordless sword, and the heart sword, that is, the sword demon Dugu seeks defeat in the way of the sword.

"I hold a soft sword in my hand, but my kendo cultivation is out of the sword, and I have turned into a swordless realm where all grass, trees, earth and stones cannot be swords, but my behavior is an assassin killer, the so-called way of the other is to treat the other body!"

Ye Zhiqiu, who had no murderous aura on his body, walked towards a two-story earth and stone building, a flat-roofed house unique to the civilian area, specially opened up a room, and rented it to outsiders who did not have a fixed place to settle in the holy city of Mojia, so as to earn rent.

There were a bunch of people inside, about thirty people with strong aura, Ye Zhiqiu was estimated to be the top assassin and killer of the old man in the mountain, gathering inside to discuss how to carry out the action.

There was only one gatekeeper outside, wrapped in a thick black one-piece robe, and the aura of his body was at least three times that of ordinary people, and his exposed hands and feet were very fair, but there were fine wrinkles, obviously old.

Ye Zhiqiu estimates that this person is not simple, after all, he can live for enough years in the assassin career between life and death, and his experience must be extremely rich, maybe his physical strength is declining now, and he has no benefits in his heyday, but with the experience of thick land accumulated over the years like a big dictionary, he can cover the rookie newcomer and live in the scene, so he will be sent to guard the door.

As expected, when a civilian passed by this person, the veteran assassin would squint his eyes and take a closer look, as if he could see through a person in an instant.

It's a pity that the veteran assassin who is so vigilant and conscious, doesn't trust everyone, and is suspicious of everything around him, only looks away when he looks at Ye Zhiqiu, and sees the most dangerous enemy as an ordinary civilian.

Then, when Ye Zhiqiu lowered his head and passed by the veteran assassin, the leaves of the date palm tree in his hand poked into his armpit as fast as lightning, sticking to the gap between his ribs, directly cutting this person's heart in half.

There was no one in the world who could withstand the heart-rending wound, in fact, this veteran assassin did not, the tide of severe pain instantly submerged him, relaxed and could tense at any time, the muscles that had been tempered for thousands of years, suddenly spasmed and even curled up, hard like a piece of iron, and in the end he died without a word.

The alleys of this civilian area were littered with wires for drying clothes, and neither passers-by nor those drying clothes on the roofs of balconies found anyone dead under their noses.

Ye Zhiqiu was still pinching the leaves of the date palm tree in his hand, and walked in quietly, not using his eyes to see at all, just relying on his feelings, locking on to one goal after another.

"There are four hidden under the sand, their heartbeats are slow, their breathing is close to turtle breath, and they seem to be high-level killers who are good at lurking for long periods of time and killing with one blow when the target is in place. There are three Assassins hiding in the trees and in the shadows of buildings, and they are disguised in colored clothes, and they have good craftsmanship and fuel. Thirty-six people were in a meeting, all on the second floor, and the doors were not open, which meant that the walls were opened, or the doors of the organs could be moved. ”

Sensing the enemy's layout and general pattern, Ye Zhiqiu began to make a move, wandering around the courtyard in front of the bungalow. He is like a ghost from hell, and others can't see him at all, after all, the eyes of assassins and killers are still mortal in the flesh, and they are controlled by brain waves.

Ye Zhiqiu wanted them not to see themselves, and the blinding method they used was not to use blind spots, weird footwork such as the ghost steps of Yagami Nunnery, but to directly use brainwaves to interfere.

"Electric current pushes! Only a very small electric current is needed to control the human brain, all that is needed is experience and control! What is the thunder arrow of fate, in terms of power, my brain wave interference is even more terrifying, and it is probably not difficult to build a mind control tower in the future!"

The assassin, who was hidden in the shadows of the building and almost perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment, did not perceive the danger at all, and thought that the surroundings were as peaceful as ever, until Ye Zhiqiu's weapon reached out as fast as lightning, cutting his heart in an instant, and death drowned this person like a tide, drowning in the arms of the old friend of darkness.

In the courtyard, the aura of nothingness gradually disappeared, whether it was hiding in a tree or hiding in the ground, it was assassinated by Ye Zhiqiu on the spot with a special method.

The assassins of the old man in the mountains, who were extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, were still discussing their next move in a whisper, not noticing that the silence around them was a little excessive, perhaps each other's voices masking everything that was happening outside, and the upcoming killing feast had stirred up their bloodthirsty hearts, so even their keen intuition did not detect anything abnormal.

Ye Zhiqiu took the first step, cut off the sentry posts on the periphery of the target, looked at the non-moving bungalow, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm an expert in the sixth sense, using electricity to push and weave a mental cage to block the intuitions of the assassins, it's not too simple!"