"Duan Ling, you stop me" Zhao Jie roared angrily at Duan Ling, and his figure instantly disappeared in place and shot straight towards Duan Ling. As the sharp sword in Duan Ling's hand fell inch by inch, his anger could not be expressed in words.

Zhao Jie's speed was extremely fast, he had to stop Duan Ling no matter what, it was his inheritance, he had almost held half of this inheritance in his hands, he would never allow Duan Ling to snatch it from his hands.

The sharp sword in Duan Ling's hand roared, and a light like a galaxy fell straight down. However, Zhao Jie's speed was unprecedentedly fast at this moment, and the moment the sword in Duan Ling's hand was just slashed, his figure was already close to the front.

Duan Ling finally managed to get this sword into his hand, and this sword was not completely under his control at this time. After all, the aura brought by Honglie's fingers was only a little bit, so it was still extremely difficult for Duan Ling to wield this sword at the moment, how could he let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Seeing that Zhao Jie's figure was approaching, an erected eye suddenly appeared in the center of Duan Ling's eyebrows. The eyes opened suddenly, and a white light shot out in an instant, shining on Zhao Jie, who was approaching him.

Zhao Jie, who was quickly approaching Duan Ling, suddenly felt a shock all over his body, and the feeling he had when he had fought with Duan Ling for the black whip appeared on his body again, as if there were countless invisible silk threads that bound him firmly, making him instantly feel as if he had lost the ability to move, making his figure stop in place so abruptly.

It was also at this moment that the Milky Way Rivalry that fell from the sword in Duan Ling's hand also fell violently at this moment, and it was the regeneration finger that was directly aimed at Honglie's right hand.

"No" Zhao Jie's eyes were red and his expression was hideous, but he could only watch as the Milky Way light fell on his regeneration finger. The regenerated fingers fell with a bang in the silver cutting, and they shattered into several pieces.

Zhao Jie's whole body trembled, and his hatred for Duan Ling seemed to have reached its limit. His constant struggle caused a trace of blood to begin to flow from Duan Ling's eyes.

As that finger was cut off, the sword in Duan Ling's hand seemed to have a rebellious intent at this moment. He feared that the sword would shake him back again, and he hurriedly returned it to Hongye's hands.

There was a feeling of pain on his forehead, and Duan Ling knew that his spiritual eye's binding on Zhao Jie might not last long. He glanced at Honglie's real fingers in his hand, and instantly took them towards the gap in Honglie's palm.

When the fingers touched the palms of the hands, the palace began to shake in an instant, creating a scene that was several times larger than that of the regenerated fingers. A golden halo immediately rose from Honglie's body, and the fingers connected to his palm began to heal rapidly.

"Don't let him be inherited" Ning Wuji's face turned pale, and with a thick jealousy, he immediately pinched the trick and pointed at Duan Ling, and a burning green light suddenly appeared in front of him.

His right hand waved towards the green lantern, and the flame in the lamp was instantly extinguished, and a black smoke drifted out from the green lantern, turning into a huge black palm and slapping towards Duan Ling quickly.

Rumble!!!

Ning Wuji's black giant palm instantly bombarded Duan Ling's back, Duan Ling instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was bleeding at this moment.

Zhao Jie, who had been struggling constantly, was also attacked by Ning Wuji's attack on Duan Ling, and instantly broke free from the shackles brought to him by the spiritual eye, and rushed towards Duan Ling again through gritted teeth.

And Ning Wuji saw that he had succeeded in one blow, and with a wave of his hand again, the fire in the green light in mid-air instantly ignited, and a wisp of flame separated and dispersed, this time turning into a huge burning face.

This huge face flew towards Duan Ling, and it was about to hit Duan Ling's back, but it suddenly went out in midair, and the burning flame face instantly turned into an ice sculpture at this moment. Attached to the ice face was a long whip that was pitch black.

Li Ranyan stood not far from Ning Wuji with a pale face, she snorted coldly at Ning Wuji, and then whipped the black whip in her hand towards the ice sculpture face, and there was a cracking sound on it. At this moment, the ice sculpture face was full of cracks and fell to the ground in an instant.

It all happened slowly, but only in a moment. Li Ranyan couldn't stop the black giant palm magic power that Ning Wuji had sent to Duan Ling before, but she could stop this second time.

"Shameless villain. Li Ranyan sneered at Ning Wuji, and her black whip, which emitted an extremely cold air, suddenly whipped towards Ning Wuji. In Li Ranyan's opinion, Ning Wuji's repeated actions of helping Duan Ling attack Zhao Jie first and helping Zhao Jie attack Duan Ling at this moment can only be described as shameless.

