Chapter 169: I told you, you... are very weak!

"This should be the final duel to the death," the God of Duel stepped back a few paces, eyeing the standoff between Ahtal and the God of War with a look of regret on his face, "The arena will become a mere sports venue after this."

"The final duel to the death?" Xi Mu chuckled lightly, the Great Sword of Death in his hand ignited with black flames, "That's a very unprofessional judgment."

"Quite the confident statement," the God of War laughed heartily, reaching his hand into the void and pulling out a weapon resembling both a giant axe and a sword, with the edge extending like the head of an axe, taking on the shape of a large sword.

But the hilt was nearly two meters long.

"Because you're weak," Xi Mu said with a malicious smile, red scales emerging on his skin as his body also burst into black flames, turning his silver armor black, his aura wild and dangerous.