"Ah......h

The black flames that shrouded him exploded again, as if a pot of fire oil had been poured on it.

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

The black flame slowly spread, and even the sword light formed by the condensation of the holy qi began to burn.

"Gu Fenghua, give me death!" Roar unharmed.

Everyone could feel that at this moment, the momentum on Xiang Wuxian's body increased several times or even exponentially.

"Xuan Sheng, this is the power of Xuan Sheng!" An old man in the audience exclaimed.

A few years ago, he had seen the Guanghua Guardian make a move, and the momentum on his body was not much stronger than Xiang Wuxian at this time.

Everyone gasped, Xuan Sheng, Xiang Wuxian actually forcibly raised his combat power to the realm of Xuan Sheng! No one doubted the old man's words, because he himself was a master of the Soul Saint Nine Ranks, and he was also a well-known master of the Xinghua Kingdom.

Gu Fenghua, it's doomed! In the eyes of all the Guanghua people, there was a color of ecstasy, and some people couldn't help but cheer.

And the eyes of the people of Xinghua are full of loss. Lost, even though Gu Fenghua had tried his best, he still lost!

"Fenghua, admit defeat, let's admit defeat!" The Nine Emperor Princes gritted their teeth and shouted, their clenched fists trembling slightly.

The winner has been decided, and there is no need to hold on any longer! Otherwise, it will be the cost of life.

"Give it up." Zhang Haoran and Han Qingwen also said gloomily.

Their eyes were full of tears, and their faces were full of shame. If they weren't so arrogant and conceited yesterday, especially Han Qingwen, if he wasn't so cowardly and timid, he might not have had the opportunity to fight.

As long as one of them can win, even if it is a draw, they can win the victory of this ten-party ceremony early, and there will be no life-and-death battle today.

Gu Fenghua was still holding the long sword tightly, unaware of the shouts of the Nine Emperor Princes, Zhang Haoran, Han Qingwen and others.

"Can't give up, never give up!" The persistent voice still echoes in my heart.

Towards the harmless sword ray, the black flame was also spreading, and even the sword ray that Gu Fenghua slashed out was shrouded in a layer of black flame, as if it was burning.

The black flames continued to spread along the sword, enveloping Gu Fenghua's long sword, enveloping her arms, and finally, enveloping her whole person.

The cold, dark, and tyrannical aura permeated, and the pain of the cone was infinitely magnified, Gu Fenghua seemed to have fallen into the legendary boundless hell, and his body and soul seemed to be torn to pieces at this moment.

Seeing the painful look on Gu Fenghua's beautiful face, and seeing her snow-white clothes stained red with blood, all the people of Xinghua burst into tears!

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

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

Gu Fenghua's gaze was still so resolute, and absolutely, she took out a golden needle with trembling fingers and pierced her eyebrows again without hesitation.

She knew that their advice was not malicious and was for her own good, but she would never give up, it was her promise and her belief.

The entire Holy Arena suddenly fell silent.