Chapter 6 Reconstructing the Carp Body Sword Fetus
The red-hot tongs were inserted into the furnace, pinching out Xie Xuan, and the huge hammer smashed down on his head and face. "Bang!" Xie Xuan's eyes were filled with stars, his eardrums were roaring, his limbs were shaking like branches, and he almost cried out in pain. p>
His throat was throbbing, and he held his breath tightly. He reluctantly turned his head and looked at his cousin and Meng Mengda who were lying next to him. The cousin was nothing more than that. He looked tired and weak after being beaten. But the monkey spirit was not only energetic.
He was so excited that he was still scratching his itch, and by the way, he rolled his eyes again!
Are you still scratching after being hit hard? Xie Xuan is going crazy inside, how fucking itchy are you? "Bang! Bang! Bang..." The hammers fell like a storm, making him dizzy and hurt.
I wanted to break up, but the pain was so painful that I just held on for dear life, without even humming.
I don’t know how long he had been suffering, but when the thunderous hammering sound stopped, Xie Xuan was sweating profusely and almost collapsed, panting like a half-dead fish.
"I didn't scream at all!" His lips twitched, and he glanced sideways at the monkey spirit, revealing an uncontrollable amusement.
"You screamed." Mengmengda blinked and said softly.
"Where did I scream?" Xie Xuan was stunned.
"You really screamed." Mengmengda nodded seriously and pointed at Xie Yongxu, "I heard it, and your cousin heard it too."
"You damn monkey talk nonsense and confuse right and wrong. Are your ears broken or are they blocked by earwax?"
, and now I finally seized the opportunity to fight back.
Huh? The Cyclops lowered his head and glanced at Xie Xuan in confusion. Is this thief still able to move? He must be determined to steal my skirt! He roared, grabbed Xie Xuan, threw it into the furnace, and pulled the bellows again.<
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Want to do it again? Xie Xuan's expression changed drastically, he hit the hot furnace wall with a "thud", and let out a miserable scream, which was immediately drowned in the raging flames.
"Listen, he just screamed. I was right." Mengmengda turned her little head, looked at Xie Yongxu innocently, and spread her hands helplessly, "Is it wrong to predict the future?"
The Cyclops then pliers out Ikaruma, throws it onto the anvil, grabs the hammer, and slams it down violently.
"Bang!" Zhikarizhen trembled all over, and his internal organs trembled. The Yao Ni inner elixir essence that had not been completely digested was knocked away with a hammer and flowed around the body. Then it was swallowed up by the sword species one by one, refined, and transformed into three kills.
Kind of machine sword qi.
"Boom!" The three-killer sword Qi, which had been expanded to the limit, and had been suppressed by Zhikarizhen, immediately lost control. It was like an evil dragon breaking free from its chains, going berserk and furious, rushing toward the bottleneck of refining energy and restoring spirit.<
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Zhi Shou secretly exclaimed that something was wrong. His state of mind in swordsmanship was not perfect, and he had not yet fully realized his independence. If he succeeded in refining qi and returning his spirit at this moment, it would be like wasting all his previous efforts. He tried his best to control the three-killing machine Sword Qi, but the sword Qi was too abundant.
After being suppressed for too long, the rebound was as fierce as a mountain torrent breaking its embankment, and it was out of control.
And Yao Ni's inner alchemy essence is still being transformed into the three-killing machine sword Qi, making it continue to grow.
"Bang!" The one-eyed man's second hammer fell just in time, and the three-killer machine Sword Qi was violently hit, and its momentum paused for a moment. The giant hammer was also counter-shocked by the three-killer machine Jianqi, and bounced upwards, shaking.
The Cyclops felt a pain in his palm, as if being pricked by a needle.
"This thief is even more dishonest!" the Cyclops roared, spitting into the palm of his hand twice, the muscles all over his body bulged, and the blood vessels burst out like old tree roots, "Bang, bang, bang -" he swung the giant hammer,
It's just a pounding and a blast.
