The man named Han Wu was startled when he heard this, and then his eyes flickered.
"I don't know if there are still people behind who can break in here, but since there are one more people than the quota, let's deal with it first."
Yan Yang said with a faint smile.
However, that smile did not have the slightest warmth, but instead gave people a cold feeling.
"Han Wu, looking at it now, you are the last one to arrive here, so I will let you choose.
You can choose any one of the five people here.
As long as you defeat him, his place will be yours."
Yan Yang Dan He moved his slender fingers and said to Han Wu with a smile.
"Anyway, I can't get in now.
I'm just panicking.
Han Wu, how about the two of us come and show off?"
Hearing this, Yue Shan clasped his hands, and the joints immediately made a crisp sound.
He looked at Han Wu said in a muffled voice.
Han Wu's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he subconsciously took a step back.
With his cultivation strength, he was no match for Yue Shan.
If he faced Yue Shan, there would be no suspense about his outcome.
"Haha, Han Wu, you don't have to worry.
I have already said that you can choose the five people here.
If you don't want to choose Yue Shan as your opponent, you don't have to force it."
Yan Yang raised his thin lips slightly and said with a smile, At the same time, he glanced playfully at Mo Zhiyao, who had been silent next to him, as if he meant something.
Yan Yang's gaze was not too subtle, so when Han Wu heard this, he immediately set his gaze on Mo Zhiyao, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a ferocious arc was quietly raised.
"Master Yan Yang, do you really mean what you said?
There are five people here, let me choose."
Han Wu narrowed his eyes, glanced at Mo Zhiyao, and asked Yan Yang loudly.
"That's right, it's up to you."
Yan Yang spread his hands and said casually.
"Then, it's you."
Han Wu suddenly smiled cruelly, and then his eyes fell on Mo Zhiyao.
The five people in the field, Chu Xing'er, Yan Yang, Yue Shan and Li Kong, are all famous people in the Fog Demon Hainan Region, and each of them possesses extremely powerful means of strength.
On the other hand, Mo Zhiyao is an unknown person.
Anyway, no one has ever seen or heard of him.
Therefore, this kind of multiple-choice question does not require too much thinking for the surrounding people.
"Ha."
Yan Yang smiled lightly and stopped talking.
In fact, this result had long been expected by him.
After all, on the surface, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation strength is the weakest among the five.
He is naturally Han Wu's best and only choice.
Yue Shan, who was on the side, had a cunning look in his eyes, and then he smiled innocently, folding his arms in front of his chest, looking like he was watching a good show.
Li Kong's sharp gaze swept across the field, which was silent.
As for Chu Xing'er, it was as if she hadn't heard what they were saying at all, and was still staring at the circulating black evil with a cold expression.
"Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance.
Get out of here right now, and you can still save a small life.
Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Taking steps, Han Wu came to Mo Zhi with a sinister smile.
Not far from the opposite side, Yao said in a deep voice.
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Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao slowly raised his head, with no emotion in his indifferent eyes.
With a movement of his lips, a cold word resounded throughout the venue.
"roll" Hearing Mo Zhiyao's words, Han Wu was stunned for a moment.
He obviously didn't expect that the boy in front of him, who had just stepped into the threshold of Jiuwen Pukong, would dare to talk to him like this.
Immediately, Han Wu's expression slowly turned cold.
"Boy, do you dare to say that again?"
The scars on Han Wu's face squirmed, and there was an obvious aura gathering on his face.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed for a moment, and then, in the depths of his eyes, there was a build-up of violence.
"Say it again, get out of here" Hearing Mo Zhiyao's words, a smile appeared on Han Wu's face, but there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.
"In this case, you don't have to leave.
I will take your life."
Han Wu lowered his palm slowly, and the rich cyan spiritual power entangled between his fingers, and the cyan wind whirlpool quickly condensed into shape. .
He looked at Mo Zhiyao, his scarlet tongue licked his lips, murderous intent overflowing.
The next moment, Han Wu's figure turned into a blur of light, and appeared in front of Mo Zhiyao in the blink of an eye.
The powerful wind spirit power condensed into a long cyan weapon in front of his fist. knife.
On the surface of the long knife, there are pieces of wildly rotating vortexes, making a mind-blowing vortex sound.
Then, it tore through the void and pierced through Mo Zhiyao's heart like lightning.
