Under this strong pressure, Duan Ling's rapidly recovering body actually began to burst again. A cracking sound came from within his body, as if it was about to crush his whole body into a meatloaf.

Duan Ling's face was swollen, the pressure brought to him by that beast claw was too great. Ever since he got into the ring, he has always felt that he is in a passive position.

He let out a loud shout, and the power of his soul was instantly released. Duan Ling didn't know if his divine power fell into the abyss or not, although the strength of the lion-faced man at this time was the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm, his realm was a real Immortal Emperor realm.

In other words, at this time, his Spirit Falling Abyss was cast on the body of an Immortal Emperor. However, at this moment, if he does not fight back, he will definitely be defeated.

The lion-faced man's face was stunned, and at this moment he felt that his soul seemed to be suppressed by some kind of force, which made the speed of his claws slapping towards Duan Ling at this time actually slow down.

Duan Ling was pleased, he didn't feel the backlash against himself caused by that kind of gap in cultivation as before. This proves that as his cultivation improves, his supernatural powers are gradually improving.

The lion-faced man's falling palm was still fierce and fast, but the moment Duan Ling cast the Spirit Falling Abyss, it was still a little slow. In a duel of masters, a short split second is enough to change the tide of battle.

Duan Ling was naturally even more unlikely to let go of such an opportunity, and the moment his palm slowed down, his figure jumped suddenly. The right hand clenched into a fist, and a fist slammed into the huge palm.

This scene looked a little ridiculous, after the Lion Man regained his huge size, Duan Ling was as small as an ant. And the punch he threw was almost negligible under the lion-faced man's massive claws.

Rumble!!!

However, the power of this ridiculous punch is unimaginable. Duan Ling's fist slammed into the huge beast's claws, actually resisting its tendency to continue to rush downward.

Bang bang bang!!

Immediately, blood holes burst open on Duan Ling's body, and his clothes were instantly shattered. And on his fist, a bright light bloomed at this time, and his fist, which collided with the beast's claws, seemed to have become a dazzling existence like the sun at this moment.

The light on the fist immediately shot out, and all of them rushed towards the beast's claws. Like a powerful shockwave, the two powerful forces collided again.

Duan Ling's body was like a withered fallen leaf, slapped down by the beast's claw from mid-air, and the huge figure of the lion-faced man was also directly blasted away by Duan Ling's punch.

A bloody arrow shot out of the lion's mouth, and its figure drew a huge arc in the air, as if he had no strength in his whole body, and could only be pushed into the distance with the force of the shockwave.

The boy stood outside the ring, his eyes wide open, staring at the figure of the lion-faced man tightly. Where he fell at this time is too crucial.

Boom!

The Lionface finally fell, and the entire ring was violently shaken. His figure didn't fall out of the ring, and there were miles left from the edge of the ring.

The excitement in the boy's eyes disappeared in an instant, and he looked at Duan Ling again. The two duelists almost seemed to be out of strength, and they no longer had the slightest strength to fight again.

They were all badly wounded, and there were large patches of blood on the ring where they were lying down. The boy hoped that Duan Ling could stand up at this time, and even the lion-faced man hoped that Duan Ling could stand up and defeat him completely.

But he knew how strong his palm was, and if it was an ordinary fairyland consummation duel with him, he would have been slapped into meat sauce by his palm.

"Still a little bit worse?" the lionface lay on his back in the ring, gasping for breath and a bitter look in his eyes.

He was at least able to stay awake now, but Duan Ling looked as if he had been completely unconscious. The moment he stood up, it was the moment when Duan Ling failed.

"When will the Supreme Descendant appear?" the boy looked at Duan Ling, who was motionless in a pool of blood, and sighed silently in his heart.

Although a person can challenge twice, if he loses the first time, he will have almost no chance of turning the tables the second time.

The lion-faced man smiled bitterly, his body slowly began to regain consciousness, he couldn't release water on Duan Ling, and all his actions couldn't escape the forbidden means left by the Supreme on him. If he doesn't go all out or relaxes, the price will be his life.

He sat up cross-legged and looked at Duan Ling, who was still lying in a pool of blood. There was no doubt that Duan Ling was the strongest of the three challengers, the first two did him almost no harm, but Duan Ling almost made him lose. But that's just a little bit of a stretch, and it still doesn't change anything.

The Lionface's legs slowly retracted, and he was about to staggering to his feet with one hand on the ground. The boy glanced at Duan Ling in disappointment, turned around and was about to fly downward.

But the sudden change was sudden at this time, and I saw Duan Ling, who was lying in a pool of blood, like he had already fallen unconscious, and kicked his feet violently into the void, and his whole person stood up instantly.

Shout!!

With little warning, his figure bounced off the ring and shot at the Lionface. It's like a sharp sword out of the sheath, more like an arrow full of lethality, sharp and frightening, but where is the vulnerable appearance?

His speed was extremely fast, and the boy who was about to leave turned suddenly, and his eyes once again showed excitement. And the lion-faced man also seemed to be ignited in an instant, and his face showed the same joy as the boy.

"Is there still the strength of a fight, good, good, good, come on, the final blow. He laughed, and seemed to use all his strength before he stood up tremblingly.

Although Duan Ling was injured, his recovery power was not comparable to that of the Lion-Faced Man. He seemed to be in a coma before, but the power of Cangtianmu hidden in his body was frantically repairing his injuries.

This is the advantage he has always had, although he has not yet recovered to the period of complete victory, but he has recovered seventy percent of his strength.

His figure was as fast as lightning, and I saw him approach the Lion in an instant. Although the lion-faced man slapped his palm quickly, it was still slow, and Duan Ling was much faster than him at the moment.

Rumble!!

The lion-faced man didn't have time to resist this swift attack, and his chest was immediately hit like a heavy blow, and it was Duan Ling's whole person that hit him in the chest.

It was only with great difficulty that he got up, but after being hit by Duan Ling's fierce force at this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again. And his steps became more staggering, and he kept kicking and slamming backwards, and he couldn't do it even if he tried to stabilize his figure.

I saw that he was constantly retreating, getting closer and closer to the edge of the ring. Then his figure disappeared from the sight of Duan Ling and the boy, and his entire body fell from the ring.

Boom!!!

There was another loud roar, and the lion's body slammed into the ground below, shaking in all directions.

Burst!!

The lion-faced man lying on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood with a pale face, and looked at the slowly descending ring, but showed a somewhat oozing smile.

"I... Finally lost!" he struggled to say a word, and then his huge head tilted, and he fell unconscious.