Chapter 1190 (1/2)

The craziest moment in the arena of life and death must be late at night.

Because only late at night, there will be a continuous battle of life and death.

In order to remove the ghost brand in the city, ten life and death battles are needed.

If the death penalty is to be commuted to death with a reprieve, he needs to fight five life and death battles. If his sentence is commuted to an indefinite period, he has to do the same ten times.

Ten battles of life and death, more and more dangerous.

That's not to say that the opponent is better every time.

In the case of no black box operation, no one knows who the opponent is.

However, as the number of times you fight increases, your magic skills, your cards and your assassin's mace will be revealed one by one.

It's OK when the strength difference is huge. If the strength difference is not big, it's very fatal.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and win a hundred battles. This is not a casual remark.

There is a circle of high stone walls around the platform of life and death. The auditorium is on the stone wall, and there are narrow rooms under the stone wall.

In one of the rooms, Sikong chuixing sat cross legged.

”I will survive.”

Sikong Zhuoxing cleaned himself up for a while. He didn't look so decadent any more. He looked heroic.

He never knew that under the strong pressure, he could break through the original shackles and reach a higher level of potential, reaching the level of his surprise.

”I've had a good time before, and my potential hasn't really been released.”

Sikong Zhuoxing understood what was going on, so he cherished everything in front of him more, on the premise that he could survive ten life and death battles.

On the stage of life and death, the first contestant came on stage.

This is a middle-aged man with gray hair and vicissitudes of eyes. His cultivation level is the real God on the upper level.

Soon, his opponent also came to the stage. He was a young man, a young man who was still very young. He seemed at a loss.

It feels like a family young master who doesn't understand the dangers of human heart. The cultivation level is completely accumulated with resources.

One is a ghost in the city, the other is a prisoner of death.

Many people have speculated that the young man should have been framed. He does not look like a person who committed death penalty.

But who cares if young people are framed.

There are too many people who are framed every day in this holy city. More than one of you is not much, and less of you is a lot.

”Uncle, I didn't kill people. They set me up. You believe me.” As soon as he came on stage, the young man was excited and scared.

As a death penalty criminal, he has no right to choose whether to fight a life and death war. As long as he becomes a death penalty criminal, he will set a life and death war day. If he has survived five life and death battles, he will be reduced to death sentence with reprieve. However, that is death. After all, you are a death penalty criminal.

”I believe you.”

The middle-aged nodded in the vicissitudes of life.

”Thank you, thank you very much.” The young man kept saying.

The battle of life and death begins.

Poof!

The young man's body was split in half, and before the blood could be splashed out, it was annihilated into nothingness.

”I have a reason to live, so I'm sorry.” Middle aged people talk to themselves.

One, two, three

The strength of middle-aged people is very strong. After five life and death battles, the strength limit is still uncertain.

”How strong.”

Sikong Zhuoxing carefully observes the vicissitudes of life middle-aged battle.

The other side is likely to become his opponent.

Scene six, scene seven.

With the increase of games, the strength limit of middle-aged people is still forced out.

His opponent is also very strong, the most important thing is that his opponent has a powerful spirit body real magic skill, even if the middle-aged show a killer mace, they can not kill each other with one move, but can only severely damage the other party.

Finally, the vicissitudes of life or killed the other side, but his magic power, also only 30%.

On the stage of life and death, it is not allowed to add divine power, which is exactly the cruelty of the continuous life and death war.

In the eighth scene, the magic power of middle-aged people is still half.

In the ninth scene, the magic power of the middle-aged in the vicissitudes of life is only half of what is left.

Scene 10.

Sikong chuixing walked onto the stage with a gloomy face.

To tell you the truth, he didn't want to be a middle-aged opponent.

It's not fear of each other.

The strength of the middle-aged is not as good as his.

He doesn't want to be the opponent of the other side. He doesn't want to be an obstacle. After all, the other side only has one game to succeed.

It's cruel to break the other party's hope at this time.

However, where the rules are, he cannot choose.

”You are strong. I may fail.” Vicissitudes of life, middle-aged face, unprecedented dignified.

What he has left is not enough confidence to win over others.But in Sikong Zhuoxing, he can not see half of the hope.

”Like you, I have a reason to live.” Sikong chuixing said.

He doesn't want to die. No matter whether he can escape from Shengtian's hand, he doesn't want to die. He wants to live, because only by living can he have a chance to revenge. One day, he will uproot Wu's family and make Wu Yutian regret coming into this world.

A bitter smile, vicissitudes of life middle-aged way: ”everyone does not want to die, unfortunately, there is always a death, kill.”

Raised his head, the vicissitudes of life of middle-aged drink, a knife to Sikong Zhuoxing.

He is a sword God and a powerful sword God in the vicissitudes of life. His Dao rules have already reached the level of perfection of the upper level God. His Dao is unmatched and invincible. His Dao skills are even more indomitable and indomitable.

The light of the sword soared, just like the Milky Way sweeping across the sky.

”Good come.”

The artifact of Sikong Zhuoxing is a slender stick. When the stick pokes forward, a little star lights up.

Compared with the knife light of middle age in vicissitudes, this star light is very insignificant, which can be said to be very small.