Chapter 789

But the ninth Prince is not the same. After all, he is a royal family member and one of the heirs to the throne of Xinghua, and his strength is far inferior to himself. Even if he fails, no one will be too harsh on him. What's more, Qiu Mingxuan, who will blame him for the failure

。 To say the least, even if he was punished for this and lost his qualification to inherit the throne, he could be a carefree Lord for a happy life. Why fight for his life!

Ask yourself, if you swap identity, Qin Sha thinks it is difficult for him to have the courage of the ninth prince.

Long sword, again cut out, only this time, Qin Sha's eyes, has no previous contempt, but full of respect.

Two long swords hit each other again.

As before, the ninth Prince flew out of the sky again and fell heavily to the ground, splashing blood.

On the other side, Qin Sha retreated three steps, his face as miserable as gold paper. He is still pressing the injury, but look at this, probably can not hold for long.

Looking at the fallen figure of the ninth prince, I saw the blood on the ground.

All the people in Xinghua are full of tears, and some even cry. For the sake of Guanghua's fate, they certainly hope that Qin will win, and even that the ninth prince will be killed on the spot. However, in the case of the ninth prince, they see the courage and tenacity of being a holy teacher, as well as the responsibility and dignity of being a prince. Everyone's heart is filled with respect, I don't want to see him die like this.

In a moment, the ninth Prince won the respect and respect of everyone!

In their complex gaze, the ninth Prince stood up again with a long sword.

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 the vitality was slipping away from his body.

No, Gu Fenghua was surprised, and Lorne and others around him suddenly changed color. It is obvious that the ninth Prince is seriously injured, and his imperial nine break has been used to the extreme. It is a great luck that this sword is not dead. If you do it again, you will lose nine out of ten lives.

With the sword on the ground, the ninth Prince staggered towards Qin Sha. Every step left a bright red footprints on the ground. The thin blood continuously exuded and gathered into blood beads, which dropped to the ground along the holy robe, and blossomed out one after another.

"Stop it, your highness. We'll give up." Lorne said to the ninth prince with red eyes.

"Yes, your highness, we give up." Zhang Haoran and Liu Baishan and others also said in tears.

"No, you can admit defeat. I can't. I'm the ninth Prince of Xinghua!" The ninth prince said here and looked at Gu Fenghua.

In his eyes, there are grateful, reluctant, absolutely, but also some unclear things.

"Promise me to live." Gu Fenghua said to the ninth prince in an irrefutable tone.

"Well, I will live, because you still owe me something." Nine prince that originally some empty eyes, suddenly burst out a bit strange look.

"Stop it, you'll die." Looking at the nine princes approaching step by step, Qin Sha's eyes were full of absolute, but he had some hesitation.

"I'm not going to die, because someone owes me something." The ninth Prince laughed and raised his sword.