Zhikarizhen's whole body was shaking violently, and his inner organs were as if he were overturned. The force of the hammer was several times stronger than before, and he dispersed the momentum of the three-killing machine Sword Qi again and again. The three-killing machine Sword Qi gathered again and again, gathering together.
It turned into an even more violent torrent... The two sides were like two fiercely fighting armies, fighting for each other, fighting and entangled.
A trace of turbid mist floated out from Zhikarizhen's body, which was the impurity of the three-killing machine Sword Qi. Even though Zhikarizhen had been polishing it for a long time, it was still not completely purified, but at this moment it was forcibly forged by a giant hammer.<
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Suddenly, Zhikari remembered the wonderful structure of the carp body, and an idea flashed in his mind. With the help of the hammer's blowing force, he took advantage of the situation to drive the three-killing machine Sword Qi, causing the strands of Sword Qi to drive the meridians and blood vessels, interconnecting, interweaving, and extending
, reorganized into a prototype of a sword embryo similar to a carp body.
This little thief is so fierce! The Cyclops's big hand stung more and more, and the three-killing machine's sword force repulsed the rough skin, causing it to bleed. He roared repeatedly, and a bright red light burst out from his single eye on his forehead, and his skin froze.
Steam was coming out, like a cooked crab turning red. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The power of the giant hammer surged again, as fierce as a giant beast from the ancient times, and the handle of the hammer, which was as thick as a bowl, could not help but bend.<
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Cold sweat broke out on Zhi Shou's forehead, and he forcibly twisted the three-killing machine sword Qi, forming a sword embryo, meridians, and blood vessels that seemed to have been cut with thousands of knives. The pain was so unbearable that he couldn't help but let out a low groan of pain.
Although the voice was soft, Xie Xuan in the furnace heard it clearly. In an instant, he felt as if a long drought suddenly came with rain, and his heart was filled with ecstasy. He screamed! Hahaha, that boy Yuan An screamed, he finally screamed! <
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Xie Xuan laughed loudly, as excited as if he had taken an aphrodisiac. He was forged with a hammer, and the flames burned his body, and he didn't feel the pain at all. He, Xie Xuan, is the one who forges iron, oh no, the man who forges with iron is better than that pretty boy Yuan An
!Come on, let the fire burn more intensely!
Zhikarizhen's internal organs were shaking endlessly, and blood slowly oozed out from the seven orifices. The impurities of the three-killing machine Jian Qi were continuously expelled from the body, and were refined to nearly 10%. The originally full Jian Qi condensed, and the momentum of breaking through the barrier was gradually
Suppressed.
The Cyclops's chest rose and fell rapidly, his wrists were as numb as mud, and his hammering power also weakened. "Little thief, now...you should be honest." He gasped for breath and couldn't help but slow down his hammering power. p>
Zikari's heart moved, and he stretched out his trembling hand to grab the Cyclops' grass skirt. It was at the critical moment for him to reconstruct the carp's body, but he missed this opportunity, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait.
"What a thief, he still won't give up!" The Cyclops's complexion suddenly changed, his single eye burst into red light, his muscles bulged like layers of rock, and his bones made a "knocking" sound. "Bang bang bang bang bang——" The Cyclops looked like it was going crazy.
Like a madman, the hammers fell like a rainstorm, forming a series of dense shadows.
Zhikarizhen endured the pain and controlled the three-killing machine Sword Qi. The silent sword cry began to sound, the meridians and blood vessels resonated again and again, and a large network of sword Qi loomed through and intertwined.
After hammering for more than half an hour, the Cyclops was so tired that he was sweating profusely, with smoke coming from his mouth and nose. Halfway through swinging the giant hammer, his arm became weak and could no longer swing. There was a loud "thud" and the hammer dropped.
It slipped and hit Zikari Zhen's chest hard, and the hammer handle broke with a "click".
The Cyclops stared blankly at Zhikaruma, then looked at his big bloody hands, suddenly pulled off the grass skirt, threw it on Zhikaruma, and cried loudly: "I don't want it anymore, I'll give you the skirt! But you can't wear it.