"It's a lot of strength, but it's not enough to hit the iron with strength alone!" Yu Wenzhong didn't expect Wang Yin to catch the hammer in such a direct way, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

In fact, he is also a middle-level in the Yuwen family, knowing that there is a powerful young man in the Yuwen Qiuhong trial, and now he is taking this opportunity to test it, just now even he himself didn't think he had the ability to go empty-handed, so he hoped that Wang Yin could dodge, just to kill his sharp energy, but he didn't expect that Wang Yin could follow with the power of his empty hands alone, which was much more than he expected.

He had the heart to try Wang Yin again, so when Wang Yin grabbed the hammer, he grabbed an iron ingot with a width of a foot and threw it at Wang Yin.

Wang Yin was not in a hurry, he waved the hammer with his backhand, and swept up a purple-black light, and when it sounded, it was like Hong Zhong Dalu, the disciples of the Yuwen family present only felt a roar in their ears, and they couldn't hear the sound for the time being.

Under the bombardment of the iron ingot, it turned around quickly, and flew towards Yuwen Chong, Yuwen Chong was taken aback, the speed of this iron ingot came back more than ten times faster than just now, he doubted whether he could take it, but if he couldn't take it, he would make a fool of himself in front of the disciples, and he was annoyed, when a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, a figure flashed, and the hammer fell, and in the bang, Wang Yin hit the iron ingot that was spinning rapidly again.

Yuwen was suddenly startled in his heart, Wang Yin's flash just now, he didn't even look at please Chu, what kind of exercise is this?

If Wang Yin wanted to attack him just now, didn't he even have a chance to defend?

Thinking of this, there was a cold sweat on his body,

Although Yu Wenzhong is a cultivator of divine power and majoring in strength, it is not that he does not know the speed of the exercise, in fact, the speed of his cultivation is also a high-grade exercise, but just now Wang Yin's flash, he didn't even see it clearly, the surprise in his heart can be imagined!

Could it be the best exercise? Yu Wenzhong was dumbfounded in surprise. The best exercises, even if it is the Yuwen family, only elders and above can practice, this young man actually has the best exercises?

What he didn't know was that if he started the exercises, Wang Yin would have more than one in his hands, and even the collection of the entire Yuwen family would not be comparable to Wang Yin.

If he knew this, I'm afraid his jaw would have dropped.

Just when Yuwen was dumbfounded, an old man in the forging table who looked withered suddenly straightened up, and no one present noticed that his originally cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light.

The old man looked like a fire-burner, but once he straightened up, he was like a white crane standing up in a flock of chickens and ducks.

Just when everyone was stunned, Wang Yin had already hit the iron ingot again with lightning speed. A loud bang echoed throughout the forging platform, and the streamers made people dizzy and couldn't help themselves.

After only a few forgings, the iron ingot, which was originally a foot wide and a certain width was beaten by him to less than one-tenth of what was left, and he actually refined nine-tenths of it.

"How is this possible!" Countless disciples of the Yuwen family were dumbfounded, what Wang Yin was beating was not an ordinary iron ingot, but the iron essence of Xuantie, even Yuwen Chong had to use the earth fire to soften it before it could be forged, even if it was Yuwen Chong Refining Three, it was impossible to reach such a level.

This boy, who looked to be less than eighteen years old, was able to refine directly with a hammer without fire, and he didn't hit a hammer at all. How wicked does this have to be?

What's even more frightening is that he actually hit directly in the air, knowing that there is no place to borrow strength in the air, how much strength does it take to fight like this, 10,000 catties or 20,000 catties?

And the most unbelievable thing is that he can fly so fast, what kind of light skill is this Nima! Even a bird can't fly so fast!

And for Wang Yinlai, all this is very easy and natural, very simple, because when he entered the door of the Divine Soldier Purgatory Forge Glazed Golden Armor, there is this method used, and this method is just the opening hand, Wang Yin has been practicing thousands of times in the door, and it can really be used with his eyes closed.

What's more, he has already comprehended the forging techniques of the battle martial arts cultivation stage to the extreme, and this refining or something, it is simply not too easy.

When, when, when! Wang Yin finished refining, and finally returned to Linmian, and the dark iron iron essence that had been refined again was placed on the anvil by him, and he forged it rapidly.

Although he has built weapons, he has never eaten pork, and he has always seen pigs run. Wang Yin has lived in Yuduqiao Village for many years, and there are blacksmiths in the village, such as Yunqiang's family is a family of blacksmiths.

Wang Yin decided to fight a knife, and his appearance was based on the Tang knife.

"It's ...... What knife?"

Yuwen Chong's face was confused.

The knife created by Wang Yin is very beautiful, with a straight blade and a wide blade, and a long handle.

Completely different from the knives of this world.

Wang Yin looked triumphant in his hand, as if he was holding some kind of divine weapon, which made these blacksmiths have a special urge to flatten him.

Yuwen Chong's brows furrowed, Wang Yin's intention was obvious, he created this knife - let's call it a knife - in order to compare it with the knife that Yuwen Chong had just created.

"You're not going to use this thing to compete with the knife I made, are you?" Yu Wenzhong looked at Wang Yin with some apprehension, although his mouth was not relaxed, but his tone showed that his confidence was completely insufficient.

Wang Yin didn't answer, he directly shook the knife in his hand and motioned for you to let the horse come.

