"Ah..." at this time, Xiang Wushang suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

Enveloped in the body of the black flame, once again burst open, as if pouring a basin of kerosene up.

If the previous Xiangwu was just a layer of flame floating all over his body, then at this time, he was in a huge flame.

The black flame spread slowly, and even the sword, which was made of Holy Spirit, began to burn.

"Gu Fenghua, die for me!" Roar at Wu Shang.

Everyone can feel that at this moment, the momentum of being harmless is multiplied or even multiplied.

"Xuansheng, this is the power of Xuansheng!" An old man screamed out.

A few years ago, he had seen the Guanghua Guardian move, and his momentum was not much stronger than that of Xiang Wushang at this time.

Everyone took a cold breath, Xuansheng, Xiang Wushang forced his fighting power to Xuansheng! No one doubts the old man's words, because he is the master of hunsheng Jiupin and the famous master of Xinghua.

Gu Fenghua, lose! In the eyes of all Guanghua people, there is a color of ecstasy, and some people can't help cheering.

But in the eyes of the people of Xinghua, they are full of loss. Lost, although Gu Fenghua has done his best, still lost!

"Fenghua, give up, let's give up!" The ninth Prince gritted his teeth and cried, his clenched fists shaking slightly.

Victory or defeat has been divided, there is no need to continue! Otherwise, it will be the price of life.

"Give up." Zhang Haoran and Han Qingwen also said sadly.

Their eyes were full of tears and their faces were full of shame. If they were not so arrogant and conceited yesterday, especially Han Qingwen, if he was not so cowardly and timid, he might not have a chance to fight hard.

As long as one of them can win, even if they draw, they can get the victory of this ten party Ceremony ahead of time, and there will be no life and death struggle today.

Gu Fenghua is still holding the sword tightly. He is unaware of the shouts of the ninth prince, Zhang Haoran and Han Qingwen.

"Can't give up, can't give up!" The persistent voice is still echoing in my heart.

With the continuous extension of the harmless sword, the black flame is also spreading. Even the sword cut by Gu Fenghua is covered with a layer of black flame, as if it is burning.

The black flame continued to spread along the edge of the sword, covering Gu Fenghua's sword, her arm, and finally her whole person.

Cold, dark, and tyrannical atmosphere filled the air, the pain of the heart was infinitely enlarged, Gu Fenghua was like falling into the legendary boundless hell, the body and soul were torn to pieces at this moment.

Seeing the pain on Gu Fenghua's beautiful face and her snow-white clothes dyed red with blood, all Xinghua people shed tears!

"Give up, you've done your best!" The head of a Xinghua family choked.

"Give up, don't hold on any longer." Countless Xinghua people said with tears.

Gu Fenghua's eyes, still that is so resolute, absolutely, she took out a gold needle with trembling fingers, did not hesitate to pierce his eyebrows again.

She knows that their advice is not malicious, but for her own good. However, she will never give up. This is her commitment and belief.

All of a sudden, the whole holy arena was quiet.