In the next second, Jiang Jingwei shot out like a cannonball, and when he was approaching the bronze man, he swung his right arm back, clenched his fist tightly, and smashed out the fist surrounded by flames.

Scarlet, twisted and strange spells lit up in the eyes of the bronze man.

Boom!

The fist steadfastly hit the bronze man's chest, and the dull and loud impact echoed in the museum. A ball of red fire exploded on the bronze man's body, and the scorching heat instantly burned a deep red on the chest.

Jiang Jingwei's fist was bloody and his phalanx was broken.

She was immune to the bewitching, so Zhang Yuanqing used the crouching pestle to hit his companions in advance.

"Jingwei, back away!"

Guan Ya raised her hand and grabbed an ancient Han Bafang sword covered with copper rust from the void.

Zhang Yuanqing knew this sword, and it was Fu Qingyang's sword. Unexpectedly, after Mr. Qian was promoted to master, he gave his cousin the magic weapon he used to.

Why don't you give some top-quality props to my cousin-in-law? Zhang Yuanqing was envious for a while.

Jiang Jingwei jumped to the side, heard Guan Ya's sprinting sound, and felt the sharp sword energy approaching rapidly, and a layer of goosebumps protruded from his back.

The bronze man was entangled by vines and virtuous objects, and it was difficult to dodge. His rough and dull face stared blankly at Guan Ya who was running towards him, his bronze eyes glowed red, and distorted incantations appeared.

Guan Ya, who possessed the passive and purification bonus of "Iron Will", was directly immune to the influence of bewitching, following the inertia of running, she held her sword straight.

The ancient Han Bafang sword, which contained terrifying sword energy, stabbed fiercely at the red-hot and softened "soldering iron" on his chest.

"Crack!"

Fine cracks burst out of the bronze man's chest instantly.

Bronze is hard, but lacks toughness. Under the stabbing force of the sword, it does not dent, but cracks like a mirror.

After a successful blow, Guan Ya immediately withdrew her sword and retreated.

A dreamlike starlight emerged from her original position, and quickly condensed into Zhang Yuanqing who was holding the demon pestle, and he chiseled the pestle into the crack in the bronze man's chest without hesitation.

"puff!"

The half-arm-long copper pestle entered at the same root, a burst of golden light erupted, "chi chi" green smoke emitted from the bronze man's body, and a shrill scream that only Ye Youshen could hear echoed.

As the golden light dissipated, the bronze man fell straight to the ground, making a loud noise.

Seeing this, everyone present, including Zhang Yuanqing, let out a sigh of relief.

The Holy One of Fire shouted loudly:

"It was really killed. I was actually saved by you, a young man who had just been promoted to a saint. Haha, Yuanshi Tianzun, I really have you. You are indeed a genius, and you are different from those who have just been promoted to a saint."

Zhichangzi's fire master is still quite cute. Zhang Yuanqing put away the magic pestle: "It's all thanks to everyone."

The joy on the faces of the glamorous female instructor and the good girl was undisguised. Hearing the words of the Saint of Fire, Xia Shuzhilian smiled and said:

"Genius can perform excellently at any stage."

She silently apologized for the previous contempt in her heart, and completely changed her view of this celebrity.

The obedient and feminine deacon of Huayu looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with increasing curiosity and interest. JrNovels.com