"Shaon, how are you? Is your injury serious?"
On the yellow sand, Sha Qi squatted halfway on the ground, supporting Sha Ang who was almost unable to stand, and asked with concern in his eyes.
While practicing kung fu, Shaon resisted the terrifying saber intent from the saber wound on his chest, and replied with difficulty: "Don't worry, Your Highness, he won't die yet, he didn't kill him, he just clicked to the end, I am not his opponent."
Shaon looked at Li Juechen with complicated eyes.
On the one hand, he was very unwilling to lose in Li Juechen's hands like this. He lost completely. This was a huge blow to him, and it was a complete negation of his past.
He was defeated, completely defeated, and he couldn't find any reason.
On the other hand, he still has a trace of gratitude to Li Juechen in his heart. The other party let him live, but did not chase him to the end, but beheaded him here.
Shaon was in the midst of the battle, so he knew even more clearly that when he showed his defeat just now, the opponent had a chance to chase and kill him to make up for the last blow.
However, Li Juechen did not.
Shaon knew clearly that the other party kept his hand and didn't want his life. This was because he had absolute confidence in his own strength, as well as pride.
For a moment, Shaon's heart felt dull, and he also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
The enemy is too strong, he can't stand it at all.
Here, Shaqi took a deep breath, he made up his mind, and there was a cold light in his eyes.
When Shaon saw it, his heart skipped a beat, he quickly grabbed Shaqi with his hands, and persuaded: "Your Highness, no, you can't beat him."
Sha Qi snorted coldly and didn't say much, but said: "For the sake of the entire Sha Clan, I have to fight. If even His Highness retreats, what hope does our Clan have?"
Shaqi's idea is also very simple, he would rather die standing up than live on his knees, and never give in.
If he succumbed to Li Juechen's powerful power today, he would completely wipe out the spirit of the Sha Clan, and the death of the Clan would not be far away.
Besides, he has a special status, he is the prince of the Sha tribe, so he must shoulder this responsibility.
As a royal, he was just doing what he was supposed to do.
"This is my responsibility as a royal family, and I must stand up."
After saying this, Sha Qi turned around silently, left Sha Ang's hand, and walked forward.
"Your Highness, alas."
Seeing Hei Lin, his eyes changed slightly, his heart was extremely shocked, and he wanted to persuade him, but in the end he just sighed regretfully, lowered his once high head, and went to serve Shaon.
At this moment, one is going forward, the other is going down, the difference is clear, it is clear whether it is a hero or a momentary rebellion.
Shaqi stepped forward, looked directly at the arrogance Li Juechen, and said, "I'll fight you."
"Oh, do you want to continue fighting? Are you fighting with wheels?" Li Juechen sneered and replied disdainfully.
Chen Quan on the side saw him, and said again and again: "General, don't let this monster go, he is deliberately using the wheel fighting method to consume your mana."
"The sand demon clan is really despicable. One is not good enough, and another one comes. Is it because they don't feel ashamed enough? It's ridiculous."
Yuan Hongchou scolded.
Song Tong's face darkened, and he took a step forward, yelling: "Sand Demon, you have already lost, you should admit defeat, let us go in to search for people, and even block it, it is really shameless."
Li Juechen kept a cold face and didn't say a word.
Although the three of Yuan Hongchou were in his ears, they were somewhat noisy, they talked too much, and saved a lot of saliva.
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