"Not good!" Jiang Wuji secretly said badly, he didn't expect this guy to have such a means, he hurriedly resisted. Then take the opportunity to get out of trouble.

This level of coercion was nothing to Jiang Wuqi, not only that, but he also used the spiritual power in his body to disperse those heavenly powers. It's just that Jiang Wuji's expression was very solemn, because this monk was using the forbidden technique of burning longevity. Now that this talisman seal has been destroyed, the other party's longevity is probably going to run out, and its strength will inevitably be greatly reduced. But even so, it is still very tricky, and he needs to be cautious, otherwise it will be easy to lose.

The monk burned Shou Yuan, and his strength was indeed greatly reduced, and he couldn't even maintain his form. His face was full of vicissitudes, and his figure was rickety. His messy gray hair hung down, obscuring half of his face, making it difficult to see his true face.

In his hand he held a rusty sword covered in rust that looked as if it was ready to fall at any moment.

He took a deep breath, raised the long sword in his hand, and aimed it at Jiang Wuji.

Jiang Wuji narrowed his eyes, looking at the monk's eyes full of wariness. He had a vague feeling that the other party's cultivation had not weakened too much, and he should be one line higher than him.

But Jiang Wuji was not afraid, after all, he still had a huge advantage - the physical body.

After Jiang Wuji's physical body was tempered, his defense was comparable to that of a golden stone. In addition, his physique is far superior to that of ordinary monks, so even if this monk's cultivation is one line higher than him, he is still not afraid...

"Die!" The monk roared, raised his sword, and slashed at it. A thick black mist filled his body. The black mist spread out in an instant, enveloping all around.

Jiang Wuji frowned, thinking that the toxicity of this black mist was not simple.

He held his breath, gathered all his spiritual power, and then met the opponent with a punch.

"Boom!" The two collided with a loud bang, setting off gusts of wind that rustled the trees.

With the help of this force, Jiang Wuqi and the monk each withdrew a few meters away, and no one could help anyone.

When the monk saw that Jiang Wuzhi was able to shake his own killing moves, his face suddenly became even more ugly, and he secretly said in his heart: "How is it possible, how can this kid's body be so tough!" ”

Jiang Wuzhi frowned slightly. He could keenly perceive that although the opponent's strength had not increased much, it was becoming more and more calm, and the power contained in each attack was becoming more and more ferocious.

However, even as the monk's strength increased, his speed and agility did not improve in the slightest. Therefore, in the case of similar strength, Jiang Wuji's winning rate is obviously higher than that of the other party.

Jiang Wuzhi's mind was in a flash, and he pounced again, showing a fierce and domineering fist.

The monk's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he gritted his teeth, desperately urging the spiritual power in his body, and cast some kind of secret magic in an attempt to save the situation.

His aura soared rapidly, almost reaching the middle stage of the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, and his strength skyrocketed again, and at the same time, his originally rickety body suddenly stood upright, and the muscles of his whole body were tense and straight, as if steel was cast in iron.

His strength has also increased a lot. However, he was still defeated by Jiang Wuji. The two fought for dozens of more rounds. He was defeated after all, and was beaten all over his body by Jiang Wuji.

Jiang Wuzhi grabbed his throat and sneered: "Although your strength has increased a lot, it is still not enough in front of me. ”

"Hehehehehe......" The monk suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. He laughed hysterically, laughing so hard that tears flowed from his eyes.

Jiang Wuji's eyebrows raised, he didn't know what the hell this guy was doing. He let go of the other man's throat and let him fall to the ground.

"Hahahaha......" The monk was still laughing, and he laughed for a long time before stopping. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gasped and asked, "Boy, don't you know?" You're going to die soon. As soon as his words fell, Jiang Wuzhi suddenly felt a violent feeling of dizziness hit him.

Jiang Wuji's mental power was extremely disturbed. His thoughts were instantly confused, and many illusions appeared in his mind. He felt his body become tired, his consciousness became gross, his body shook, and he fell to the ground.

The monk's eyes lit up, and he immediately pounced and grabbed Jiang Wuji.

His figure flashed, he came to Jiang Wuji, and slapped his palm on Jiang Wuji's chest, and suddenly countless black runes flew out from his fingertips and drilled into Jiang Wuji's body. Those runes kept wandering within his body, constantly destroying his vitality, and finally burrowed into his dantian.

Jiang Wuji suddenly felt paralyzed, and his whole body collapsed to the ground as if he was out of control.

He turned his head with difficulty to look at the monk. I saw him squatting beside him with a smirk, reaching out and pinching his neck.

The monk's face was a little hideous, and he looked crazy, and he grinned open, showing his white teeth.

Jiang Wuji worked hard to mobilize his spiritual power to wash away those strange runes in his body. But those runes seemed to have spiritual wisdom and hid, and Jiang Wuji couldn't find their location at all, but was forced to retreat, and soon fell into danger.

He was anxious.

The power of these runes was too strong, and Jiang Wuzhi couldn't drive them away at all.

"Five elements turn gold, defense!"

I only heard Su Ming's voice echoing in the huge Five Elements Upside Down Array.

A golden light appeared out of thin air, turning into a shield and blocking Jiang Wuji's body.

The monk was stunned, he didn't expect that there would be metallic spiritual power around Jiang Wuji. And this shield actually seems to have a certain defensive effect.

Jiang Wuzhi was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to use exercises to recover the injuries in his body. This golden shield is not only used for defense, but also for healing and removing this strange rune.

The monk slapped his palm on the shield, sending ripples through the shield. His face changed, and he quickly withdrew his palm, and then glared at Jiang Wuzhi viciously on the side.

Jiang Wuzhi ignored him and still calmed down to recuperate from his injuries. What he lacks most now is time, so he has to seize every second.

"Jiang Wuji, this person is using a spell, it's very troublesome, don't let him touch your flesh for more than three seconds." Su Ming on the side admonished, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.

Su Ming's voice resounded in his mind, making Jiang Wuji surprised. Spells? No wonder the monk's fighting style was very different from that of ordinary monks.

"Jiang Wuji, even if I try my best today, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!" The monk gritted his teeth and let out a low sigh. His eyes widened, his pupils shrank suddenly, his bones creaked, his body was knotted, as if they were about to crack at any moment, and a suffocating sense of oppression permeated. Keep in mind that: