It was much smoother than Yang Jian imagined. The three-story palace group took only less than half an hour for Yang Jian.

The thieves and bandits are in chaos, and they are far less threats than Yang Jian imagined, and they are strong.

The fourth-level palace group is actually a palace pavilion, because this entire floor is used by the Black Mountain bandit leader Li Guiren.

However, when Yang Jian rushed up, in this huge and magnificent palace, in addition to the bandit leader Li Guiren on the huge White Tiger Throne, there were also three powerful people above the human immortal realm.

The palace with gold and jade is equipped with a tiger-skin chair with a strong grass-rooted aura.

Very rich and rustic decoration style!

On the tiger-skin chair, Li Guiren was more handsome than Yang Jian imagined. He was white-faced and crowned jade. He was not like a bandit leader who robbed thousands of miles of land, but more like a romantic scholar on earth.

Beside Li Guiren, on the big tiger-skin chair, a slender woman was wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a red veil covering her head. On her ankles, there were monster-level tiger tendons tied up her feet and could not move.

As for the three leaders of Heifeng Village below Li Guiren, they are typical bandits. They are all unshaven and rough and ferocious. In each of them, they are also holding two trembling women at the foot of the mountain.

"A mere immortal can disrupt my Heifeng Village to such an extent overnight, and can still kill someone to come to a certain family without any harm. Who are you? You are a little capable. As long as you are willing, a family will not care about your collision today and let you be the fourth seat of my Heifeng Village. If you are 180,000 men under your command, you will be half of them, how about it?"

Concubine Li has a handsome face, and has a little bit of knowledge and mind.

As long as the other party has that intention, the power of perception can easily cover the entire Heifeng Village for dozens of miles.

Even after feeling the chaos in his Black Wind Village, Li Guiren was extremely calm and wanted to recruit Yang Jian under his command.

Faced with such a nobleman, Yang Jian had no reason and had the urge to laugh.

In the last life, he was known as the "Golden Palace of Haotian, Supreme Natural and Miraculous Jade Emperor". He held the list of Gods and sat in the thirty-three heavens, and ruled the three realms of heaven.

If the other party wants to mobilize himself, he must see if he is feeling happy.

Unexpectedly, now, a bandit leader at the level of a fairy is just sitting on a high position with a big golden sword, and he wants to use the fourth seat to attract himself.

"If you have vision, just by your words, I will kill you alone after capturing you!"

Yang Jian looked at the Concubine Li with a laugh and cry, and then looked at the three bandit leaders in the hall, looking back and forth.

These three people, one of whom had just entered the realm of earthly immortals, had a weak energy, and one of whom was at the peak of human immortals, with bloodthirsty faces. The last one, who was also at the peak of human immortals, had a somewhat obscure qi.

"Boy, the village master is soliciting you, so I respect you. If you don't want toast, I will punish you! Wang Wuer of a certain family, let someone try your best!"

"Noisy!"

Just as the bloodthirsty man stood up, picked up a big axe, and looked arrogant, ready to teach Yang Jian a lesson as a strong man.

I saw a wisp of qi flowing into Yang Jian’s body, rushing into the void, blowing a bunch of invisible and formless vicious blood ghosts directly into pieces.

At the same time, the God of War Art was running at an extremely fast speed, turning into a mysterious rune and imprinted in Yang Jian's body. The real dragon roared into the sky, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Jian's power had soared by four or five times.

Buzz!

Yang Jian's arms were pulled, his muscles trembled, and the power of the real dragon on his lumbar spine rushed upwards and poured into Yang Jian's arms.

The void emits a shocking sound like a cloth, and the bronze spear was infused by Yang Jian's magic power, emitting a dazzling divine light.

boom!

The spear took off his hand and directly tore the air apart, splashing out circles of white sonic boom ripples, making a roar like a rolling thunder.

Like a god throwing a spear of thunder from above the sky, it is like a real dragon opening its eyes, with its horns rugged, and it hits with the momentum of the real dragon rising into the sky.

Bang!

The spear thrown out by Yang Jian was too fast, and it was almost at the bloodthirsty evil man. He had only had time to protect the giant axe in his hand on his chest, and was hit by the spear head-on.

The huge black iron axe weighing more than a thousand pounds was directly shattered by the terrifying spear. The bloodthirsty man just shouted and reported his name, and was nailed to a large chair that had been dismantled.

This evil man seems rough and cruel, but in fact, he is a sinister person.

When he was talking to Yang Jian before, he released the invisible vampire he had raised for unknown periods and wanted to sneak attack Yang Jian from above.

However, Yang Jian has the power of heavenly eyes, and all ghosts and monsters have nowhere to hide in Yang Jian's eyes.

"You're looking for death!"

All this happened so quickly. Yang Jian's thunder throw was too powerful, so powerful that it made the other two evil men extremely terrified.

With a roar, the two bandits stood up one after another, shattering the big chair under them, and also shaking the woman in their arms to death on the spot.

On the contrary, on the tiger-skin chair in the center, Li Guiren, who was in the Tianxian Realm, still had a faint smile on his face, as if he did not take the death of his generals to heart.

"Wangshu beautiful man, didn't scare you!"

Compared to the death of his general, Li Guiren seemed to be the woman surrounded by a red veil, which made him pay more attention to.

Seeing the expression of Li Guiren, especially after hearing the other party's words, Yang Jian's eyes instantly condensed, sweeping across the bride's body in a quiet manner.

In just a moment, Yang Jian already understood the thoughts of Concubine Li.

For Li Guiren, from the beginning to the end, the other party did not take the so-called Black Mountain Village or the so-called Eighteen Heads to heart. Everything about this so-called Black Wind Village is just a group of minion ants serving him.

The cultivation level of the celestial fairy realm is the true confidence of Concubine Li.

The real Black Wind Giant Thief was the only one who was Li Guiren from beginning to end. As long as the other party was not dead, the Black Wind Giant Thief's flag would never fall.

As for the subordinates, if they die, they will recruit another group.

This Concubine Li is simply a vicious beast who is extremely selfish. In his eyes, the lives of outsiders are not worth much, and the lives of his own subordinates are equally worth nothing.

"What a great thief in the black wind. Your beauty, why not let the orphans train you for a few days?"

"presumptuous!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!