"In this competition, Guanghua Kingdom..." Even Mr. Shuiyue sighed at the result of this, but he could only announce the result with regret.
"Wait... wait, I haven't lost yet!" At this moment, the Ninth Prince's voice sounded again. He stood up shakingly with his sword on the ground.
Blood kept oozing out along the corners of his mouth. His face was so pale and his figure was so tired. It seemed that the wind could blow him down, but his expression was still so
Resolute.
The cheers and shouts in the field suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at the Ninth Prince in surprise. No one could believe that he could still stand up after Qin Sha's merciless sword.
Subconsciously, everyone looked at Qin Sha and was surprised to find that his face turned pale and seemed to have suffered internal injuries.
How is this possible? Everyone could see that Qin Sha’s sword just now did not show any mercy because of the identity of the ninth prince Lu Zixuan. With his cultivation level of the eighth-level Dharma Saint, the ninth prince could save his life.
It's already good, how could he be injured?
"Come again!" Before they could figure out what was going on, the Ninth Prince actually grabbed the long sword and flew up, taking the initiative to attack Qin Sha.
Qin Sha's eyes condensed slightly and another sword was slashed out.
"Knock!" Another long roar of swords, the Ninth Prince rose into the air and fell heavily to the ground. On the ground, the bright red blood line became even more intense.
The ending is no different from the previous sword. No, it is actually not exactly the same. This time, Qin Sha also took a small step back.
The second level of Dharma Saint actually shook down the eighth level of Dharma Saint. It has to be said that this is still honorable even if it is defeated.
However, defeat means defeat. The ninth prince of Xinghua was obviously seriously injured by the previous sword. This sword should never be able to get up again, and all Guanghua people breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before they could cheer, they saw the ninth prince leaning on the ground with a sword and getting up again with difficulty.
Blood was constantly seeping at the corners of his mouth, and even his eyes and nose were seeping out of blood, but his eyes were still so firm and his expression was still so resolute.
No, it is impossible! Almost no one can trust their eyes, or even suspect that they are too nervous and have hallucinations.
"Come again!" The Ninth Prince flew into the air and slashed out a sword, telling them that this was not an illusion.
No one noticed that Qin Sha's face was paler than before, and a little blood was oozing out of his eyes.
The sword lights intersected, and the ninth prince was shocked to fly away again. When he fell to the ground, a bloody flower splashed out.
But soon, like the previous two times, he stood up in everyone's surprise eyes, and once again attacked Qin Sha without regrets.
"Impossible, how did you do it!" Qin Sha's incredible voice also came into everyone's ears. They then discovered that blood was leaking from the corner of Qin Sha's mouth.
Injured, Qin Sha was really injured!
This result was not only difficult for Qin Sha to believe, but also beyond everyone's expectations, but also shocked everyone. With the second level of Dharma Saint, against the eighth level of Dharma Saint, it would be fine if the three swords were undefeated, but it was even more serious.
Can hurt the other party! How did he do it?
With the sound of the sword, the two fought three swords again.
When the Ninth Prince got up from the pool of blood again, the entire Saint Arena was silent.