C300 Sea air pine wave flowers fire!
"Bang!" Bang.
In the blacksmith shop, the loud sound continued to ring out.
On the metal block, the "Black Jade Crystal Iron" that was as black as ink had already turned dark-red under the burning flame on Tang Huan's left palm.
Tang Huan clenched his right fist, and hammered down with all his might. Every time his fist came into contact with the metal bar
