Lin Fan stood by the fire, his eyes firm and focused. He held a thirty-pound hammer in his hand, and every swing carried the sound of the wind, smashing the piece of material that had begun to take on the shape of a sword. Each smash was accompanied by a splash of sparks, as if announcing the splendor of the sword's imminent birth.

Ling Lao stood aside, beads of sweat on his face, but his eyes were always watching Lin Fan's movements calmly. He knew that the final formation of the sword body needed to be completed by Lin Fan himself

"Start the Lottery Goddess from Douluo" Chapter 269 The new owner of the sword is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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