"You've run out of chances."
Chen Han spoke coolly as he watched Zhu Tian's head spin through the air and land heavily on the ground.
CRUNCH!
He lifted his foot and brought it down gently.
Zhu Tian's head shattered completely, just like a watermelon.
"That takes care of that!"
The Flame Emperor took a deep breath. The dissipated Flame Dragon instantly transformed into a sky full of fiery clouds, which then reconverged upon his body.
"Now, who's next?"
The old man's deep, cloudy gaze was like the most terrifying of tombs. At just a single glance, the remaining people on the field couldn't help but tremble.
"Run!"
It was impossible to tell who had roared.
In an instant, the remaining thirteen scattered like birds and beasts, frantically rushing into the Tian Yuan Forest.
"Trying to run?"
The Flame Emperor sneered, and the flames engulfing his body flared violently.
