But the Ninth Prince is different. After all, he is a royal relative and one of the heirs of the Xinghua throne. He is far inferior to himself. Even if he fails, no one will blame him too much, let alone a person who escapes in the face of the battle.
He takes the blame, who will blame him for his failure
.After taking a step back, even if he is punished for this and loses the qualification to inherit the throne, he can still be a prince of Xiaoyao to live a happy life, so why bother to fight for his life!
Ask yourself, if you change your identities, Qin Sha thinks it is difficult for him to have the courage of the ninth prince.
The long sword was slashed out again, but this time, Qin Sha's eyes were no longer full of contempt and respect.
Two long swords hit hard again.
As before, the Ninth Prince flew out of the air again, fell heavily to the ground, splashing blood.
Opposite, Qin Sha took three steps in a row, his face as miserable as gold paper. He was still pressing his injuries, but looking at this, he probably couldn't hold on for long.
Looking at the fallen figure of the Ninth Prince, I saw the blood on the ground.
Everyone in Xinghua Kingdom was full of tears, and some even cried out. Guanghua people had complicated expressions, and no one spoke. For Guanghua's fate, of course they hoped that Qin Sha would win, and even hope that the ninth prince would
This is better to die on the spot. However, in the ninth prince, they saw the courage and tenacity of being a saint, and also the responsibility and dignity of being a prince. Everyone felt respect in their hearts and were unwilling to see
He died like this.
At one moment, the Ninth Prince won the respect and respect of everyone!
As their complex eyes were gaze, the ninth prince stood up tremblingly with his long sword in his hand.
His eyes were a little more empty and blind, and a little more lifeless. As long as his cultivation was a little stronger, he could feel that vitality was quietly passing through his body.
No, Gu Fenghua was shocked, Luo Enen and others around him suddenly changed color. Obviously, the Ninth Prince was seriously injured, and his Emperor Jiupo had already used it to the extreme. This sword was already a huge one without death.
If you take another move, your life will be difficult to save.
With a sword on the ground, the Ninth Prince staggered towards Qin Sha. Every time he took a step, he left a bright red footprint on the ground. Thin bloodshots kept oozing out, gathering into blood beads, along the way
She dripped to the ground in a holy robe, and small flowers that were so strange that they were heart-wrenching.
"Your Highness, stop, at worst we can admit defeat." Luo Enen said to the ninth prince with red eyes.
"Yes, Your Highness, we admit defeat." Zhang Haoran, Liu Baishan and others also said in tears.
"No, you can admit defeat, I can't, I am the ninth prince of Xinghua!" The ninth prince said here and looked at Gu Fenghua.
In his eyes, there is gratitude, reluctance, exclusivity, and some things that are inexplicable.
"Promise me, you must live." Gu Fenghua said to the Ninth Prince in an irrefutable tone.
"Well, I will definitely be alive, because you still owe me some things and haven't paid them back." The ninth prince's originally somewhat empty eyes suddenly burst into a somewhat strange spirit.
"Stop, you will die." Looking at the ninth prince approaching him step by step, Qin Sha's originally gaze was hesitant.
"I won't die, because there are still people who owe me some things but haven't paid them back." The Ninth Prince smiled and raised his long sword.