Chapter 332 Terrifying Hammer Sound

Xiao Fan was stunned...

Danger?

What kind of danger could there be?

Obviously he didn't understand what Bei Ming meant by danger.

And Bei Ming obviously didn't intend to explain, the corner of his mouth slightly raised...

At this time...

The magma in the huge furnace rolled out, and the whole secret room became what it was before.

The scorching temperature returned to normal.

Xiao Fan frowned, and immediately circulated his spiritual power to fight against the terrifying heat...

Bei Ming's mind moved, and the prototype of the long sword floated in front of him.

He looked at the prototype of the long sword carefully, very seriously.

After more than ten breaths, Bei Ming slapped the storage bag, and a huge iron hammer appeared in his right hand.

The prototype of the long sword fell on the furnace...

The huge fire burned, Bei Ming held the hammer in one hand, and grabbed the hilt of the prototype of the long sword with the other hand...

Then he smashed it with the iron hammer...

"Boom"...

A terrible loud noise came out, and in an instant, the whole secret room shook violently.

The ground shook, and Xiao Fan felt as if his chest was hit by a hammer, and his blood was boiling rapidly.

His face flushed red in an instant, his spiritual power was disordered, and with the violent vibration, he staggered and almost fell to the ground...

But all this was just the beginning!

"Boom"....

The second loud noise came out, and Bei Ming hit the sword with a hammer...

"Puff"...

Xiao Fan couldn't control it, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. His body retreated suddenly, but he barely stood firm and almost fell...

Bei Ming glanced at Xiao Fan with his peripheral vision, his eyes full of surprise...

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he continued to hit with the giant hammer!

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"....

The furnace was like a blacksmith's platform at this time, supporting Bei Ming's huge force of hammer after hammer!

The scorching heat made Xiao Fan unbearable, and now the huge impact gave off a huge shock.

Finally, at the fifth hammer, Xiao Fan couldn't hold on and sat on the ground.

More blood spurted out of his mouth...

He was not careless for a moment, and he was always using his spiritual power to protect his heart meridian and resist the scorching heat.

Xiao Fan felt the danger deeply at this moment.

He had a feeling that if he relaxed for a moment at this moment, or was knocked unconscious by the huge impact...

Although he would not die, he would be seriously injured...

Bei Ming obviously knew this, so he paid attention to Xiao Fan's situation every time the hammer fell.

Now Xiao Fan's appearance was naturally seen by him.

But he had no intention of stopping, and continued to hit the long sword with the iron hammer...

Xiao Fan tried to stand up, but every time he stood up halfway, the huge sound emitted by the collision between the iron hammer and the long sword always shook his internal organs wildly, causing him to fail repeatedly and sit on the ground again and again.

"Bang" "Bang"...

Two more hammers came down, and Xiao Fan spurted blood.

The burns that had just healed on his body reappeared, and he was pale because of coughing up a lot of blood...

"Elder... Elder!"

Xiao Fan spoke with an ugly face. He could no longer hold on. It was estimated that if Bei Ming hit him a few more times, he would pass out.

And he had no idea what Bei Ming meant by this opportunity?

Was he going to kill him?

Bei Ming did not continue to hammer. He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Fan. He smiled and said, "Good boy, you are still fine after ten hammers... I think you can still hold on for a few more hammers, hold on!"

After that, Bei Ming continued to swing the huge iron hammer down...

Xiao Fan: "....."

At this moment, thousands of horses were galloping in his heart, and he greeted Bei Ming's eighteen generations of ancestors.

How could he be fine?

However, before he could continue to speak...

"Boom"...

Bei Ming's next hammer had already fallen.

"Puff"...

The huge impact force made him cough up blood again, and this time he almost passed out.

"Boom" "Boom"...

Bei Ming continued to hammer, and even a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He was still in the Yuanhun realm, not to mention that Xiao Fan was only in the Tongtian realm now...

And he was only in the first level of the Tongtian realm!

And outside the secret room...

A group of Bailian Peak disciples, their faces changed drastically, looking at the direction of the secret room with disbelief.

More than ten loud hammer sounds were heard in the secret room.

The whole Bailian Peak was shaking...

"Are you sure you are not dazzled? Did a disciple follow you in just now?"

Someone asked doubtfully...

It was obvious that it was not just one disciple who had this doubt, but most of them.

"Really, I saw it clearly, he did go in."

"I saw it too, he did follow the chief in."

"......"

The disciples who witnessed Xiao Fan entering the secret room explained...

Their faces were also filled with shock that was difficult to conceal.

Only a handful of people could enter the secret room of the head of Bailian Peak...

And the Bailian Peak disciples knew how powerful the huge hammer was when refining the weapon.

The sound made by Bei Ming, a fifth-grade weapon refiner in the Yuanhun Realm, when refining the weapon...

Even a Xuandan Realm expert would find it difficult to withstand it.

And there was actually a disciple who persisted in it for so long.

At this moment, they suspected...

Is Bei Ming grudge against this disciple!

And it's a life-and-death grudge!