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The power of each hammer is just right, and she can't be so perfect in the battle, not hurting the surface of the body, only hurting all the big points in the body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The old man wielded the hammer in his hand, and an imperceptible glint flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he had noticed it when someone entered the smelting room, but he didn't stop the movement of his hand.

"Sonorous" Yihan's eyes only left the constant swing of the old man's hammer, and her eyes gradually went blank, she seemed to be standing in a vast white, with a table with various ores in front of her, she held the hammer in her hand, and continued to beat the ore again and again.

She didn't use divine power, she just knocked on the impurities of the ore like this, but every time she would fall off the edges and corners of the ore, she tried to change the strength, but the result was the same.

"Childe, it's ready" When the woman walked out, she saw Yi Han, who was staring at her grandfather knocking on the mine, his eyes were blank, and her grandfather, who was pale.

She knew that her grandfather didn't like outsiders to enter when he was working, and just as she was about to disturb, her grandfather gave her a sharp look and told her to withdraw.

Then the smelting room was quiet again, only the sound of the old man knocking on the ore was particularly crisp, and the regularity was maintained between each sound.

In the vast white world, Yihan continued to beat the ore, she could hear the crisp sound of the ore in her ears, and every time she could see a figure in front of her, holding a hammer in her hand, fighting against people, the movements in his hands were going on smoothly, and when he was over, the person who was fighting against him was dead.

Yi Han stepped forward, and she could see that the dead person was dying peacefully, as if he was sleeping, but as soon as she touched it, the person turned into ashes.

What a terrible power!

After Yihan sighed, she was the only one left in the entire white world.

That person's attack was only once, and he didn't use any spiritual power or divine power, just relying on his skills, and only with that hammer.

Yihan picked up the hammer in her hand, this time it was no longer an irregular knock on the ore, but used the ore as a face, looking for a few points on this surface, she controlled the power in her hand to carry out dozens of point strikes.

Forty-eight times, the surface of the ore was intact. By the time of the forty-ninth hammer, the entire ore was reduced to ashes.

The second time, thirty-six hammers. Each time, her strength will be a little more accurate, and each time she will spend a lot less.

The complete surface is divided into several points, one by one, and when the critical point is reached, the whole surface will be broken.

When the dynamics are properly controlled, to create an area on the surface, it is sufficient to have a few points that make up the area.

It seems simple, but in fact it is very complicated, and only after thousands of attempts can you clearly see the red dots on the surface.

She could now see twenty-five red dots on one ore.

"Keng" everything returns to calm. "Poof" The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body shook, Yihan's eyes returned to clarity, and he immediately stepped forward to support the old man, gave him a few pills to restore his spiritual power, and helped him aside. Then he respectfully hugged his fist to the old man, "Thank you seniors for your advice"

If it weren't for the old man's continuous movement of wielding the hammer and not interrupting his perception, I am afraid that he would still be clear.  ； ； ； ； ； ；

"It's your own comprehension that is high. The old man closed his eyes and breathed. He was telling the truth, if Yihan's comprehension ability was not high, he would not do such a dangerous thing, once his mental power was overdrawn, he would die.  ； ； ； ； ； ； ； ；  ； ； ； ； ； ； ；  ； ； ； ； ；