The huge head of the bronze man was full of reluctance. His eyes blinked, and his eyes were filled with horror. His mouth was half open, trying hard to express something, but he was unable to say it.

This time, it was Ye Fan's turn to look down on the other side, and the king's arrival momentum!

One person and one sword, with a mighty and powerful force, almost changing the wind and clouds between heaven and earth!

"If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to stay in China forever."

Ye Fan said this and turned around and flew towards the farmhouse. However, he had just flew dozens of meters and stopped again.

Because he noticed that there was a surprising change on the ground.

Those scattered metal bodies, as if under some control, are slowly moving closer together.

Fortunately, Ye Fan accidentally glanced at it, otherwise it would be difficult to find out this situation.

The bronze man's broken body continued to approach each other silently, as if he was about to complete a complete puzzle.

Will this guy be resurrected again?

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help but ask such questions in his mind.

He would never prepare for the other party to leave China alive. Not only this bronze man, but also the overseas psychics who came to assassinate him this time were no exception.

As Ye Fan guessed, the bronze man reconnected the fragments of his body within a short few dozen seconds, then stood up shakingly, including the metal giant knife in his hand, which also returned to its original appearance.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

The giant bronze man stood up and said proudly: "As long as these metals are there, I will always have hope of survival, even if you cut me into dozens or hundreds."

"Is that true?" Ye Fan was in a state of interest, "Then let's try it."

After saying that, he took back the Demon-killing Sword and decided to use other skills to deal with the other party.

"Without that sword, you want to smoothly settle me, is it possible?"

To be honest, the giant bronze man was more afraid of the extremely sharp Demon-killing Sword. After all, in two consecutive competitions, the Divine Sword defeated him with a crushing advantage and took most of his life.

Now seeing Ye Fan withdrawing the Demon-killing Sword with bare hands and empty fists, the bronze man felt that his chances of winning were greatly increased.

At the same time, he took out a small bottle from his body, which contained the Blue Shield Medicine prepared by Marshall for the psychics. By taking these potions, he could greatly enhance the person's potential in a short period of time, make the attack power burst out, and his body would be strongly strengthened.

The bronze man opened the cap, raised his neck, and swallowed all the bottles of Blue Shield Potion.

The reason he did this was to win was to be sure, because he could never be tripped three times in the same place. Although his words just now were arrogant, he still couldn't figure out Ye Fan's strength. To be on the safe side, he decided to use this special potion.

Marshall had previously specifically explained that taking a few drops of Blue Shield Potion at a time was enough, and the half-bottle dose was enough. However, the Bronze Man threw away the former's words and drank a whole bottle in one go. Nothing else, he wanted to defeat Ye Fan with a clear advantage.

After drinking a bottle of blue shield, the bronze man's extremely tall body rose up, and soon it soared to more than twenty meters.

The special nature of Blue Shield drug is that if ordinary people and experts take it at the same time, the latter's increased ability will be stronger. That is to say, the stronger the user is, the more effective the medicine will be.

Compared with the bronze man, Ye Fan seemed to be lying horizontally as long as the other party's feet.

The metal element body, coupled with such a figure, is a giant with great combat power.

"This time, I can guarantee that I will never lose to you again."

With the help of the Blue Shield Drug, the bronze man couldn't help but laugh wildly on his back.

"Is that right? I don't think I'll give you another chance."

"The surname Ye, come and call it—"

The bronze man was repeatedly humiliated and had already wanted to kill Ye Fan, so he couldn't wait to slash his sword.

"Star-breaking finger!"

Although Ye Fan was naked and faced with the stronger and more fierce giant bronze man after the reinforcement, he was not panicked at all, but blinked his fingers lightly.

If even a peerless master in the Martial King realm cannot even fight a metal psychic, he will not need to continue to survive in the cultivation world, and he will not even have the shame to live in this world.

A faint blue light flew out like stars and landed on the copper-colored sword.

There was a crisp "clang" sound, and the extremely strong blade body was instantly shattered by the light of the stars, falling down to the ground.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing this, the giant bronze man was about to collapse.

He couldn't bear such a situation in his heart, and glared in anger and shouted: "I don't believe that I can't kill you today!"

As he spoke, his right arm waved, and a metal fist several meters in diameter smashed towards Ye Fan hard.

"Fighting? You're still qualified."

Ye Fan also used his right fist, started his sports car-like speed, and while running, his fist hit millions of kilograms of power.

"boom!"

The fists and backs were connected, and the sound of landslides and cracks immediately erupted.

Under Ye Fan's strong fist, the giant bronze man's fist and his entire arm were directly knocked away and shattered into hundreds of pieces.

"Why is this the case?"

The giant bronze man was very unwilling to give up and was confused because his combat power was greatly improved after taking special drugs. Why did he come to the Chinese boy like a rookie of the lowest level who ran into a super boss with great strength?

"Come again!"

Ye Fan likes this way of fighting against fists. There are no too many gorgeous and dazzling moves. The simplest and most rough one is the simple battle between fists and Qi.

To be honest, the giant bronze man's punch just now had a huge force of about one million kilograms, but in front of Ye Fan's iron fist, it was still very small and really weak.

The giant bronze man was about to cry. Today he was really a ghost. When fighting for weapons, the terrifying long sword in his hand was completely vulnerable to the Demon-killing Sword; when fighting for fists, he was even seriously injured by Ye Fan's punch, and his entire right arm flew out.

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he exerted his right fist again, with at least five million kilograms of strength!

He has retained his internal strength because he will go to the farmhouse manor to destroy those overseas psychics later.

The air seemed to be knocked into a passage by the huge force of this fist, and the scene was extremely spectacular!

Seeing this, the bronze man's face changed drastically and it was too late to escape. His only choice was to raise his right fist to fight Ye Fan, otherwise he would have been smashed to pieces by the Chinese boy.

"I'm fighting with you!"
Chapter completed!