chapter 27 Suppressing the Ming King with his fist and North King Blade again

"Form up!"
The fifteen Royal Guard commanders retreated.
Suddenly.
The two thousand Royal Guards erupted with vigor, like tidal waves rolling, kicking up clouds of dust.
Their armor, weighing hundreds of pounds and forged from pure Xuan iron, formed a formation capable of trapping a Heaven Martial.
Confidently, they believed that even a Transcendent Realm Expert could be entangled for a moment.
Boom!
At this moment, the earth trembled as if struck by a great bell, blasting a...