847: C847 A Chance

C847 A Chance

In this case, there was really nothing they could do. The vines were too hard to deal with, and if they didn't take care of it, they wouldn't be able to attack the main body of the white flower.

However, as long as the white flower was still there, it would be able to continuously regenerate. Things seemed to have reached a stalemate.

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and said to Gu Ya, "I will create an opportunity for you later. Use the flame just now and burn this thing."

Gu Ya nodded. "Okay."

Zhao Feng waved his sword and a few vines flew towards Zhao Feng like long whips. Zhao Feng didn't dodge or dodge.

He could tell that although these vines could regenerate, they were limited in quantity. There were only five vines in total. All he needed to do was to restrain these things.

The big white flower had no effective means of resisting.

Zhao Feng understood this. The big white flower certainly knew this. Although this thing did not have intelligence, it still had its instincts.

There were only four vines attacking Zhao Feng. There was also a jade-green vine that guarded the white flower. Except for the beginning, it did not move.

"Come over here!"

Zhao Feng threw the flying sword out. Facing such a thing that could regenerate endlessly, his Modesty Sword Technique was useless. What he needed to do was to restrain it.

He pulled the vine that was close to him over and instantly restrained it. A strong force came out of Zhao Feng's hand and almost pulled him over.

However, it didn't work. A red light flashed on Zhao Feng's hand and the color of the emerald green vine dimmed. At the same time, a strong life force entered Zhao Feng's body.

An itchy orange suddenly appeared on the bleeding wound. The blood stopped.

The advantages and disadvantages of this method were obvious. The remaining three vines went straight for Zhao Fengchong. The method of the big white flower was very obvious.

It wanted to kill someone first. In this way, the pressure it would have to face would be much less.

The opportunity was now in Gu Ya's hands. This was not only a chance for Zhao Feng and Gu Ya, but also a chance for the white flower.

If Gu Ya's attack failed, Zhao Feng would only end up dead.

Seeing this scene, Gu Ya clenched her fist tightly. A wisp of black Qi appeared in her hand. The scorching heat was burning the surrounding air and distorting it.

"Netherworld Flame."

The black flames were not eye-catching in this dark pit. They were like spirits blessed by the darkness, stealthily approaching their targets.

At this moment, the white flower sensed something was wrong. It quickly controlled the three vines and flew towards its main body.

The Netherworld Flame at the beginning, She could ignore it because it could split the vines and block it, but not now.

If it was touched by the flames, it would only end up dead.

"You want to leave? It's too late. Stay here! Today, I will let you die."

Zhao Feng took a few steps forward and grabbed the three vines that were about to return. What he wanted to do. This was the opportunity that he had fought for Gu Ya.

To be honest, Zhao Feng's strength could only hold two vines. The white flower was also a mutant, so its strength was not to be underestimated.

However, under such circumstances, it was still possible to hold it down for a while.

"All of you, stop!"

Zhao Feng's arms suddenly swelled up, and his sleeves suddenly expanded. Zhao Feng's arms were like steel bars, emitting a scarlet light.

This was the result of the Vital Spirit's extreme circulation. His meridians could no longer contain these Vital Spirits, and it seemed like they were escaping.2

These four vines were actually directly locked by Zhao Feng and stopped in midair. It looked very strange.

Gu Ya's eyes flashed with a cold light. Her speed increased by 30%. This time, she had to deliver the flames to the white flower.

Opportunity! This was the only chance she had. She didn't care if she didn't succeed, but Zhao Feng might really die.

This time, she would definitely succeed, but it was too late. The emerald green vine that had been protecting the white flower flew towards Gu Ya's head like a spirit snake. This time, it could actually pierce through Gu Ya's head.

Gu Ya's eyes turned cold. Under such circumstances, the best way was to use the Netherworld Flame in her hand to block it. Fire countered wood. This vine couldn't withstand the burning of the Netherworld Flame.

However, there was only one chance. If she did so, it would definitely delay her for a period of time. And this time, it was enough for the four vines to defend themselves.

It was impossible to find another chance like this.

"A mere xenogeneic should be killed in front of me."

Guya used all her strength to avoid her vitals, but she allowed the vine to pierce through her abdomen.

"I, Guya, can do what others can. I'm not a piece of trash who lives under the halo of my father."

Gu Ya's eyes flickered with an indescribable expression as she threw the Netherworld Flame out.

Under such circumstances, there was nothing in front of the white flower that could be hidden. The Netherworld Flame was bound to hit.

Although this flower was a xenogeneic and had some mystical places, it still had to follow the most basic rules. It could not leave the earth.

Under their gazes, the black flames fell on the white flower. With a bang, the black flames scattered in all directions. The white flower instantly became nourishment. The burning of the flowers continued without end.

"It's done."

Just as Zhao Feng was secretly delighted, the four vines in his hand broke and flew towards the big white flower.

Green liquid seeped out like four water pipes and poured on the black flame.

Zhao Feng was stunned. How could it be like this?

While he was in a daze, the black Netherworld Flame was gradually extinguished. After all, Gu Ya's strength was insufficient, and she could not fully exert the power of the flame.

The white flower was a xenogeneic, so this attack could not completely destroy it.

"Oh no, I can't let this thing recover."

Neither of them had expected this thing to have such a skill.

"Let's do it, let's kill this thing together."

Zhao Feng hastily said.

This attack did not kill the white flower. It was beyond their expectation. However, this wasn't a bad opportunity. There was a good saying: take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Although the Netherworld Fire failed to kill the white flower, it had also severely injured it. Now was the time when the xenogeneic was at its weakest.

If they didn't attack now, would they still be waiting for the white flower to attack them?

Two cold sword lights appeared in the dark pit. Although Gu Ya wasn't a sword cultivator, the power of her sword attack was almost the same as Zhao Feng's.

The first was that Zhao Feng was only a half-baked sword cultivator, but the three-foot-long blade in Gu Ya's hand was not an ordinary thing. In Zhao Feng's opinion, it was at least a half-spirit weapon.

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