The red-hot tongs poked into the hearth, clamped out Xie Xuan, and the huge hammer smashed down his face. "Bang!" Xie Xuan's eyes were full of stars, his ear drums were roaring, and his limbs were trembling like flower branches, and he was almost about to cry out in pain.

His throat twitched, he held his breath, reluctantly turned his head, and looked at his cousin and Meng Mengda who were lying on the side. My cousin didn't care, she looked tired and weak after being beaten. But the monkey spirit was not only energetic, but also still tickling, and by the way, he gave him a white eye!

Xie Xuan was crazy in his heart, how fucking itchy are you?" "Bang! bang! bang......" The hammer fell like a storm, making him dizzy, his liver and intestines were broken, and he was so painful that he died, but he insisted on holding on to his death, and he didn't even hum.

I don't know how long I suffered, but as soon as the thunderous hammer sound stopped, Xie Xuan was sweating profusely, almost prostrating, panting like a half-dead fish.

"Ben Shao didn't scream!" his lips quirmed, and the corners of his eyes glanced at the monkey spirit, revealing an irrepressible look.

"You called. Meng Meng blinked and said softly.

"Where am I called?" Xie Xuan was stunned.

"You really screamed. Meng Mengda nodded solemnly and pointed at Xie Yongxu, "I heard it, and your cousin heard it too." ”

"You dead monkey spirit is a good mouth, reversing black and white, are your ears broken or plugged in earwax?" Xie Xuan couldn't help but feel on fire in his heart, and desperately turned over and sneered. He had been beaten down by the monkey spirit before, but now he finally seized the opportunity to fight back.

Huh? The cyclops lowered his head and glanced at Xie Xuan in confusion, this thief can still move? It must be that the thief is not dead, and he still wants to steal my skirt! He roared and grabbed Xie Xuan, threw it into the hearth, and pulled the bellows again.

Xie Xuan's expression changed drastically, and he slammed into the hot furnace wall with a "bang", letting out a miserable scream, and the cry was immediately drowned in the raging flames.

"Listen, he just screamed, and I wasn't wrong. Meng Mengda turned her little head, looked at Xie Yongxu innocently, and spread her hands and claws helplessly, "Is it wrong to predict the future?"

The cyclops then pinched out Chikashima, threw it at the anvil, grabbed the hammer, and smashed it down.

"Bang!" Zhi Hunt Zhen trembled, his internal organs trembled, and the essence of the Inner Dan of Xuanyi, which had not yet been fully digested, was knocked away by a hammer, and flowed through his body in chaos, and then he was swallowed and refined by the sword seeds one by one, and transformed into a three-killing machine sword qi.

"Boom!" was already swelling to the limit, and the three-killing machine sword Qi that had been suppressed by Zhi Hunt Zhen immediately lost control, like an evil dragon that had broken free from its chains, and rushed towards the bottleneck of refining qi and returning spirits.

Zhi Hunt really secretly shouted that it was not good, his kendo state of mind was not perfect, and he had not yet fully understood the uniqueness, if he achieved refining qi at this moment, it would be equivalent to abandoning his previous achievements. He tried his best to control the Sword Qi of the Triple Killing Machine, but the Sword Qi was too abundant, and it was suppressed for too long, and the rebound was so fierce that it was like a mountain flood bursting an embankment, and it was out of control.

And the Inner Dan Essence Yuan of the Silky is still being transformed into the Triple Killing Machine Sword Qi in an endless stream, making it continue to grow.

"Bang!" The Cyclops' second hammer landed just as well, and the Triple Killing Machine Sword Qi was slammed into it, and the momentum was slightly paused. The giant hammer was also shocked by the three-killing machine sword Qi and bounced upward, shaking the cyclops' palm, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"This thief is even more dishonest!" the cyclops roared, spitting two mouthfuls into his palm, his muscles bulging out, and the veins bloomed like the roots of an old tree.

