Feng Ling'er heard the sarcastic voices around her, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Old guy, you'll know how powerful Feng Hao is later."

"The two of them seem to be competing, let's go up and say hello later."

When Ren Qingyang saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said: "That old man is my friend, Zhu Haiyu, the third refining master of the Sealed Demon Valley, and he is also a well-known figure in Fengzhou, the capital of heaven."

Wen Qingye nodded, and then looked at the title and Zhu Haiyu in front of him, and he knew in his heart, looking at the posture, the two seemed to be competing with the trial.

At this moment, Wen Qingye's divine thoughts also slowly dispersed towards the surroundings, and said secretly: There are many masters in this room, and there are actually two Da Luo Golden Immortals hidden, as well as several Wuji Golden Immortals.

When he entered the house, Wen Qingye didn't pay attention to the people around him, and at this time he realized that the monks who were watching around him were not simple characters.

Feng Hao slowly walked to the stove, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, picked up a piece of black iron next to him, and said, "This is the heavenly ** iron, Zhu Lao, you are optimistic"

Zhu Haiyu nodded and did not speak.

Feng Hao took out a black hammer from Sumeru mustard, and then threw the ** iron into the blacksmith furnace without hesitation.

Tian** Iron was thrown into the furnace, and it couldn't help but not merge, and the fire on the furnace gradually became smaller.

"What is this Feng Hao doing? Heavenly ** Iron is an extremely yin thing, he actually put it in such a low-level spiritual fire?"

"Did he think he was a high-level immortal refiner?

.........

When everyone saw Feng Hao put the heavenly iron into the furnace, they all shook their heads and sneered.

Heavenly iron is an extremely yin thing, how can ordinary flames refine this heavenly **iron.

Zhu Haiyu was expressionless and remained silent.

Feng Hao sneered when he heard the words of the people around him, and said, "You all show me well."

After speaking, Feng Hao picked up the black hammer and struck it at the heavenly ** iron in the fire.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of Feng Hao's beating was crisp and pleasant, and it was extremely regular, and everyone stopped talking when they heard the voice, and they became engrossed.

Looking closely, Feng Hao seemed to hit it with a hammer, and the black iron hammer would release nine true qi and instill it into the heavenly iron.

"Jiuyang folding forging method!"

Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but think of a Southern Immortal Court refining master.

When the young man saw Feng Hao beating, he said disappreliantly: "What kind of forging method are you? Such a simple and vulgar forging method, I will too."

"Ignorance!"

Feng Ling'er looked at the young man, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, "You follow Zhu Haiyu, it's better to follow Feng Hao"

Feng Ling'er is already delicate and moving, but at the moment, the corners of her mouth are hooked, which is even more amorous.

"I ......"

The young man saw Feng Ling'er so seductive, and heard her mock himself, and his face turned red.

At this moment, with Feng Hao's continuous beating, Tian** Iron began to slowly deform, and Zhu Haiyu's face next to him changed suddenly.

Zhu Haiyu looked at Feng Hao, who was constantly beating, and said in astonishment: "Jiuyang folding and forging method, this is Jiuming Immortal Jun's Jiuyang folding forging method"

"What? Jiuming Immortal Monarch's Jiuyang folding and forging method?"

"Feng Hao actually knows the forging method of Jiuming Immortal Monarch, isn't this Jiuyang folding forging method difficult to learn?"

"I really didn't expect Feng Hao to not only cultivate, but also to refine the talent above the cultivation talent, this generation of Feng family disciples is amazing."

"With this forging method, Zhu Lao is afraid that it is ....."

........

Hearing Zhu Haiyu's words, there was a tide of discussion around him.

Everyone originally thought that Feng Hao was not Zhu Haiyu's opponent at all, but who would have thought that the ending would suddenly come in a reversal, and Feng Hao would actually know how to fold and forge Jiuyang.

At this time, the ** iron of that day turned into a black arrow under the blow of Feng Hao.

"That's right, this is exactly the method of Joyoung folding and forging"

Feng Hao looked at the work in his hand with satisfaction, looked up at Zhu Haiyu and said, "Fifty years ago, I was accepted as a disciple by Jiuming Immortal Jun."

When Zhu Haiyu heard this, a trace of anger appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Okay, very good."

Feng Ling'er sneered, pointed to the young man next to Zhu Haiyu, and said, "Old guy, you hand over this kid to us, and obediently admit defeat."

Feng Hao also nodded, and said with a smile: "That's right, this kid is such a good seedling, it's a waste in your hands."

When the young man heard the words of Feng Chi'er and Feng Hao, he couldn't help but say angrily: "I won't go with you."

Feng Ling'er said with a smile: "Whether you can go or not, it has nothing to do with you, if this old guy loses, he must go with us."

"I'll leave it to you, no way"

Zhu Haiyu snorted coldly and said, "Even if the old man dies today, he will be with him to the end."

After Zhu Haiyu finished speaking, he walked to the stove, and his expression became extremely solemn.

Wen Qingye looked at the young man and said secretly: "It seems that these two parties are competing for the young man, and it seems that this young man has no magic.....

Ren Qingyang looked at Zhu Haiyu in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Brother Wen, do you think my old friend will win?"

Wen Qingye said lightly: "It's up to your old friend."

The Jiuyang folding forging method is an ancient forging method, which already belongs to the high-level immortal forging method, and looking at Feng Hao's posture, it is enough to use the three-point essence of the Jiuyang folding forging method, Zhu Haiyu wants to win, it is very difficult.

Zhu Haiyu walked to the stove, and also put the heavenly iron into the furnace, and then took out his own hammer from the Sumeru mustard.

Bang, bang, bang!

Zhu Haiyu used his true qi and began to use his own method of forging and forging the waves of the sea.

Everyone present watched Zhu Haiyu forging intently.

Wen Qingye shook his head when he saw this, and said, "Your friend lost."

This Zhu Haiyu's use of the forging method is also good, and the essence of it can be used fifty percent, but it is impossible to beat the Jiuyang folding forging method.

After the half-pillar incense, the ** iron never moved that day, and there was no sign of deformation at all, but Zhu Haiyu was soaked, as if he had just been salvaged from the water.

Bang!

With the final blow, Zhu Haiyu took four or five steps back to the rear, panting heavily, obviously he tried his best, but the ** iron never changed that day.

Lost!?

The monks present glanced at each other, they didn't expect this result at all, Zhu Haiyu would lose to the younger generation of the Feng family.

"Master!"

When the boy saw this, he hurriedly walked over.

Feng Hao snorted coldly: "With such a rude forging method in the countryside, you still want to win me?"

"Willing to gamble and lose"

Feng Ling'er looked at the young man, as if she was looking at a rare treasure, and said with a smile: "Boy, let's go with us."

At this time, Feng Hao walked next to the boy and directly dragged the boy up.

The young man burst into tears and shouted, "Master, I don't want to go with them"

(End of chapter)