Chapter 803

What a terrible flame! Gu Fenghua was surprised.

Although as a demon plant, the most fear of humble should be thunder and fire, but humble is not ordinary demon plant, with blood from the ancient demon plant, ordinary thunder and fire can not cause any threat to it.

But today, he was seriously injured by the strange black flame on Xiang Wu Shang's body!

As a monster, bear cub is not afraid of thunder and fire, and he has rough skin and thick flesh. He was hurt by the black flame!

What kind of flame is this?

Of course, this is not the time to get to the bottom. At the same time, the sword in Gu Fenghua's hand is still cutting to Xiang Wushang.

"Shura, no harm!" He roared at Wu Shang and waved his sword.

Two swords collide like meteors.

Just at the moment when the two swords meet, a cold, cold and evil breath flows into her arms and her meridians along the long sword, just like thousands of small and sharp knives. In a flash, every meridian of the whole body seemed to be pierced and split by the sharp knife, and endless pain also poured into my mind.

Gu Fenghua's whole body trembled. In severe pain, he could no longer lift the Holy Spirit. It was as if he had been hit by a huge hammer, and he flew out heavily. He was in the middle of the air, with a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that he was about to fly out of the competition platform, Gu Fenghua endured the pain and tried hard to lift the Holy Spirit. Then he fell down on the edge of the competition platform.

Although he was still standing on the competition platform, it was not a defeat, but from Gu Fenghua's shaking fingers and the cold sweat on his forehead, it could be seen that Gu Fenghua was injured.

In the twinkling of an eye, Gu Fenghua, who had the absolute advantage, even thought that he would defeat Xiang Wushang with one sword, and win the final victory for Xinghua, was injured!

And not only Gu Fenghua, but also her two demons, one plant and one beast, were obviously injured. Jianjian has put away the vines and re incarnated as a little white flower. The white petals are shaking as violently as Gu Fenghua's fingers. The cub next to her is lying on the ground, with black hair standing upright and shaking like sieve rice.

Such a scene, so that all the audience were stunned!

Without giving Gu Fenghua a chance to breathe, he soared to no injury and chopped it out again.

Gu Fenghua raised his sword with difficulty and gave a bitter smile. In fact, her injury is not as serious as others think, but under the pain, she can't use the skill to promote the holy Qi. How can she block Xiang Wushang's sword?

"Gu Fenghua, I said, you will die miserably, miserably!" To no hurt face, once again show that ferocious smile.

Under the competition stage, the ninth Prince and others were all pale, and all the Xinghua people were full of despair.

They knew that it was impossible for Gu Fenghua to block Xiang Wushang's sword.

All of a sudden, Gu Fenghua's shivering little white flower jumps in front of her, lifts up the tray and sprays out a piece of flower juice.

At the same time, with the tacit understanding of the cub also flew up, toward the harmless slap.

Xiang Wushang obviously didn't expect that Gu Fenghua, a demon plant, had such unique skills. He was sprayed all over his face and body, and his body shape was subconscious. The little white flower quickly stretched out the vine again and drew it towards him.

There's a turnaround! Nine princes and so on in front of a bright. But soon their hopes were dashed again.