Chapter 326

"If you stop, the little prince will not hurt you."

Simba turned back and yelled, speeding up instead of slowing down. Once stopped, Simba is very clear that he can't stop nine palace Ling to kill the little prince.

"Well, I want to die."

Nine palace Ling deep sound burst to drink, suddenly figure move, instantly appear in front of Simba, a foot hard kick out.

Instant kick in Simba's side face.

Bang!

Simba was like a heavy gun that was launched and smashed down to the ground.

Boom——

The noise is everywhere, and the ground is cracked and shaken.

Zhao Xin in the rear almost collapsed.

"Little ancestor should be OK."

After the uproar dispersed, Zhao Xin saw clearly the situation in the pit. Simba protected the little prince at the last moment.

Simba spurts out a mouthful of blood, and her breath is constantly weakening. At the moment of being kicked by Jiugong Ling, Simba mobilizes her whole strength to protect the little prince, but she has no defensive means at all.

It almost killed him.

The little prince said urgently, "Uncle Simba, are you ok?"

Simba strong support body, difficult to show a smile: "little prince, I'm ok, you didn't hurt it."

Suddenly, the little prince suddenly yelled: "brother, please don't hurt uncle Simba."

"Uncle Simba, get out of the way!"

Simba smell speech, looking back, pupil in a sword quickly hit.

Poof!

The sword runs through the body, and blood sprays all over the ground.

The blood dripped down the end of the sword on the little prince's frightened face.

Nine palace Ling is also a Leng, Simba will protect the little prince under the body, the blade runs through his body, Simba a mouthful of blood gush out.

"Uncle Simba..."

The little prince's eyes were full of panic. When he was young, he had never seen such a fight. He was always with him and took good care of him. Simba was so abused that he didn't know what to do.

"Cough... Little prince, you are not hurt." Asked Simba, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale and bloodless. The sword ran through his chest, only centimeter away from his heart.

Jiugong Ling drew out his sword and said, "it seems that you are determined to die, Simba."

"Cough... Prince, do you know why the lion king insisted on passing the throne to the little prince instead of you?" Simba turned his head and said with difficulty.

"Hum, I don't care what my father thinks. Once my father dies and Qigong Ling dies, I'm the only one left in the royal family, so the throne is still mine."

"Because you didn't inherit the will of the lion king. The lion king has always loved the people like children and advocated peace. But you are insidious and cunning. You killed your mother and the lion king for the sake of a king's throne. Now you have to kill your brother. The lion king has seen through your character for a long time. If you give the lion clan to you who are cruel, bloodthirsty and inhuman, the lion clan will be doomed."

Simba got up slowly and said.

Jiugong Ling heard that Yan's face changed dramatically and became angry: "fart, the lion clan is already strong. Why should I submit to the weak wolf clan? If I want to say that I am insidious and cunning, can I beat my father?"

"Today, I will kill qigongling."

Nine palace Ling sink a voice to drink, long sword aim at seven palace Ling stab.

Poof!

A blood flower shot out like a blooming blood red flower.

Simba stands in front of Qigong Ling, and the sword runs through his body again.

Seven palace Ling suddenly burst into tears: "Uncle Simba... Brother, please stop. Once you fight with the wolves, people will be ruined. In the end, we will suffer. What will we get if we defeat the wolves? The supreme right? The fairyland of the southern dream is already ours, and the wolves are also very peaceful. They never provoke us. We are strong enough. Why don't we leave the last living power to the wolves? "

Seven palace Ling Dynasty, nine palace Ling roared indignantly, he didn't understand, didn't understand why his brother wanted to do this, once the war started, the final result was that both sides were defeated.

"What do you know?" Nine palace Ling roars a way.

"Do you think Nanmeng fairyland is already ours? Fart, the fairyland of Nanmeng has always belonged to the wolves, and the fairyland core has always been in their hands. If they understand the fairyland core, one idea will kill our lions. I'm all for the sake of the lions... "

"You cheat. You are just for your own selfish. Brother, you are no longer that brother. You have been blinded by your strength and power. I will not give you the spirit of your family."

After that, qigong Ling got up and ran away.

Nine palace Ling face a Ling, pull out long sword, a lunge forward, long sword aim at seven palace Ling heart stab.

Simba, who has two swords in company, is half dead now. He wants to stop jiugongling, but he can't move.

"No... your highness, run."

"Run? Can you run? A cowardly and humble brother. "

Jiugong Ling's face is ferocious, and the long sword will pierce Qigong Ling's heart in the next moment.

Simba roared in despair. In Jiugong Ling's eyes, the speed of Qigong Ling's full-scale running is just like a child's jogging.

The sword roars, and Qigong Ling can feel the call of death.

"Go to hell!"

Nine palace Ling ferocious laugh, long sword mercilessly stab seven palace Ling heart.

Poof!

In mid air, a blood arrow flew out.

A dark shadow blocked the seven palace Ling body, blocked this life-taking sword.

Jiugong Ling and Simba were stunned.

See to block the person of long sword, nine palace Ling is very angry, low roar a way: "it's you again."

Zhao Xin grasped the sword with one hand, and the sword ran through his palm.

"Hualong three stalls!"

As soon as Zhao Xin drinks, the power of the green dragon suddenly breaks out, his body shape changes, and the sword breaks in an instant.

See the mutation of Zhaoxin, nine palace Ling back a few steps, vigilant looking at Zhaoxin.

Simba saw the little prince was saved, relieved, completely fainted.

"Brother long, help me." Seven palace Ling helplessly say.

Zhao Xin turned to squat down and touched Qigong Ling's head: "how do you want me to help you?"

"Help me defeat jiugongling. The lions can't fall into his hands."

"What would you do if you took control of the lions?"

Zhao Xin must get an answer to this question now. He can't gamble Xiaobai's life on it.

"I will not go to war, I will ask the wolf for peace, so that the people of both ethnic groups can live happily."

Qigong Ling's crying face showed incomparable perseverance.

"The sand is separated."

Zhao Xin's idea moves and creates a sand body.

"He'll take you to the front."

After that, Sha Fenshen takes Qigong Ling to the front line.

Nine palace Ling body shadow move, the broken sword toward seven palace Ling throw.

"Thunder Tiger pulse!"

At the same time, Zhao Xin's spiritual power surged in his body, one was thunder pulse, the other was tiger rush, and the two fists burst out to break the sword.

Zhao Xin turned and looked at jiugongling and cheered coldly: "your opponent is me!"

"If you don't go to heaven, you have to go to hell."

"Son of a bitch, do you think you can stop me?"

Jiugong Ling angrily scolds, and the spirit power in his body is surging, and the killing intention is gradually converging.

A big fight is imminent!