Chapter 401 Which senior?

The Star Alliance and the Thousand Heroes Cult, the two dominant forces in the six eastern counties, are at war.

It is undoubtedly very shocking.

Everyone in the six counties to the east knows that these two forces have been feuding for a long time.

The various battles and frictions between the two parties over the years have finally erupted today.

The loser will suffer eternal disaster and will be completely eliminated from the six counties in the east.

At this time, the Star Alliance had always had the upper hand.

However, due to Ling Yu's appearance and Xu Xing's injury, the situation suddenly changed.

There are more than 300 eighth-level Earth Yuans from Qianxiong Cult, and more than 200 eighth-level Earth Yuans are besieging the Star Alliance.

The Star Alliance was instantly at a disadvantage.

Of course, although the gap exists, it is not huge. In a short period of time, the results will be difficult to distinguish.

Xu Xing originally wanted to help.

But he was stopped by a shocking sword intent.

"Who are you?" Xu Xing stared coldly at the young man holding the sword in front of him.

That dreamlike movement of starlight and shadow, that astonishing sword.

It made him extremely afraid.

"Why do you want to interfere in the affairs of our Star Alliance and the Thousand Heroes Cult?"

"Ling Yu." The young man, naturally Ling Yu, only replied coldly.

Then he didn't speak again.

"Ling Yu?" Xu Xing frowned, then his expression changed, "Xingying Sword Ling Yu?"

"The former second among the six geniuses of the royal capital, now the head of the six geniuses, the chief of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect."

Ling Yu didn't answer, his face was cold and arrogant.

And Xu Xing didn't ask any more questions.

It seemed that Ling Yu's arrival was a matter of course and there was no need to ask any more questions.

What's left is just endless fighting and killing intent.

The next second, Xu Xing moved his hands and picked up the flute.

The terrifying flute sound once again covered the whole city.

"In front of me, you have no chance to use these phantom sounds again." Ling Yu said coldly, moved his steps, and took action instantly.

And the ferocious and huge double-headed snake shadow on Xu Xing's body immediately emitted a fierce light.

The huge five-venomous snake head roared.

Five kinds of cold poison appeared out of thin air, covering a kilometer range around Xu Xing.

The poisonous mist of different colors is superimposed layer by layer and merges with each other.

Even under Xu Xing's control, it continued to compress.

Finally, it was compressed to a range of 100 meters, forming a terrifying poisonous barrier.

It is not difficult to imagine that this colorful and beautiful dense fog definitely contains deadly murderous intent.

The poison inside is even more intense to the extreme.

Nearby, there happened to be two warriors of the eighth level of Earth Yuan fighting, but they encountered some poisonous mist.

Immediately his face turned black and his mouth overflowed with blood.

Although he did not die immediately, his fighting strength was greatly reduced and he was injured instantly.

Upon seeing this, the warriors from both sides who were fighting fiercely around them immediately changed their expressions and moved away.

The spectators thousands of meters away also took a deep breath.

"It appeared. It was the five-color cold poison of Alliance Leader Xu Xing."

"No one has ever been able to escape under that kind of poisonous fog."

Xiao Yi frowned when he heard this.

However, his eyes were focused more on Ling Yu.

Because, at this moment, Ling Yu had turned into a blue phantom and rushed into the terrifying poisonous mist.

The spectators around shook their heads.

"Although that young swordsman is strong, he is so reckless, which is really a taboo for fighting."

"After all, he was too young. He was able to injure Xu Xing with just one sword."

"This time, I'm afraid he will be defeated by Xu Xing."

"No, Xu Xing lost." Xiao Yi said lightly.

Xu Xing's poisonous mist is powerful.

However, it was absolutely too much for him to stand on the spot and cast the Phantom Sound of the Demonic Snake, relying only on the poisonous mist to protect himself.

You know, his opponent is a swordsman.

Moreover, he is also the chief disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.

A swordsman who is best at fighting.

Unless Xu Xing can instantly kill Ling Yu.

Otherwise, Xu Xing would never be able to withstand the violent attacks of swordsmen warriors under such overwhelming circumstances.

Sure enough, Xiao Yi's words had just finished.

Within that poisonous mist, star shadows were already surging.

One after another, the sharp sword energy, like the wind and the remaining clouds, easily destroyed the large piece of poisonous mist.

Xu Xing was directly blown away by Ling Yu's sword. He vomited blood and was seriously injured in an instant.

Ling Yu's figure moved, and a sword was pressed against Xu Xing's throat.

"You lost." Ling Yu uttered three words coldly, and then said nothing more.

He seems to always cherish words like gold.

"Failed?" Xu Xing's face turned ugly, and then he looked crazy, "No, I didn't lose."

"If I can't defeat you, how can I defeat that person?"

"You'd better not move." Ling Yu said coldly.

"You are no match for me now. Maybe in a few years, you will be qualified to fight me."

"But now, I want to kill you, just with my hands."

"Really?" Just at this moment, an old voice sounded, mixed with rage.

An old man suddenly attacked Ling Yu with a palm strike.

Ling Yu frowned and lightly blocked the Star Shadow Sword in his hand.

There was a crisp sword chant.

Ling Yu was knocked back more than ten meters.

The person who came was none other than one of the five half-step Tianyuan.

"Leader, is there something serious?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

"It's okay." Xu Xing shook his head, "I just suffered some injuries. It doesn't matter."

On the other side, as time gradually passes.

The more than 200 eighth-level Earth Yuans on the Star Alliance side were gradually besieged by the more than 300 eighth-level Earth Yuans from the Thousand Hero Sect, and their disadvantage became more and more serious.

There were even casualties.

At the same time, on the side of Qianxiong Cult Leader.

Only five half-step Tianyuan people could stop him.

Now that one person was missing, the four half-step Tianyuan were instantly at a disadvantage.

Xu Xing and the old man frowned at the same time, "We must deal with Ling Yu as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, our Star Alliance will be in danger in this battle."

After that, the two of them joined hands and went up.

Ling Yu, happy and not afraid.
To be continued...