C167 I Swear

The sword lights fell, and the heads of five people were cut off.

In the dark, by the side of the mountain road.

Yang Jian was riding on the back of Heavenly-horsed Unicorn Little White, looking at this scene in shock. He had been greatly shocked five times in his heart.

Although he was unable to sense the exact cultivation base of those mountain bandits, he had basic common sense