Chapter 1 • The Rise of the Spark Chapter 125 Monk Hat

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Wuji's fingers flicked. A flame ignited between his index finger and thumb.

Jiang Wuji placed the burning flame in front of the monk's eyebrows, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, what would happen to you if I detonated the flame now?" ”

The monk looked at the flame between his brows, the sweat on his forehead ran down his face, he swallowed with difficulty, and said tremblingly, "Please... Please, spare me! ”

Jiang Wuji snapped his fingers, and two orange flames broke away from Jiang Wuji's index finger and thumb, and then flew towards the monk.

"This ......"

"Bang, bang!!" The monk's eyes widened, and he couldn't understand what method Jiang Wuji had used to control the trajectory of the flames. Then in his horrified eyes, the flames went straight into his forehead.

"Ah~~~" The monk roared in the sky, hoarse.

His eyes were bloodshot, his body twitched violently, and his expression became even more frenzied.

His mind was burned to the ground, but his body was intact. Because that flame was born from Zhang Fangyi's exercises, although it was a fire-based technique on the surface, the root system belonged to the thunder-based exercises, and that monk was a wood-based monk, Lexwood, and the taste of his spiritual consciousness being burned by thunder and fire was much more painful than being burned by fire.

Jiang Wuzhi looked at the miserable appearance of this monk, and his heart did not wave. To the enemy, mercy is to dig one's own grave. Since they have chosen to stand on the opposing side, they must be prepared to be counterattacked by the enemy. This kind of thing, Jiang Wuji has seen a lot of this kind of thing during this time, and he has long been numb.

The monk's terrible howl lasted for five or six minutes, and when the monk was quiet again, his face was as white as paper, his whole body trembled, and his breath was extremely weak. His spiritual sense had been completely extinguished, and now he was only relying on his body's instincts to support it.

Jiang Wuji stood in front of him, squatted down, and said indifferently in a calm and firm tone: "Don't be a dog in the next life!" ”

Jiang Wuji slowly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and slammed it into the monk's head.

"Bang!" The man's head burst open like a ripe watermelon, and blood mixed with red and white things scattered all over the ground. The monk's body also collapsed to the ground, and there was no more movement.

Jiang Wuji tore up the corpse's robe and wiped away the filth splashed on his right fist.

"Whew~ It's all settled." Jiang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a lot more relaxed all over his body.

"Not necessarily." Behind Jiang Wuji, the hoarse voice sounded uncomfortably again. Immediately afterwards, a tall back appeared behind Jiang Wuji. When Jiang Wuji heard this voice, his pupils contracted into a needle-like shape.

The monk, who was dressed in cyan clothes and wearing a hat on his head, quietly came behind Jiang Wuzhi at some point.

"Your strength is really good." The monk exclaimed.

He was tall and burly, with unfathomable eyes, full of vicissitudes and wisdom. At this moment, he kept staring at Jiang Wuji, and his eyes seemed to want to see through Jiang Wuji.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Jiang Wuji looked at the monk vigilantly, and a sense of crisis surged in his heart. He smelled danger from the monk, and it wasn't just a threat, it was more like a breath of death.

"Hehe, I'm telling the truth." The monk chuckled, "I admit that you have a lot of potential. ”

"Thanks for the compliment, but I don't like to be slapped." Jiang Wuji said lightly.

"But you're too impatient, you know what, it's not the enemies that are terrible in this world, it's the enemies that hide in the shadows. The monks you are meeting now are just rubbish that has been eliminated over the years. The monk said.

"Oh? I see. Jiang Wuqi said with a sudden realization, and then his eyes looked at the monk coldly, "Then it's your turn next." Jiang Wuji said.

"Hahaha, little one, you have a lot of courage, I hope you don't be like them. I appreciate your courage, so I will give you dignity. The monk laughed and said, "Little one, you can try my newly developed tricks." ”

With that, he waved his arm a few times, then suddenly disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was beside Jiang Wuji, and his fist blasted towards Jiang Wuji with a fierce wind.

Jiang Wuji's body dodged to the side, and he was able to dodge the punch. However, there was a sudden buzzing sound in his ears, and his vision darkened, and his eyelids were heavy, which made his reaction speed dull.

An empty space suddenly appeared in Jiang Wuji's mind, the surroundings were as black as ink, and he couldn't see his five fingers, as if he was in an infinite abyss. At this moment, Jiang Wuji's heart became extremely panicked. He didn't know what kind of move it was, he only knew that in this space, he couldn't feel the spiritual power in his body.

"Bang~~~" A loud bang came from above his head, and Jiang Wuji raised his head to find that the hat monk was hovering over his head.

"Little one, your mental strength is very good." The monk said.

Jiang Wuji snorted coldly, and then blasted his fist at the hat monk.

However, the hat monk strangely disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already on his left side, punching him in the abdomen.

Jiang Wuji gasped, the blow of the hat monk did not hurt him, but the pain in his stomach made him uncomfortable. Jiang Wuji fell to the ground holding his stomach, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his face.

The hat monk was condescending, looking down at Jiang Wuji. "It's really enviable that he has reached the Great Perfection of the realm of refining gods and returning to the void at such a young age."

Jiang Wuji gritted his teeth and endured the intense pain. He knew that the monk didn't kill him when he attacked him just now, otherwise, he would not only have abdominal pain, but might have been shattered by the other party.

"Why don't you keep quiet, aren't you quite good at talking just now?" Monk Hats said with a smile.

"Who the hell are you?" Jiang Wuji gasped and asked with difficulty.

"Who am I?" The Monk Moaned, then gave a mocking look, "Does it matter who I am?" You people like to ask this, but it doesn't matter at all, I just need to know who I am. ”

"Since you don't want to tell me, forget it." Jiang Wuji said, "Anyway, you won't live long today." ”

"Hahaha, that's funny." The arrogant laughter of the Dou Lisa Monk shook the entire formation, "I don't care what intrigues or tricks you little guys have, they are all pale and powerless in the face of absolute strength. "Remember: