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The inner city of War God Marquis Mansion.

"Mr. Marquis, I've found out clearly. Today the emperor went to the Heavenly Prison, as if he was going to visit the battle of life and death." A man wrapped in black said respectfully.

"Fighting Life and Death!" The War God Hou stood with his hands behind his back, and his eyes lit up when he heard this, "I have been waiting for six years, and finally waited for the opportunity."

"Iron Dangerous God Marquis, do you want to keep him safe for ten years? Hum!" The War God Marquis snorted coldly, and then ordered the man in black, "Take a prison guard in front of me immediately."

"Yes." The man in black took the order and left.

In less than a stick of incense, a jailer followed the man in black and walked into the Marquis' Mansion of the God of War with trembling all over.

"Marty, the man has been brought here." The man in black bowed and said.

"Master Qiansheng." The jailer hurriedly knelt on the ground and shouted.

The War God Hou looked at the kneeling prison guard with a cold look, chuckled, and waved his hand, "Get up. I'm asking you for a task to deliver to you, and it must be completed. Otherwise..."

The prison guard shivered. He could feel the murderous intention of the War God Marquis and nodded honestly, "I wonder what the Marquis wants me to do?"

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Heavenly Prison, Martial Arts Arena.

"kill!"

The two death row prisoners had just been released from the cell and entered the martial arts arena. Without any hesitation, they immediately started a fight. They knew that it would be better to start first and then die.

Two death row prisoners, one tall and the other short, had disheveled hair, and their bodies were full of fierce aura.

Both death row prisoners spread their arms, four black life rings emerged, and their aura was even more intense. Both were equally powerful, and they both had a 400-year-old death.

"Die!"

The tall prisoner roared angrily, and with his hands, four black life rings flew out, transforming into a ghostly horse slashing sword, with the sword energy spreading.

"One knife and two pieces of cut!"

The ghost horse slashed the sword in the wind, rising ten feet long, and slashed straight down, unstoppable.

A trace of madness appeared in the eyes of the short death row prisoner. The two black life rings changed into a pair of black wings. The speed suddenly increased, turning into a stream of light and rushed towards the tall death row prisoner. The other two black life rings changed into a sharp sword and stabbed straight out.

“Go ahead!”

Ten feet of swords cut the sky and the earth, and slashed it down with a bang.

boom--

The martial arts arena trembled, dust is flying, and gravel is flying, and a ten-foot crack extends to the edge of the martial arts arena.

"Forehead--"

The tall death row prisoner looked at the sharp sword inserted into his chest in disbelief, raised his head with difficulty, and the short death row prisoner showed a cruel smile.

Bang!

The tall prisoner collapsed to the ground, and the ghost horse slashed his sword and turned into ashes.

bite!

The sword and wings turned back into the black life ring. The short prisoner looked up at Wu Huang who was sitting upright on the observation deck, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face. Then he unfolded his figure and returned to his cell.

"Cell No. 1,326 won four games." The prison head shouted loudly, which immediately caused countless cells to howl crazy.

A life-and-death battle, as long as you win five consecutive games, you can be exempted from the death penalty.

Cell No. 1,326 has won four games, so you only need to win another game to avoid the death penalty, leave this hell, and gain a body of freedom.

Since the founding of the Life and Death Fight, only nine death row prisoners have won five consecutive games and have been exempted from death row.

"No, very interesting!" On the watchtower, Emperor Wu's face was full of satisfaction. The life-and-death battle just now made him excited. It was really a life-and-death battle. Both death row prisoners both emphasized killing with one blow, and there was no fancy at all.

"The fate skills are really powerful!" Emperor Wu was filled with expectations and longing. When he broke through the realm of destiny and practiced the "Destiny Wheel", he didn't know what powerful fate skills he would learn.

Now, without using the special life skills forbidden art, his combat power is zero, so he is full of curiosity and expectation for life skills.

"Your Majesty, this is just the lowest level of life-and-death battle, and there will be something even more exciting later." Huo Qi stood beside Emperor Wu, and was delighted when he saw Emperor Wu's expression. He quickly explained, "The death row of death prisoners in the heavenly prison is not low, and the death-taking realm of four hundred years is nothing. It is possible for a master of the death-taking realm to fight for life and death-taking realm at nine hundred years."

"Oh? This is the lowest level?" Wu Huang asked curiously, "Then why did that man win four games in a row just now?"

"Report to the emperor, the death row of death row in the Heavenly Prison is high and low. Most of them are between the death-taking realm of 200 and the death-taking realm of 600. Therefore, at this stage, the number of people who organize life-and-death battles is the largest and the number of games is the largest. For example, there are very few death-taking realm of 900, and without an opponent, you cannot hold a life-and-death battle. Therefore, those who win five consecutive games are usually exempted from the death-taking realm of 600." Huo Qi explained.

"So that's it." Emperor Wu nodded, and then his eyes lit up, "So can we organize a life-and-death battle between the nine hundred-year-old master of the Death Realm?"

"This..." Huo Qi hesitated slightly, then waved to the prison head standing not far away, "The emperor asked you, can you organize a life-and-death battle between the nine hundred-year-old master of the Death Realm?"

The prison head replied respectfully, "Report to the emperor, there is only one nine hundred-year-old death-taking realm detained in the Heavenly Prison, so it cannot be organized."

Huo Qi frowned.

"However, it is okay to organize a life-and-death battle in the eight hundred-year-old realm." The prisoner quickly added.

Huo Qi looked at Emperor Wu, and Emperor Wu nodded.

"Let's start now." Huo Qi said.

"Yes." The prison leader ordered, bowed and retreated, walked to the edge of the big martial arts arena, shouting loudly, "Open cells No. 6 and No. 9."

Bangbang-

The cells of No. 6 and No. 9 were opened, and two figures flew into the middle of the fighting arena.

The Death Prisoner No. 6 is a super fat man, ten feet tall, and greasy all over. Standing there is like a small hill.

The Death Prisoner No. 9 is completely the opposite. He is as thin as a hair, wrapped in a torn black brocade dress, his cheeks are long and a four-inch scar under his left eye, adding a bit of fierceness to his whole body.

Without a word, just start killing!

Standing in the martial arts arena, there are only two consequences - being dragged down by someone and returning to the cell by himself.

In order to be able to return to the cell, every death row prisoner standing in the fighting are fighting with his life.

The fat man number six smiled strangely, with his right foot back, his body straightened, his hands were pulled in a bending shape.

"Changing the Sky Bow!"

The fat man roared, and four black life rings flew out, transforming into a golden longbow.

"Shoot the sun!"

The remaining four life rings turned into a black arrow. The fat man grabbed the sun with his right hand and appeared in his hand. He pulled it hard to reach Manxian, his eyes were red and bloody. He stared at the death row of the No. 9 ten feet away, and smiled cruelly.

call out--

The sun-shooting arrow broke through the air, and the speed was so fast that it ignored the space barrier.

No. 6 uses his life skills, No. 9 will not sit and wait for death. He feels ruthless, his arms are shocked, and eight life rings fly out, turning into eight flying swords, floating in front of him.

"Eight swords fly together!"

No.9's mind moved, and eight flying swords shot out and rushed towards No.6.

Chih--

The sun shooting arrow penetrated out of the void, and a flying sword was directly knocked away.

call out--

The sun shooting arrow shot through No. 9's cheek and shot through it, shooting into the protective air wall of the martial arts arena, and disappeared instantly.

No.6 grabbed the right hand with a false grasp, and four reduced versions of the Sun-shooting arrows appeared in their hands, and they pulled it hard.

Swallowing, swishing, swishing!

In the flash of lightning, four sun-shooting arrows knocked out four flying swords, and three flying swords still broke through the air and attacked them.

"Come again!" No. 6 shot out four sun-shooting arrows again without hesitation.

In the martial arts arena, arrows and flying swords are flying back and forth. It is obviously just a battle between two people, but it has the momentum of thousands of troops.

No.9's expression moved, his right hand held it with a weak hand, and swung it hard. The eight flying swords instantly combined into a super giant sword, carrying the power of destroying the world and attacking.

"Damn it!"

No.6's expression changed slightly, and the arrows of the sky bow and shot the sun disappeared, replaced by a black spear.

"Sky-breaking gun!"

No.6 took one step, with a strong momentum, and a shot was unstoppable.

The Sky-Breaking Spear was on the super giant sword. The giant sword flipped around in the air and then came again.

"Break! Break! Break!"

No.6 was furious and stabbed three times in a row with the Sky-Breaking Spear in his hand.

bite--

The super giant sword was knocked away and shot into the protective air wall around the battlefield.

"die!"

No.6 took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his body turned into a shadow and rushed out. The sky-breaking gun danced out the sky-breaking gun shadow, real and real, real and virtual. Finally, the sky-breaking gun shadows merged into one and stabbed out.
To be continued...