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With just one hammer, Zhang Yifeng felt a sense of soreness and numbness all over his body. It's like someone who hasn't exercised for a long time suddenly does a thousand push-ups and then runs another 10 kilometers.

There was sweat oozing from his handsome face.

Zhang Yifeng actually had an illusion that this was not a forging hammer method, but a powerful physical skill!

Moreover, this meteor hammer method is very miraculous, obviously Zhang Yifeng can restrain the consumption of this hammer, but no matter how he restrains it, the strongest strength and aura in his body actually took the initiative to be completely triggered with this hammer.

This seemingly ordinary hammer has driven the strength of Zhang Yifeng's whole body, physical body plus spiritual power!

However, Zhang Yifeng is not a person who easily admits defeat. The harder it is, the more he wants to learn!

"Drink!"

After a brief pause, the second hammer was also struck.

The uncomfortable feeling is much more than the first hammer again. Still, he can bear it. It's just that this slow swing of the hammer one by one makes him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zhang Yifeng took a strong breath of aura, and the hammer in his hand began to hammer down one after another.

Boom Boom!

As Zhang Yifeng increased his speed, the originally light and fluttering hammer suddenly became as heavy as a mountain, and every time he hit it, there was a powerful sound of breaking the air.

After hitting three hammers in a row, Zhang Yifeng involuntarily stopped.

Swinging the hammer continuously, he felt as if the hammer of aura in his hand was about to fly out of his hand.

It's already the fifth hammer.

The rich old man became a little apprehensive: "Little doll, don't rush, take your time!" ”

Zhang Yifeng held his breath and didn't dare to speak. He is very incredible, this hammer is obviously condensed by his aura, and it stands to reason that it should be commanded by his arm. But his feeling at this time was that this was a real hammer, and it was a hammer weighing more than 10,000 catties.

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng was reluctant to swing the hammer, fine beads of sweat appeared on the rich old man's old face. He even hopes that Zhang Yifeng can succeed even more than Zhang Yifeng. This may be his only chance.

Airplanes!

Finally, the long-awaited sixth hammer struck. The burden of this hammer on Zhang Yifeng can no longer be described as strong, and it should be called terrifying.

He could feel that every cell in his body seemed to be wailing, and the power seemed to be drained in an instant.

"It's just one hammer away, it must be successful, it must be successful!" I don't know when, the rich old man and Nan Xin both held their breath in unison. As long as Zhang Yifeng can hit another hammer, then he has the qualifications to learn the soul blood casting technique!

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng felt unprecedented pressure. The Hammer of Spiritual Qi in his hand was not just about to come out of his hand, as if it was about to collapse. He felt that he was about to run out of the seventh hammer.

"Am I going to give up like this?" Zhang Yifeng's body trembled a little.

He felt that eighty or ninety percent of his body's strength had left him.

However, how could he give up halfway, two lives, Zhang Yifeng's mind is by no means comparable to ordinary people. The earth can have such a powerful hammer method, which surprised him, and at the same time, it also made his blood boil all over his body!

This soul blood casting technique, he has learned. In this world, there is absolutely nothing that he Zhang Yifeng can't learn. Pills, runes, and even formations have been learned, can a forging technique be able to him?

No way!

At this moment, Nan Xin and the rich old man found that Zhang Yifeng had changed, and a powerful and confident aura emanated from his body.

It was as if standing in front of them was no longer a person, but a king who ruled the world.

The momentum on Zhang Yifeng's body is by no means something that ordinary people can have.

"Kill!" Zhang Yifeng roared angrily, and at this moment, the hammer that was difficult to swing was regarded by him as an enemy that had to be destroyed.

Airplanes!

The seventh hammer went down.

This hammer carries a more powerful power than any hammer before. Each of Zhang Yifeng's hammers was shot at the air, although this hammer was also hammered in the air, but the ground was crushed by an inch of air waves from this hammer!

Seeing Zhang Yifeng successfully hit the seventh hammer, the rich old man finally exhaled slowly, I don't know when, his body was already soaked with sweat.

It was as if it was not Zhang Yifeng who was wielding the meteor hammer, but himself.

However, Zhang Yifeng's reaction was greatly unexpected by him. Zhang Yifeng, who finished the seventh hammer, did not stop, but raised the hammer in his hand high, wanting to hit the eighth hammer again!

The Twelve Hammers of the Meteor are just a hammer method that matches the soul blood casting technique, and it is not a real forging technique, but it is the most important part. Because the most necessary thing for a forger is the hammer method!

The powerful hammer method can turn all iron into fine iron, and can make a hundred years of fine iron into the quality of a thousand years of fine iron. That's why the hammer method is important.

Meteor Twelve Hammers, each time a hammer is hit, the difficulty is doubled. Although Zhang Yifeng successfully hit the seventh hammer, the difficulty of the eighth hammer is definitely exponentially increasing!

"Don't be a little doll!" The rich old man was shocked at that time, since Zhang Yifeng had already met the requirements for learning the soul blood casting technique, there was no need to try the eighth hammer.

When Zhang Yifeng swung the sixth hammer just now, he already had a feeling of being overwhelmed, although he didn't know why Zhang Yifeng successfully hit the seventh hammer, but he didn't believe that Zhang Yifeng could still hit the eighth hammer.

Zhang Yifeng turned a deaf ear to the rich old man's words, his eyes were round, his hair danced without wind, and his hands were raised high above his head, like an angry god of war.

At this moment, it was as if everything had been sucked into the light hammer in Zhang Yifeng's hand. The hammer is no longer a hammer, it is a wall, it is a mountain, it is a piece of sky!

At this time, Zhang Yifeng's heart was also terrified, because he found that his body was no longer under his control. It was as if the body had lifted the hammer of its own accord.

Seeing this move, the rich old man's face was covered with dead ashes, as if all hope had vanished.

"Rich old man, is Brother Zhang in danger?" Nan Xin also discovered the abnormality in the rich old man's eyes.

The rich old man smiled bitterly: "I hurt him, I hurt him, the Meteor Twelve Hammers is an incomparably coherent hammer method, the emphasis is on one go, one breath to finish the twelve hammers, if not forced, people can still control the hammer, but once they exceed their own ability, then people will be controlled by the hammer, and the twelve hammers will be played in a row!" ”

"So, what are the consequences?" Nan Xin's expression also tensed.

"Exhausted, the meridians are broken and you die!"

Sure enough, when the rich old man finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng's hammer smashed down again.

Different from the past, Zhang Yifeng swung the hammer this time, a hammer was faster than a hammer, and a hammer was more ruthless than a hammer. Each hammer brought a huge sound of breaking the air, and the movement was like flowing water without the slightest sense of stagnation.