All of a sudden, the roar continued, and Li Ranyan endured the injuries in her body and kept waving her long whip to fight with Ning Wuji. The cold qi on the long whip condensed the sharp thorns of ice picks, and continued to gallop down towards Ning Wuji, Ning Wuji was sweating profusely and desperately defending, but there were still several ice picks that pierced his body into a few blood holes. He suddenly realized how ridiculous the so-called Tianjiao title on his body was at this moment, Zhao Jie was stronger than him, Duan Ling was stronger than him, and even this stunning woman was stronger than him!

At the same time, after Duan Ling was bombarded by Ning Wuji, he saw that Zhao Jie had already broken free from the shackles of his spiritual eye, and he was even more rushing towards him with murderous intent.

He didn't pay attention to Zhao Jie, and stretched out his right index finger in Zhao Jie's eyes that seemed to be about to burst into flames, and instantly connected with Honglie's fingers.

The golden light that had flowed back into Honglie's body before once again flowed rapidly from his body, flowing from his fingers to Duan Ling's body. Duan Ling's whole body immediately felt a feeling that made him comfortable, this golden light continued to repair his injuries in his body, and with the recovery power of Cangtian Mu, Duan Ling even felt that it seemed that the injuries he had received before, at this moment, suddenly recovered seven or eight points.

His bones and flesh began to become even harder and stronger in this golden light inflow, and there were many characters flowing through his mind, at this moment Ling already understood that this golden light could not only improve his physical body, but also hide some kind of method.

It's just that some of the formulas have flowed into Zhao Jie's body before this, so the formulas he got at this moment have become incomplete.

Rumble!!

Zhao Jie's fist slammed into Duan Ling's body, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth again, and his chest was instantly sunken, but Duan Ling's footsteps did not take half a step back, all of Zhao Jie's attacks were taken by him, and the hard stone bricks under his feet also began to shatter and spread after he took Zhao Jie's punch. His fingers were still firmly connected with Honglie's fingers, and the golden inheritance light from Honglie's body did not pause at all.

"I'll see how long you can last, give me death. Zhao Jie saw that Duan Ling's fingers didn't want to leave Honglie's fingers at all, and the blue tendons on his face instantly rose, and his physical cultivation was even more instantaneous.

He couldn't let Duan Ling accept Honglie's inheritance like this all the time, otherwise Duan Ling's physical strength would be greatly improved like him after a while. At that time, if you want to kill Duan Ling again, the difficulty will be even greater.

Zhao Jie's fist of extreme physical cultivation bloomed with golden light at this moment, and there was a clicking sound in the void wherever the fist passed. This time, he was going to kill Duan Ling with one blow, and with all his strength, he would interrupt the inheritance he was accepting at the moment.

The fist with fierce and domineering power blasted towards Duan Ling's head, Zhao Jie didn't believe that Duan Ling could still be indifferent under his punch. The fist roared, and its power had even blown Duan Ling's hair. It's just that the fist that was about to hit Duan Ling's head suddenly stopped at this moment.

A long black whip wrapped around Zhao Jie's right hand, and Zhao Jie's fist could no longer move forward half an inch under the confinement of this long whip. And on the long whip, there were bursts of cold air that suddenly rose, and Zhao Jie's entire arm was rapidly frozen at this moment, but in an instant, his entire arm was completely frozen.

Zhao Jie had a murderous intent in his eyes, and looked at the stunning woman holding the long whip at this moment. He suddenly raised his left hand into a fist and instantly slammed it on his right arm, the ice cubes covering his right arm shattered layer by layer, and a strong force immediately flowed down the black whip towards Li Ranyan.

Li Ranyan took a few steps back under the force of this shock, she had been injured before, and the strong force from Zhao Jie's fist made blood flow from the corners of her mouth in an instant.

"Duan Ling is going to die, you are going to die too!" Zhao Jie snorted coldly at Li Ranyan and said angrily.

As soon as his words fell, the moment he looked at Duan Ling again, he saw that a fist was already close to his face, it was Duan Ling's left fist, his right finger was still receiving the inheritance, but his left hand was already clenched into a fist.

How could Duan Ling give up this opportunity to disappear in an instant, Li Ranyan's long whip made Zhao Jie's mind appear briefly distracted, and Duan Ling took advantage of this short moment.

Rumble!

Duan Ling's left hand slammed into Zhao Jie's chest, and Zhao Jie, who didn't expect it at all, saw that it was too late to avoid this rapid punch, his chest immediately sunken, and blood spurted out of his mouth, and his entire body continued to retreat several feet away.

