At this moment, the Ninth Prince also took action. Although the sword light was falling, it also had a bit of majestic meaning, and it was obviously to fully utilize the cultivation of the second-level Dharma Saint, but compared with Qin Sha's sword, it was so dim and dull.

"Knock!" As the sound of the clear sound, the sword lights of the two collided together.

There was almost no suspense. The Ninth Prince was shaken by the opponent's sword and flew straight to the edge of the competition platform before falling down. He fell heavily on the competition platform, crawling on the ground without knowing his life and death. The ground he flew over also left a bloodline, bright red and dazzling.

On the opposite side, Qin Sha was holding a long sword in his hand and stood firmly.

"Win, we won!" Amid the cheers, many Guanghua people shed tears of excitement and joy.

However, the people in Xinghua Country were sad and many people stood up and prepared to leave.

Although they had already expected it, they still could not accept such a result. They finally relied on Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen to win four games in a row, but in the end they failed and ended in failure. However, no one blamed the Ninth Prince. No one could see that he had done his best.

"It's over, it's over." Tears also rolled down Luo Enen's cheeks.

Although the fat white man and Ye Wuse did not cry, they were also full of disappointment.

"Bastard, this bastard Qiu Mingxuan!" Zhang Haoran clenched his fists tightly and cursed with gritted teeth.

"He wants to leave, why should he take the Han Xuan Moyang Sword together? If Han Xuan Moyang Sword is in hand, how could the Ninth Prince lose!" Liu Yanshan punched the ground with a heavy punch. In anger, his fists were covered in blood and blood.

"It's useless. Even if he leaves Han Xuan Moyang Sword, the Ninth Prince will not use it. He shouldn't have left at all." Lin Hanyi shook her head and said, her eyes full of disappointment - disappointment with Qiu Mingxuan.

Han Xuan Moyang Sword! Gu Fenghua suddenly understood why everyone put their hopes on Qiu Mingxuan.

Although she had never seen Qiu Mingxuan take action, she was probably more powerful than Xiang Wushang. But why did the Ninth Prince, Lin Hanyi and others still have high hopes for Qiu Mingxuan even though they knew that Xiang Wushang's cultivation was so good?

Gu Fenghua actually had a long time to wonder about this question, but Qiu Mingxuan had already run away, so she was too lazy to think more and even more lazy to ask more. It was not until this time that she suddenly realized.

The Hanxuan Moyang Sword is one of the top ten famous swords in the Tianji Continent. Because it was lost ten thousand years ago, many people regard the so-called ten famous swords as legends. Even Gu Fenghua in the past is no exception. It was not until he went to Xinghua Temple to read ancient books that he knew that the Hanxuan Black Yang Sword had really existed, but it had very high requirements for the sword master. Only with innate holy spirit roots can he be used, otherwise it would be no different from an ordinary long sword. In terms of sharpness, it may not be as sharp as an ordinary long sword.

It turned out that this Han Xuan Moyang Sword actually fell into the hands of Xinghua Kingdom. It turned out that Qiu Mingxuan was actually the innate Holy Spirit Root. If he didn't run away, no one in Guanghua Kingdom was his opponent except Xiang Wushang, and even facing Xiang Wushang, there would be a great chance to win.

Unfortunately, this cowardly and incompetent waste was frightened by Xiang Wushang's cruelty and ruthlessness! Understanding the reason, Gu Fenghua was so angry that he bit his teeth tightly.

Even if you are angry, the final result cannot be changed! Looking at the ninth prince who was lying on the ground and his life and death, everyone looked sad.
Chapter completed!