This peerlessly powerful man's throat moved.

He exerted more force, but Jun Xin Sword did not move at all.

He couldn't help but glance at Lin Jie in disbelief like the others: "Is it true that only this native can pull it out?"

Fang Han couldn't wait: "Senior, I'll come."

A prince.

Definitely.

Fang Han thought so.

His tiger body shook, displaying his majesty in front of everyone, but after repeated attempts, the sword of the emperor's heart was still closed.

Suddenly someone screamed, causing a big commotion: "Could it be that only the Xuanhuang realm or the natives can pull out the sword?"

"I come!!"

The Xuanhuang warriors, with their eyes shining brightly, rushed to the Jun Xin Sword like a swarm of swarms.

Emperor Xuan can't!

Overlord can’t!

Not even invincible!

Only Xuan Huangxing?

Here comes their chance to change their fate!

But at this moment, Old Man Jiuyin struck out with a strike of his palm.

Taoist Chaos also glanced away with sinister eyes.

Emperor Xuan who rushed towards him one by one was killed on the spot.

Emperor Xuan at the rear did not dare to move a step.

Emperor Xuan is in charge, Emperor Xuan is not qualified.

Although everyone was angry, there was nothing they could do.

Gu Tianpeng suddenly flashed out: "I'll come."

He raised the Jun Xin Sword, and after a while, he pulled it out with all his strength.

But the next moment, Fang Han laughed out loud.
Chapter completed!