Chapter 405: The game is over!

"Ten Thousand Sword Spirit Formation!" Qin Ming sneered coldly, and punched a mark in his hand.
Hum!
The mark sank into the ground, and a series of incomparable sharp swords suddenly drilled out of the ground!
Under the shining of the sun, Li Jianjian's body flashed with a chill, like a poisonous tongue.
On Ling Xiao's side, it was still the ancient killing formation.
A strong and extreme killing air lingered beside Ling Xiao.
The power of the two formations continues to rise, making the audience frightened.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have been unbelievable, this kind of formation power turned out to be issued by two middle-rank formation mages!
Everyone was holding their breath and staring at the two people in the field.
"Everything should be over." Qin Ming said coldly.
Ling Xiao chuckled and said, "It's indeed time to end."
In the next moment, the two people simultaneously spit out an extremely cold killing character!
"kill!"
With this word spit out, Wan Jian hummed and left!
A wave of killing air beside Ling Xiao also rumbling out, directly hitting the flying sword!
Boom!
As if the sky broke and the earth cracked, the loud noise pierced everyone's eardrums.
Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely cold, and his hands were quickly imprinted, and the imprints were continuously punched out of his hands.
The same was true for Qin Ming, except that his speed was a little slower than Ling Xiao's speed of printing.
The sharp swords humming and whistling at the scene, the aura of killing is shocking!
The spectators were extremely shocked in the hands of the two sides.
If someone enters the venue at this time, they will be torn to pieces, right?
Ling Xiao's expression was complacent, and the speed of her hands was fast, even faster than before.
However, Qin Ming was in a cold sweat. He only discovered at this time that it was not just him who had hidden his strength, but Ling Xiao had also hidden his strength!
Qin Ming dared to swear that the ancient killing formation activated yesterday in the Lingxiao formation was absolutely not as terrifying as it is today!
Not only in the power of the formation, but also in the printing speed, there is also a huge difference.
"Impossible! How could I lose!" Qin Ming shouted, "Ning!"
As soon as the word condensed, Wan Jian buzzed even more crazily.
In the next moment, I saw ten thousand sharp swords converging into a giant sword that could split mountains and mountains.
Everyone on the scene was shocked to see this scene. With such a huge sword cut out with one sword, is Ling Xiao still alive?
"Cut!" Qin Ming shouted loudly.
The giant sword slashed towards Ling Xiao as soon as it went forward, with an unmatched aura, as if it could slash everything in the world.
After seeing this scene, everyone at the scene could no longer suppress the shock in their hearts and screamed.
"Hi...Can Ling Xiao be able to stop this sword going down?"
"Such a terrifying formation is indeed a disciple of the Sky Formation Sect!"
"It's really wonderful!"
"Ling Xiao, come on!"
"..."
The discussion at the scene was so loud that it was impossible to hear who said what.
The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth rose slightly, and said coldly: "The game should be over!"
The voice fell, and the strong killing energy gathered into a pair of giant hands, directly facing the giant sword.
Boom!
After a loud noise, everyone at the scene was shocked by the scenes before them.
I saw the giant hand stretched out and clamped it, and directly fixed the giant sword firmly!
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