Chapter 812

This person is naturally silent at night.

Night cloud silence has been staring at the competition, looking at Gu Fenghua again and again into a desperate situation, he almost can't help it. But in the end, Gu survived.

The night cloud is silent, the worry between eyebrows fades finally, the corner of the mouth has evoked the happy radian.

He is growing up, stronger and more dazzling.

Xiao Fenghua is so attractive that he can't move his eyes.

In front of thorns, but he will always guard silently.

Night cloud silence smile, turn away, disappeared in the crowd.

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"Gu Fenghua... Gu Fenghua... Gu Fenghua..." when Gu Fenghua and others stepped down from the competition platform, the whole holy arena was filled with the cry of Guanghua people.

Since the first contest, the shadow of despair has been shrouded in Xinghua.

No one thought that Zhang Haoran and Liu Baishan and Han Qingwen, who were regarded by them as the best sons of heaven, would lose so quickly and miserably. Even Lin Hanyi, who had been hiding his strength, was no exception. Qiu Mingxuan, who had been his greatest expectation, was scared to flee.

What's more, they didn't expect that just when everyone had given up and no longer had any hope, Gu Fenghua and others fought back and won four games in a row. Then the ninth Prince gambled on his life and finally won a valuable draw.

In the final decisive battle, even though Guanghua did not hesitate to sacrifice Chen Xinzhong and others' faith and life to enhance their fighting power with secret skills, Gu Fenghua still turned the tide with his own strength and finally won the victory of this ten party ceremony.

Everyone can see that Gu Fenghua's last sword is a sword cut with his life.

At this moment, everyone was in tears and bowed to Gu Fenghua deeply.

Even the tens of thousands of Guanghua people didn't have much hatred in their eyes, only deep admiration.

Just looking at the miserable death of Chen Xinzhong and the white bones under the black flame when he rushed out of the holy arena, they could imagine how terrible the secret skill that several people used to enhance their fighting power was.

But even so, Xinghua country still won the final victory by Gu Fenghua's amazing sword.

Her courage, firmness and persistence have won the respect of all people!

"Does the injury matter?" As soon as Gu Fenghua steps down from the competition platform, Zhang Haoran and Lin Hanyi rush to the front of the guards and help them.

In fact, their own injuries are not good, but the only way to express their respect.

"Nothing serious." Gu Fenghua said.

As she knows, most of the pain brought about by the golden needle soul piercing technique comes from the heart and soul. In fact, the damage to the meridians is not great. As long as you can keep the heart and soul firmly, it will not be a big problem, and it will not have any impact on the future cultivation.

Although Luo en was seriously injured, Gu Fenghua's hard work was not in vain. With her hard work (more accurately, destruction), their actual combat experience was far more than that of the same level saints, so they didn't hurt their foundation. It should be OK to take the healing pill to rest for a few days.

"I'm sorry, we were wrong about everything before!" Zhang Haoran and Lin Hanyi bent down deeply. Although they didn't say much, they were full of shame. They were so sincere that every word came from the heart.

"Let bygones be bygones. Let's not worry about them any more." Gu Fenghua helped up a few people.