Zhi Hunt really trembled violently, and his internal organs were like turning over the river and the sea. The hammer strength was several times greater than before, and it scattered the momentum of the three-killing machine sword qi again and again. And the Sword Qi of the Three Killing Seed Machines converged again and again, converging into an even more violent torrent...... The two sides are like two fiercely fighting armies, fighting and fighting.

A trace of turbid mist floated out from Zhi Hunt Zhen's body, which was the impurity of the Three Killing Machine Sword Qi. Rao is Zhijia Zhen has been polished for a long time, but it has not been completely purified, but at this moment, it has been forged by a giant hammer.

Suddenly, Zhi Hunt really remembered the wonderful structure of the carp body, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, with the help of the hammer's percussion force, he took advantage of the situation to drive the sword qi of the three-killing machine, so that a trace of sword qi drove the meridian blood vessels, hooked, intertwined, and extended with each other, and reformed into a rudimentary form of a sword fetus similar to a carp body.

This little thief is so fierce! The Cyclops' big hand became more and more stinging, and it was so shocked by the three-killing machine sword Qi that it wore out its rough skin and pierced blood. He roared again and again, a burning red light burst out from his forehead and one eye, and his skin was steaming hot, like a boiled crab turning red. "Bang, bang!!" The power of the giant hammer increased again, as fierce as a giant beast in the wilderness, and the thick handle of the hammer was beaten and bent.

Zhi Hunt Zhen broke out in a cold sweat, and forcibly twisted the sword qi of the three-killing machine to form a sword fetus, and the meridians and blood vessels seemed to be cut by thousands of knives, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to regenerate, and he couldn't help but let out a low snort of pain.

Although the voice was slight, Xie Xuan in the hearth could hear it clearly. In an instant, he seemed to have a long drought and suddenly met with a rainstorm, and his heart was full of ecstasy. Hahaha, Yuan An, this kid called, he finally called!

Xie Xuan laughed loudly, as excited as if he had taken an aphrodisiac. What a hammer forged, the flames burned, and I didn't feel any pain at all. He Xie Xuan is the one who beats the iron, oh no, the man who beats the iron beats is better than the little white face of Yuan An! Come on, let the fire burn more violently!

Zhijiazhen's internal organs shook endlessly, and the seven orifices slowly oozing blood. The impurities of the Sword Qi of the Three Killing Seed Machines were continuously expelled from the body, and they were refined to almost one percent, and the originally full Sword Qi condensed, and the momentum of rushing through the level was gradually suppressed.

The Cyclops' chest heaved rapidly, his wrists were sore, and his hammer strength was reduced. "Little thief, this is ...... You're honest. He gasped for breath and slowed down.

Zhi Hunt's heart moved, and he trembled and reached out to grab the Cyclops's grass skirt. He reconstructed the carp at a critical moment, missed this opportunity, and didn't know when to wait.

"What a thief, don't give up yet!" The cyclops' complexion changed abruptly, his eyes burst into red light, his muscles bulged like rocks, and his bones "clicked". "Bang bang bang-" The cyclops went berserk, and the hammer points fell like a torrential rain, forming a dense series of phantoms.

Zhi Hunt really endured the pain, and controlled the sword qi of the three-killing machine, the silent sword sound began to sound, the meridians and blood vessels resonated again and again, and a large network of intertwined sword qi loomed.

After beating for more than half an hour, the cyclops was so tired that he was sweating, his mouth and nose were smoking, and his arm was weak until half of the sledgehammer was slammed, and he could no longer swing it. With a loud bang, the hammer slipped and slammed heavily on Zhijiajin's chest, and the hammer handle snapped.

The cyclops looked at Zhi Hunt Zhen blankly, and then looked at the bloody big hand, and suddenly ripped off the grass skirt, threw it on Zhi Hunt Zhen, and cried: "I don't want it, the skirt is for you! But you can't wear it, it's too big!"