"He could have injured me in a split second, and I wouldn't have been able to kill him for a long time. Zhao Jie's eyes showed a cold glow, and his heart was even more afraid. He clearly felt that the golden light transformation that Duan Ling had obtained in Honglie's finger was obviously much faster than that he had obtained in his regeneration finger.

And seeing that the golden light in Honglie's body was constantly dimming, Zhao Jie didn't dare to delay any longer, and his body became three feet tall at this moment. His speed and strength also increased several times in an instant, and his figure shot straight out at a rapid speed.

But Li Ranyan would not let him succeed, Duan Ling had reached the most critical moment at this moment, the whip in Li Ranyan's hand swung towards Zhao Jie again, Zhao Jie's body was already several times stronger than before, but under the whip of the black whip in Li Ranyan's hand, there were still several deep scars on his body.

"Do you think I can't kill you?" Zhao Jie's eyes were blood-red, and Li Ranyan stopped his attacks one after another, which had already made him feel extremely aggrieved. Looking at Ning Wuji again, in the face of Li Ranyan, he couldn't stop him at all, and Zhao Jie even sneered and scolded him a few words in his heart.

Even if he knew that Duan Ling was about to finish accepting the inheritance, if he didn't kill Li Ranyan first, he would have no chance to attack Duan Ling at all. Zhao Jie was extremely helpless in his heart, he could only rush to Li Ranyan with great reluctance, whether he wanted it or not, this was the path he had to choose at this time.

His figure approached Li Ranyan in an instant, and the rumbling sound in the palace continued, and Li Ranyan's figure was blown away several times, but just when Zhao Jie wanted to turn around to deal with Duan Ling, Li Ranyan suddenly came out to stop him.

Duan Ling was anxious in his heart, his spiritual sense had already seen the blood flowing from the corner of Li Ranyan's mouth. Thinking that he had promised her that he would leave the rest to himself, but he still had no way to solve the dilemma alone.

"Hurry up" Duan Ling looked at the golden light cluster that was getting smaller and smaller, and kept urging in his heart.

"Give me death. Zhao Jie shouted, and in just a moment, he had thrown hundreds of punches.

All the fists rushed towards Li Ranyan, and even Ning Wuji on the side was in a cold sweat the moment he saw these fists. He was already full of fear of Zhao Jie at the moment, such a dense and violent fist could completely blast him into slag in an instant.

Li Ranyan stepped back, Zhao Jie's fist had already made her feel the power implied in it, her left hand quickly pinched, and a fire phoenix that released high temperature instantly appeared behind her, her fingers immediately pointed at Zhao Jie, and the fire phoenix behind her let out a piercing roar, and rushed out instantly with dazzling firelight.

Boom Boom Boom !!!

The fire phoenix and Zhao Jie's fist shadow collided, and there was a deafening sound, Zhao Jie's fist shadow continued to blur under the high temperature of this fire phoenix, and the fire phoenix was constantly blasted out of the hole because of the power on the fist shadow, although it was instantly repaired by the flames, but it can still be seen that the power of this fire phoenix is slowly weakening.

The roar and loud noise continued to spread throughout the palace, until finally the fire phoenix roared and disappeared instantly, but Zhao Jie's fist shadow still had a few ways rushing towards Li Ranyan. Li Ranyan's pale face stepped back, and she put the whip in front of her with both hands, she was going to take Zhao Jie's fist shadow hard.

These fist shadows kept approaching, and at the moment when they were about to hit Li Ranyan, a figure immediately appeared and stopped in front of her. The figure was holding a sharp divine sword in his hand, and his body exuded a powerful momentum, like an unshakable mountain.

Boom Boom Boom !!

Zhao Jie's fists all slammed into the figure, but the figure didn't move at all, Duan Ling turned around, his physical body cultivation had already reached the middle stage of transcendence, this was the ascension of no exercises, as if it was an empowerment to use the powerful light of cultivation to transform.

The momentum on his body was already stronger than Zhao Jie after transformation at this moment, and even Honglie's divine sword was held in his hand at the moment when he completed the rest of the inheritance.

Zhao Jie continued to have fear in his heart, and at this moment he felt a kind of strength in Duan Ling's body that made him unable to breathe, especially the sword, which was held in his hand at this moment as if it was a part of his body. His eyes showed a strong unwillingness at this moment, and in the end, Duan Ling still stopped him and took away most of the inheritance.

"There is not enough Xiang Yunfeng, but there is still a Duan Ling, why can't I spell out a supreme road, I must follow behind them?" Zhao Jie's fists clenched tightly, and his eyes became even more bloody.