Chapter 447: The first thief of West Desert!

With a sword like this, it severely damaged the 100,000 sword feather army, and the strength of the ice jade face completely trembled the hearts of all those present in the West Desert.
Fear quickly filled their hearts and spirits.
Rao is a super power such as Meng Yu with the infinite perfection of the Holy Physique. His pupils shrink when he sees it. He knows that once his 300,000 sword feather army join forces, it will definitely be difficult for ordinary saints to stop, but Bing Yuyan actually solved all the troubles with a single sword, even hitting 100,000 people, causing his 300,000 sword feather army to fall to 200,000 from then on. To the million holy feather army who sits in Liangjie Mountain, it is a pain. Movable blow.
Meng Yu was furious and wanted to fight again.
Li Xing Kuang grabbed him and yelled, "Don't withdraw, do you want to die!"
He pulled Meng Yu to evacuate.
The sound of swords resounded across the sky.
Bing Yuyan shot again, and her goal was directed at Meng Yu, violent madness, Yuwen Gui, and Su Dongtian.
To slaughter them is almost severing the potential of the Taixu Dynasty and the Holy Land for Burial in the next hundred years, even three to five hundred years, to give birth to a super-powerful saint.
This is a kind of strangulation.
The four saints were horrified, and Yuwen guilty roared wildly. His ten criminals had been injured in the fierce battle earlier, and with his roar, the ten criminals took action again.
The ten sinners were all wrapped in blood-colored shirts.
They are killing, a symbol of original sin.
The only life is to kill.
"kill!"
The ten sinners joined hands, and ten blood-stained divine knives joined hands to cut out, smashing the sky.
I have to say that the combination of the Ten Sins is equally terrifying.
Even, this also gives other boundless opportunities.
It was like being beaten by Bing Yuyan again and again by violent madness. Knowing the terrible Bing Yuyan, he pulled Meng Yu back.
Like Yuwen's crime, he who was too keen on killing, immediately felt the murderous intent of Bing Yuyan and chose to escape.
Only Su Dongtian, seeing this situation, thought that an opportunity was coming, he turned around and killed Zhang Yang.
"court death!"
In an instant, Bing Yuyan, who had a high fighting spirit, was enraged, and that sub-killing intent could freeze the world.
call out!
She showed her absolute strength and made those who escaped truly realize the ultimate horror of Bing Yuyan.
One sword across the air.
At the beginning of her, the graceful figure was still there.
She passed by, leaving behind a sword light.
She herself appeared in front of Zhang Yang, and the Ice Soul Holy Sword had also pointed at the tip of Su Dongtian's spear.
Click!
The tip of the gun was broken.
Puff puff……
After that, the necks of the ten criminals who were passing by in the distance split open, and there was a line of blood bleeding, and they fell to the ground screaming.
puff!
What's more, the Ice Soul Holy Sword is like a bamboo shattering gun, right in the center of Su Dongtian's eyebrows.
There is no need for a sword to penetrate, but the sword aura condensed by the bitter killing intent directly penetrates the center of Su Dongtian's forehead, shooting blood and splashing from the back of his head.
This blow made Bing Yuyan a little breathless, and she attacked without reservation.
Kill eleven more immeasurables.
Su Dongtian, who was famous in West Desert, was slaughtered.
The silent ten criminals of West Desert were slaughtered.
This time, Bing Yuyan really killed Xi Mo without a sound.
The murderous people like Yuwengui didn't hesitate to retreat to the holy burial site, Mengyu and Li Kuang both chose to flee for their lives. It is conceivable how strong the blow was against them.
The sword feather army retreated.
Zhang Yang looked into the distance.
He could see Jin Zhilong, Jin Liuli, Ye Lang and other masters of the Open Heaven Realm and the Small Boundless Realm. It is a pity that these people witnessed this battle, and even their will to fight was defeated and they retreated directly.
From start to finish, Zhang Yang didn't have a chance to shoot.
It was exactly Bing Yuyan's performance alone.
This battle also made Bing Yuyan's battle fun, and her combat power was also shown incisively and vividly. Don't look at it and the quantity is incomparable when the southern border is infinitely large, but the quality is amazing, especially there is a division star. .
"Such a powerful woman, don't despise me in the future." Zhang Yang smiled.
Bing Yuyan's beautiful eyes bloomed with moving brilliance, and he whispered softly, "Even if you are a mortal, I will not dislike it."
Zhang Yang only feels goose bumps all over his body, but he feels crooked inside.
The two are leaving.
They felt it was time to go back.
First came to the Lingsheng Stone Mine, and brought Yun Zhengu's body.
As a saint, Yun Zhengu's corpse will not rot at all after being thrown there for a hundred years.
"There is a holy war in the Holy Land of Burial."
Bing Yuyan, who was about to leave, looked at the holy place of burial with feeling.
They thought that after the war, the saints who were left behind in the burial holy land were going to be killed, so they had to go. How could they think that there was a holy war inside.
Zhang Yang blinked, wondering if it was a trap.
The saints nowadays are very unscrupulous.
"The winner is divided." Bing Yuyan watched, "A saint was slaughtered, and the murderer ran away with severe injuries."
Zhang Yang immediately said, "Go and see where the saint escaped."
Taking advantage of the most fragile time of the Holy Land of Burial, a large number of saints go to the wild forest and dare to enter the Holy Land of Burial. The key is that they are enemies with the Holy Land of Burial, so they may be friends.
Bing Yuyan took his hand and urged the ancient teleportation formation on the crystal beast bone.
Whoosh!
They disappear.
This time, Bing Yuyan used his own judgment to come to a place more than 3,000 miles southeast of the Holy Land of Burial.
When they arrived, they saw a saint rushing here with a disheveled head, bruised and bruised, laughing frantically.
The speed of the saint is not fast, because his injury is very serious, and he staggers to fall.
Zhang Yang looked at it together.
He saw that the saint had no earlobe on his right ear.
Look at this look again.
"Duan Mingfeng!"
He whispered.
When the embarrassed saint was still three to five hundred meters away from them, he fell to the ground, looked up at them, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and said, "I will use my life's reserves to ask two people to help me tell the West Desert. , It is said that Duan Mingfeng has eliminated the traitors, and since then there are only eleven thieves in West Desert."
Duan Mingfeng, the thirteen thieves of the West Desert ranked first.
He was also the one who Leng Daotian looked for and asked to join the Holy Land of Falling Stars, but refused.
He has actually proclaimed the saint, and broke into the holy burial site to kill the traitors.
Zhang Yang sighed, this is indeed a man, no wonder he was unwilling to join at the beginning, and would rather clean the door alone at the cost of his own life.
"Tell them yourself."
Zhang Yang reached out and took out a bottle of life holy water and poured a small bottle into Duan Mingfeng.
The effect of the Holy Water of Life was astonishing, and his injury recovered 30-40% in an instant, but the internal injury still took time to recover.
Duan Mingfeng was dumbfounded, he looked at Zhang Yang, then at Bing Yuyan, and finally at the cold corpse in Zhang Yang's hand. He knew that it was Yun Zhengu, the first saint in the burial site.
He was shocked: "You are the Reckless Saint Advocating Yang."
Zhang Yang smiled and stretched out his hand to him, saying: "Welcome to the Reckless Holy Land, the first thief may be interested."
Looking at the stretched hand, Duan Mingfeng stood up swayingly, holding his hand, and said: "The twelve thieves of the West Desert join the Star Falling Holy Land!"