"A Diao, go and pull out the sword for me!"

Han Zhen glanced back and pointed at a strong disciple.

"I?"

Ah Diao couldn't help swallowing, inevitably a little nervous.

He is not stupid, so he naturally knows that this sword is not simple, otherwise it would have been taken away by someone.

"Don't worry, your teacher will protect you and nothing will happen to you. Go ahead."

Han Zhenzhi looked like he was protecting you.

"yes."

Ah Dia had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into the circle.

Fortunately, there was no reaction from the magic circle.

He tried to hold the hilt of the sword with one hand, and then pulled it hard.

Black Sword showed no reaction.

"Huh?"

A Diao felt a little strange.

With his strength, it is not a problem to bear several thousand kilograms. Why can't he draw a sword?

"try again."

Han Zhenzhi urged.

Ah Diao didn't dare to hesitate, took a deep breath, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and began to pull it up forcefully.

All of a sudden, the veins were exposed, his face flushed, and he exhausted all his energy for breastfeeding.

The black sword couldn't be said not to move at all, it could only be said to be completely unresponsive.

"Master, no, I can't pull it out."

Unloading it in one breath, Ah Diao was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

"Trash! You can't even pull out a sword, let me do it!"

Shen Chong couldn't stand it any longer, so he stepped forward and pushed A Diao away.

Then he spit on his palms and rubbed them vigorously.

After setting up his posture, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, then took a deep breath, mobilized his whole body with true energy, and pulled it up suddenly!

However, Hei Jian still didn't move, showing no face at all.

"Damn it! I really don't believe it!"

Shen Chong frowned. Unwilling to give up, he tried several times in succession.

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