"Kill!"
The Second Emperor let out a roar, his heart filled with sorrow. How tragic it was that the "divine body" he had relied on all his life had been beaten to such a miserable state! He had expected to crush Chen Beixuan with just two or three moves, only to suffer such a crushing defeat.
Everyone in the audience was shaken, watching the Second Emperor on the stage, bathed in tyrant blood, charging forward again and again, only to be swatted away by Chen Fan's punches like a common fly.
Chapter 62