In addition, there is another point, other secret techniques say that it may not cause too much damage to the meridians, and it can be recovered after healing, but she knows that it is only for the holy masters below the Xuan Sheng, in fact, those secret methods will hurt the Holy Spirit Root, but the degree of injury is different, it doesn't matter much under the Xuan Sheng, once it reaches the Xuan Sheng, that kind of injury may become an obstacle that can never be crossed, she doesn't want to gamble on her own cultivation.

And although the Golden Needle Soul Piercing Technique was likely to hurt her heart because of the extreme pain, her current divine thoughts were far superior to those of the same level of Saint Master, so she might not be able to bear that kind of pain.

In the final analysis, this is a choice she has no choice, and if you think about it from another angle, it can be regarded as her best choice.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a towering sword light and four sword rays converging in one place met again, erupting into a cloud of aura that was even more dazzling than the midday sun. The earth trembled.

In the loud noise, Xiang Wuxian and Chen Xinzhong were shocked back by Gu Fenghua's sword.

And Gu Fenghua was weak under his feet, almost fell to the ground, and finally used his sword to the ground, so that he could stabilize his body with difficulty.

The eyes, which were originally as clear as springs, had become blood-red, and the silver teeth were almost crushed, and blood oozed from between the teeth.

What kind of pain is this, every meridian seems to be cut to pieces by a sharp blade, every bone seems to be shattered into slag, and the endless pain fills every inch of the body, making people feel painful!

Just looking at her blood-red eyes, the bloodshot that seeped out from between her teeth, you can imagine what kind of pain she is suffering at this time, even the Guanghua people in the audience can't bear it, and they turn their heads one after another.

"Yes, you can still stop me, but I'll see how long you can hold out." Xiang Wuxian did not have any mercy, smiled gloomily, and slashed out with a sword again. On the side, Chen Xinzhong, Fu Cheng, and He Xudong also followed closely.

The previous pain made it difficult for Gu Fenghua to run the exercises, and the pain at this time was ten times stronger than before, maybe a hundred times, how could she use her strength to gather qi? Staring at Xiang Wuxian, Gu Fenghua took out another golden needle and stabbed it fiercely into his eyebrows.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, several figures were shaken out again.

Gu Fenghua's feet were weak, and he finally fell to the ground.

"Fenghua!" Lorne's face was full of tears, and he wanted to step forward to help Gu Fenghua up, but he couldn't stand up.

"I ...... It's okay. Gu Fenghua said with difficulty, holding his long sword, and stood up little by little.

The hand holding the hilt of her sword was slightly deformed, but it was obviously not because of the injury, but because of the pain and overexertion, and a blood stain also oozed from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, staining the snow-white clothes red.

On the other side, Xiang Wuxian said nothing and raised his long sword again.

Gu Fenghua took out a golden needle again with trembling hands.

"Give up, we'll throw in the towel!" I don't know when, the Nine Emperor Princes also burst into tears.

"Give up, we'll throw in the towel!" Even the people from Xinghua in the audience choked up and shouted.

"No, they won't last long!" Gu Fenghua took a deep breath and resolutely pierced the golden needle between his eyebrows.

On the other side, Xiang Wushu was also bleeding, and the clothes of Chen Xinzhong, Fu Li, and He Xudong had already been soaked with blood, which was obviously caused by the rupture of the meridians and the violent flow of the holy qi, although they were still expressionless, as if they didn't feel the slightest pain, but Gu Fenghua still found that their eyes were dead and gray, becoming more and more gloomy.