Su Han stared at the emperor on the other side, the corners of his mouth lifted, and he smiled fiercely.

"Only if he admits defeat can he continue to live, but...he has no chance to admit defeat!"

"Crack!"

As the words fell, a sound of broken bones spread throughout the audience!

The uproar was instantly suppressed.

The entire arena was in dead silence!

Countless eyes were focused on the two figures on the stage.

Especially the burly figure that looked like a devil.

"boom!"

The body fell to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust.

He was not thrown on top of the ring, but directly thrown off the ring and flew dozens of meters away.

On the neck of the Hualin Emperor's corpse, there was a blue-purple handprint.
Chapter completed!