The clouds were thick, and there was a dragon's roar faintly, and the wind and rain came in an instant when the hand was opened, and the rainstorm poured down, and everyone looked at it in shock, looking at this Guangling Zhenren, who can be said to be one of the strongest human beings, slowly stretched out his hand, and the wind and rain were urgent.

Yun Conglong, that hand opened to reveal a world of clouds and mist, dense with dark clouds, as if there was a behemoth that appeared and disappeared from time to time, occasionally revealing a scale and half a claw, which was terrifying.

This is the peerless school of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain faction, through the curtain of thousands of heavy rainstorms, Qin Fan felt a burst of stiffness, and his body could not move, this punch is really not simple, but I don't know how much strength Guangling Zhenren will use, thinking that this is the power of the small world? Sure enough, it is not simple, and the figure in front of him is still standing proudly.

Finally, that punch arrived, with heavy rain and black lead clouds like ink, this is the dragon, the dragon main attack!

In Qin Fan's blood-colored sight, Xi Tong quietly looked at the black clouds as if she didn't realize anything, the torrential rain washed her face, there was no joy or sorrow, she just stood calmly, Qin Fan didn't know what made her so persistent, she didn't know what made her refuse to take a step back.

With the heavy rain and dark clouds coming, Xi Tong fell from his sword.

Because there is wind and rain in his fists, that is the small world, this is the difference between the world and the world, even if it is just the prototype of a small world, it is not easy to resist, even if you are a peerless genius.

Xi Tong didn't dodge, and she couldn't avoid it at all, so she drew her sword and dropped her sword, as if she appeared in Qin Fan's blood-colored sight at the beginning, regardless of the wind and rain, but she was not afraid.

A blue sword light pierced the wind and rain, and the sword intent carried a sense of arrogance and determination, which definitely represented determination and perseverance, and it was definitely not despair, because so far she was still very confident, and that heart was still proud.

This sword she slashed not Guangling Zhenren, but the first to rush over the rainstorm and dense dark clouds, this sword is not a sword, it sounds very contradictory, but Xi Tong's falling sword is indeed not a sword, but with absolute cold, from the rainstorm to the dense dark clouds, it is the range of her attack.

This sword is not a slash, nor a split, nor any sword. It is the determination and coldness to freeze everything, and because it can't kill people, it directly freezes the attack.

It's stupid, but it's the most effective way to do it right now.

Xi Tong's sword centered on himself and began to freeze towards the surroundings, because these attacks would always fall on him, so the best thing to do was this. As a result, the rainstorm began to freeze and slow down, and the dark clouds began to freeze and dissipate.

Soon the surrounding rain-soaked alleys began to be covered with frost, so that the small world of Guangling real people began to be frozen by frost, and the blue sword light was still advancing, freezing everything around, and the onlookers were really shocked enough, because they heard the sound of the small world constantly clicking and being frozen, this peerless genius actually wanted to break the small world of Guangling real people?

One punch dragon, one punch tiger, now that both of his fists have been released, he naturally can't face this sword. This blue sword light rushed towards Guangling Zhenren without hesitation with a haughty and cold temperature.

Guangling Zhenren is very strong, everyone knows that even in the face of such a nirvana situation, people still firmly believe that he can break it, not because of legends, not because of the small world, but because he has not drawn his sword so far.

"Well, it's really good, and it's really a peerless genius. Guangling Zhenren's admiration sounded, this was an appreciation from the heart, whether it was in the past or in the future, he had reason to believe that this woman was definitely one of the most powerful geniuses in decades or even a hundred years, because both the ability to comprehend in the Dao and the battle was extraordinary.

"As I said, it doesn't matter if the tiger is broken, it doesn't matter if the dragon is broken. In fact, whether it is a dragon or a tiger, the power exerted on the two fists is actually only one percent, and at most it is only one percent. As he spoke, Guangling Zhenren began to draw his sword.

It turns out that the Yicheng that Guangling Zhenren said before was not a temptation or a release of water, but was already using all his strength, because the power that the fist could exert was only Yicheng, so it was said that it was Yicheng before, and everyone understood it so far. But Xitong had already understood all this, so he had that attack before, forcing Guangling Zhenren to draw his sword.

The sword came out, the dragon and the tiger were both coming, and the wind and rain rose again, but it was ten, hundred, or even more powerful than before.