Yu Wenzhong frowned again, Wang Yin's performance just now had shocked everyone, although the knife he created looked extremely ugly, but the blade light flickered, and even the daylight dimmed a little, it looked very much like a divine soldier who was not good-looking.

"Bi, Bi, Bi" The disciples of the Yuwen family suddenly shouted in unison, and no one noticed that the old man who burned the fire also showed a look of expectation.

"Okay! I'll teach you what the real forging technique is!" Yuwen Chong is not timid, although Wang Yin's building process is wonderful, but as Yuwen Chong said before, great strength does not mean that it will be forged, and the same fancy looks good does not mean that the things that are played are easy to use, and they are excellent. Yuwen has been immersed in forging for a lifetime, and he will be afraid of Wang Yin, a young man who is less than eighteen years old. What's more, in front of so many disciples of the Yuwen family, how can they not fight?

At that moment, he waved the long knife in his hand, and directly cut the three iron ingots piled up in the corner of the forging table in half. These iron ingots are all dark iron essence, and they were swept by Yuwenzhong's knife and cut it as easily as wood, and this knife is just made of dark iron essence, so it seems that Yuwenzhong's forging technology is indeed strong.

"Good, good, good!"

The disciples of the Yuwen family applauded, they only knew about this Yuwen Heavy Forging Technique on weekdays, and they had never seen it, but now they got what they wanted, and they all felt that it really deserved its reputation.

Yuwen heard the cheers again, and he was a little proud in his heart, and suddenly saw a black shadow flying towards him, it turned out to be Wang Yin who threw a piece of dark iron essence to him, and he was funny in his heart: Do you want to be the head of others and govern their bodies!

Suddenly shouted, the long knife was directed, clicked, and the dark iron essence was cut in half, clean and neat, without dragging mud and water.

"Good!" the disciples applauded.

"Dang" was a soft sound, muffled by a cheer, but a few disciples still paid attention, and then reminded each other, all the disciples were petrified one after another as if they were being infected by a dumb disease, and then the whole fell silent.

The eyes of all the disciples were focused on Lin, and there was one more thing next to the Xuantie Essence that had been cut in half on the ground—Yuwen Chong's long knife head!

Yu Wenzhong could hardly believe his eyes, his long knife was actually cut off! How could this be, the long knife made by the Xuantie Essence was actually cut off.

How is it possible? Yu Wenzhong can't accept this reality no matter what, this long knife will be interrupted by Xuantiejing, it is absolutely impossible!

But when he looked more closely, he found out the real reason, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Because it turned out to be Wang Yin's knife that looked like an ornament, and the strange knife that was still inserted in the dark iron iron ingot.

It turned out that just now, Wang Yin threw out the Tang knife and easily inserted the Xuantie Essence, which was in the direction where the Yuwen heavy long knife came, and the Yuwen heavy long knife was directly cut in half by the Tang knife.

Since Wang Yin's Tang knife and Yuwenzhong's long knife slashing are in different directions, the influence of strength can be completely ruled out, and the competition is only the sharpness and hardness of the knife.

How is this possible, Yu Wenzhong was almost stupid, looking at the half-broken knife stupidly, and kept muttering to himself.

"Master Craftsman, it must be Master Craftsman!" shouted a disciple who had just woken up from a dream.

"No, it's not a master craftsman, it's a master craftsman!" a disciple corrected the former.

"Master, are you kidding, there are only three or two in the entire Yuwen family. One disciple immediately retorted.

"Yuwen Chong is a craftsman, obviously more powerful than Yuwen Chong, how can he just be a craftsman?"

"Could it be a master craftsman in his teens, this is too terrifying!"

......

All of a sudden, there was a lot of talking. All the disciples, except Yuwen Qiuhong, were full of admiration for the miracle displayed by Wang Yin, and some even had a look of worship in their eyes.

This is the middle-level forging platform of the Yuwen family, and the people gathered here are all core disciples, who can be the future elites of the family, the future rulers, so many people worship Wang Yin, even Yuwen Qiuhong was secretly frightened when he saw it, and he was glad that he had received Wang Yin's help early, and he even worshipped him, otherwise I am afraid that it may not be my turn now.

In the midst of the noise, the old man who seemed to be withered slowly walked between Wang Yin and Yu Wenzhong, and picked up the iron ingot with a Tang knife stuck on the ground with an excited expression, his eyes were full of excitement.

"I didn't expect that there really existed such a miraculous 'flying hammer technique' in this world!" the old man slowly touched the blade of the strange knife, as if he was caressing the smooth back of his lover, and applied solemnly and solemnly.

"......" Yu Wenzhong looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in the field, and his face was unhappy.

Originally, he was compared to Wang Yin, and he lost face in front of the young disciples of the Yuwen family, and he was already very unhappy, but he didn't expect that this old man, who was usually silent and just burned the fire, actually stood up now, and looked like a dog to pretend to be garlic, and his heart immediately became angry.

"Hey, old man, why don't you light the fire well, stand up?"

"Boom!" Yuwen Chong was not finished, and was suddenly hit by a black shadow that descended, and the whole person flew away in an instant like a stone that was thrown out, and he hit a stove before he had time to react, and he was burned all over his body, and there was black ash on his head.

A soft and energetic martial arts cultivator didn't even have the slightest chance to defend, let alone fight back, so he was beaten away.

The onlookers of "......" looked sluggish.