The brute ten hammers respectfully took the long sword with both hands, turned it over and looked at it for a while, and said, "Patriarch, I'll try." ”

"Try it now!" Xiao Han said.

The brute tiger burned the charcoal fire in the hearth, and the brute ten hammers put the remnant sword into the hearth to observe the fire.

"Patriarch, do you want to take a look elsewhere?" The witch asked.

Xiao Han shook his head, "The weapons in the cave are all weird, in order to prevent abnormalities, I'll just wait here!" ”

Half an hour later, the long sword was burned through the flames, and the brute ten hammers used iron clips to clip out the remnants of the sword, put it on the forging platform, and picked up the small hammer.

The Brute Tiger lifted the sledgehammer.

"Phew!"

The sledgehammer smashed into the blade.

"Ahh

Hearing an exclamation, the brute tiger suddenly flew upside down.

The figure flashed.

Xiao Han swept out like a shock, and in mid-air put his hands against the back of the brute tiger.

A tremendous force of coercion came from the brute tiger.

This is the coercion formed by the huge force contained in the sword body.

Xiao Han quickly injected a stream of vitality into the body of the brute tiger.

This vitality can protect the original spirit of the brute tiger from being destroyed by the power of coercion.

"Boom!"

Just hear a loud bang.

Xiao Han flew upside down and crashed into the stone wall behind the blacksmith.

The Shanhe battle body activated itself in an instant, and the flesh slammed a large hole into the stone wall.

Xiao Han and the Brute Tiger flew out of the hole.

Even with the help of vitality, the brute tiger still spewed a mouthful of blood "wow".

"Patriarch."

Everyone was shocked.

The stone wall is half a meter thick, and it is extremely strong, even if Xiao Han's body is made of steel and iron bones, how can he stand it?

As a family of body refining, Wu Niang and the others naturally know the limit of what the body refining body can bear.

Ignoring the rubble, everyone rushed out of the hole.

Xiao Han landed in the woods more than ten places outside the wall, his hands still not leaving the back of the brute tiger, and the vitality continued to enter the brute tiger's body.

After more than ten breaths, Xiao Hanfang slowly withdrew his hand and gently put the brute tiger on the ground.

The brute's face was pale, and his eyes were closed.

Xiao Han took a long breath and said, "It's okay, my life is worry-free, and I can get better in a few days of recuperation." ”

"Patriarch, you... Do you have unusual sensations? ”

The witch asked anxiously.

"I'm fine." Xiao Han said.

Mantie slowly opened his eyes, his face was still pale, and he said with difficulty, "Thank you, Patriarch." ”

"You're badly injured, talk less, move less."

After Xiao Han finished speaking, he flew back to the blacksmith from the hole in the stone wall, picked up the remnant sword on the forging platform with an iron clip, and looked at it carefully.

"Patriarch, there seems to be power in this sword." The witch said with a frown.

Xiao Han nodded, "There is also an incredible idea of self-preservation, ten hammers, continue to do it, this time I will pick up the sledgehammer." ”

"Yes."

The frightened Man Ten Hammers were taken aback when they heard this, but they did as they were ordered.

The people of the Devouring Mountain Clan, obeying the orders of the patriarch, are not ambiguous.

"Patriarch, be careful!" Although Wu Niang knew that Xiao Han was strong, she still reminded.

"Don't worry! The power of this sword can't hurt me. Xiao Han said lightly.

After a try, he already had a bottom in his heart.

Half an hour later, the remnant sword was burned red again, and Mantie took out the remnant sword with an iron clip and put it on the forging platform.

Xiao Han lifted the sledgehammer and tried to hammer it with the power of the brute tiger.

"Phew!"

There was a dull thud.

A huge force came from the sword body, but it was suppressed by Xiao Han with the power of vitality.

"Bang."

Another hammer fell, and the power of this hammer was more than twice as strong as Fang Cai's hammer.

Juli's coercion is stronger, but he still can't help Xiao Han.

When Wu Niang and the others saw this scene, their high hearts finally relaxed, and their eyes looked at Xiao Han, and they were even more full of awe.

They all know that this is no ordinary falling hammer, and the confrontation between force and force, although invisible, is terrifying.

"Phew."

"Phew."

"Phew."

The sledgehammer kept falling on the broken sword.

Burnt red, forged.

Burn red again, and forge again.

…

In more than two hours, Xiao Han completed ten forgings.

In the ten forgings, Xiao Han took the sledgehammer hundreds of times, and as the number of hammers increased, the power of the sword became weaker and weaker, and by the time of the ninth forging, he was already unaware.

But the power contained in the sword did not diminish at all, but was surrendered by Xiao Han.

It is like a wild horse that, once submitted, recognizes the surrendered person as its master.

The sword that originally had a gap was not only intact, but also more elegant, and the shape was more like a dragon in the sky.

The casting technique and handling skills of the Ten Hammers are really extraordinary.

Although the sledgehammer was made by Xiao Han, it was all a hammer that fell according to the guidance of the ten hammers.

In other words, the strength is Xiao Han's, and the technique is brute.

Although the small hammer is small, it is eighty pounds. Although the sledgehammer is big, a hammer is forty, which is the rule of the casting industry.

Next, the Ten Hammers carefully attached the hilt to the longsword and decorated it.

"Patriarch, it's alright." The brute ten hammers respectfully held the sword to Xiao Han.

Xiao Han held the sword in his hand.

This sword, the sword body is about one meter long, the whole body is cold, and when the sword body moves, a cold light can be seen on the blade, like a dragon flying by.

"Good craftsmanship." Xiao Han praised.

With a slight grasp of his left hand, a large iron knife made by the Ten Hammers flew up from the ground.

The people of the Devouring Mountain Tribes have great strength, and the knives they use are also heavy, otherwise they will not be able to do it.

Xiao Han swung his sword lightly.

"Phew."

Just hear a crunch.

The thick and heavy iron knife was immediately broken in two, and the sword in Xiao Han's hand was not damaged at all.

Under the sword, this big iron knife was as fragile and soft as a tofu block, and it was vulnerable, and Xiao Han did not give the slightest vitality to the sword body.

Cutting off the big iron knife is all based on the blade of the sword and the aura contained in the sword body.

"Good sword."

The crowd shouted in unison.

"Patriarch, give this sword a name!" The witch said.

Thinking of the dragon spirit root in his body, Xiao Han said: "On the sword body, there is a cold light flickering, like a shock, when dancing, you can hear the sound of the dragon's chant, let's call it the dragon chanting sword!" ”

"Dragon's chant, dragon's chant, good name." The witch said.

"Wu Niang, the people of the Devouring Mountain Clan refining the body, although they can make the physical body strong, but they are always inferior to the people who refine qi, I will teach you a method, this is what the senior sister of the Qingyun Sect taught me, which can help you refine qi."

In order to prevent his people from being harmed by evil qi again, Xiao Han decided to teach the qi refining method taught to him by his senior sister to the people.

Although this method cannot allow the people to embark on the path of cultivating immortals, nor is it enough for them to gain the vitality to defeat evil creatures, it can allow them to obtain internal qi.

With internal qi, you can protect your mind from evil qi.

"Thank you, Patriarch." The witch said in surprise.

After carefully teaching the cultivation method and making a demonstration, Xiao Han took advantage of the night to fly back to the cave with his sword.

He couldn't stay awake at night.