The dragon and tiger sword came out, and there were many dark clouds behind Guangling Zhenren immediately, and then there was a faint tiger roaring dragon roar, revealing a dragon or a tiger's scales and claws from time to time, the wind and rain, the wind and clouds changed, like the wrath of the sky.

This is the prototype of his small world, suddenly a tiger appeared, the huge tiger's mouth was like an incomparably terrifying black hole, swallowing all the cold ruins and everything that could be absorbed into his mouth, and then a five-clawed golden dragon appeared, allowing the blue cold sword light to pierce into the body, still swooping down and rushing towards Xitong.

What if you see through the small world? What if you see through the sword momentum?

"Ang!" This is the angry roar of the dragon, which represents the arrogance of Guangling Zhenren, as the arrogance of the seniors.

"Roar!" This is the roar of the tiger, it represents the anger of Guangling Zhenren from the heart, he is furious, he is seen through the sword momentum by a young man, and he has to rely on the most powerful small world to be able to seriously injure the other party.

The wind and rain, the dragon and the tiger roared, in an incomparably hot and brilliant light, the dragon and tiger broke through Xi Tong's divine sword, the temperature suddenly rose, and in the extremely harsh roar, the dragon and tiger roared, passing through Xi Tong's body, the roar was so intense that Xi Tong's own screams were instantly drowned out.

It's really easy, and almost at the moment when Guangling Zhenren drew his sword, people had already guessed the ending. With Xitong's peerless genius, she saw through Guangling Zhenren's first tiger fist, and the second time she faced the swooping dragon, she also saw through the sword momentum, so she directly froze all the attacks, thus forcing Guangling Zhenren to draw her sword.

This is really a genius, she can comprehend it further in the battle, and I believe that her cultivation will be faster and more profound, but now it is too late, both fists are only one percent of the power of this sword, even if you are a peerless genius, what can you do? What if you see through the sword momentum and then take out the sword? The gap is the realm, it is like the sky and the sea, this is the gap between the strong who has a small world and the strong who does not have a small world.

So, people looked at the woman in white in the wind and rain blankly, her white clothes quickly oozing red bloodstains, blood flowed out of the corners of her mouth, a head of hair had been completely scattered, her eyes were blank, "wow", and a mouthful of blood spit out, her internal organs shook, her body and mind were damaged, and she could no longer do it easily, like a waste person.

However, what shocked everyone even more was that Xi Tong's sword was only a few inches away from the center of Guangling Zhenren's eyebrows, it turned out that she had already seen through everything, if she held on for a while, maybe the ending would be very different, but in the end it was not successful, Guangling Zhenren's sword was faster, the realm was more far-reaching, and it was far from what she could fight the enemy, but even so, everyone was still shocked by Xi Tong.

"Sure enough, it's a peerless genius, it's a pity!" Guangling Zhenren really felt that it was a pity, such a peerless genius fell into his hands, they should not have met, because the two had nothing to do with each other, but now he had to kill the killer, so even he would feel pity.

Everyone didn't speak, they were still in shock, Wang Ziye watched the woman in white hold the big sword on her shoulder but let go, although it was a pity, but he couldn't.

Qin An stared at the woman in white in front of her without squinting, even if she reached such a situation, she still did not retreat. Qin An's eyes were red for a while, but they were bright, and the brightness was a little amazing, as if she had decided something, so she let go of the old wine, came to Xitong's side step by step, supported her, and also blocked the front of Guangling Zhenren.

Qin Fan picked up the nine-stringed piano and also came to the side of these two people, even if he died, he couldn't hide behind the two women, at this time, he heard Guangling Zhenren "haha" and smiled, and said: "What is this? Die together? Then I will fulfill you?"

As he said this, his feet gradually detached from the water on the ground, and his body slowly rose into the air, his long hair flying, and his domineering and violent aura enveloped the entire town.

Guangling Zhenren has decided to deliver the most powerful and final blow, the wind and rain will be slightly stopped, but everyone knows that this will be the moment of calm before the storm, the hard streets are full of potholes and cracks smashed by the heavy rain, this is the full strength of a cultivator in the small world, and the wind and rain make him like a god under his feet.

Everyone stared blankly, calmly and calmly, waiting for the final blow to fall, only in the corner, from the corner came the sound of the roar of the beast, the groan of pain, faint but firm.