With such ruthless power, it was obvious that he had no mercy and wanted to kill Mo Zhiyao on the spot.
Looking at the long sword of the wind spirit reflected in his eyes, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly sharpened, like a blade, and there was a cold killing intent surging in it.
"bite"
Han Wu's long knife stabbed Mo Zhiyao squarely in the heart.
However, the scene of blood spurting that he imagined did not appear.
A sound as clear and crisp as metal clashing suddenly resounded in the space.
Han Wu's expression suddenly changed, his eyes focused, and then he looked along the blade.
Through the torn clothes on Mo Zhiyao's chest, Han Wu saw that a piece of gorgeous golden-red scales appeared on the position of his heart.
It was the scales that seemed inconspicuous.
Blocked his own sword.
"What is that?"
Han Wu's eyes suddenly shrank, and a bad feeling emerged in his heart.
Slowly raising his head, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, and a bloodthirsty and violent look appeared on his face.
"Choosing me as your opponent is the worst decision you have ever made."
After the words fell, Mo Zhiyao suddenly clenched his fingers, and immediately punched out a black arc of electricity that swept up like a storm, turning into a roaring thunder dragon, and rushed towards Han Wu, whose expression changed drastically, as fast as lightning.
The thunder dragon roared past, and the blue wind spirit sword suddenly shattered into pieces, as fragile as a layer of tissue paper.
Han Wu's expression changed dramatically, his figure suddenly retreated, and he punched out at the same time.
The two fists collided, and the look of horror on Han Wu's face became more intense.
He was shocked to find that the strange black thunder and lightning power was eroding crazily along his arms through his fists. .
It made his whole body tremble.
"The power of mutated thunder and lightning" Han Wu was shocked and at the same time, he quickly circulated the spiritual power in his body crazily.
During the sudden surge of spiritual power, he forced the strange electricity that invaded the body out of the body.
Seeing the black arcs of electricity escaping from his body, his face suddenly turned livid.
A look of violence flashed across Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and then he moved and disappeared in a strange way.
Seeing Mo Zhiyao disappear, Han Wu was suddenly startled, and a fatal sense of crisis suddenly surged from his heart.
In a completely instinctive reaction, powerful spiritual power surged out of his body like a mountain torrent, condensing around him to form a solid spiritual power barrier.
And at the moment when the spiritual barrier had just taken shape, Mo Zhiyao's ghostly figure appeared in front of him.
Immediately, a fierce fist wind roared up, and golden red light surged, and the fist hit the spiritual barrier hard.
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"Click" That spiritual barrier did not play any defensive role against Mo Zhiyao's fist, and was completely vulnerable.
He couldn't even make a slight obstruction, and was severely defeated by it.
Then, Mo Zhiyao's fist hit Han Wu's chest, which was completely exposed.
An extremely terrifying force suddenly poured out crazily.
Han Wu's body flew out directly, then wiped out a deep ravine on the ground, and finally hit a huge rock. superior.
Its entire body is deeply embedded in it.
"Pfft" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Han Wu's mouth, and the aura on his body instantly became completely sluggish.
However, before he could struggle up from the rock, a white palm penetrated the void, carrying the smell of death, and landed on his throat.
"No" When he felt his throat being held by that cold hand, Han Wu's face was finally completely covered with deep fear.
He quickly circulated the spiritual power in his body almost frantically, trying to get out of it.
However, just as Han Wu was making this desperate struggle, the cold face reflected in his pupils curved with a hint of blood.
On its palms, pieces of gorgeous scales emerged.
"I said before, choosing me as your opponent is the worst decision you have ever made."
Mo Zhiyao smiled coldly at Han Wu.
Such a smile made the latter's whole body run cold.
"Click" After the words fell, Mo Zhiyao no longer gave Han Wu any chance.
The palm covered by the dragon and phoenix scales suddenly clenched tightly and a sound of broken bones resounded.
Han Wu's body, which was struggling fiercely, was also completely stiff.
The expression on his face suddenly solidified.
In his eyes, you can still see the remnants of deep fear and regret.
Mo Zhiyao's arm shook, and the fierce power of black lightning and thunder was like mercury that penetrated all the holes.
It penetrated into Han Wu's body crazily.
The next moment, a sharp scream sounded, and it was immediately annihilated.
It is the soul of Han Wu.
"Bang"
Mo Zhiyao flicked his arm, and Han Wu's broken body fell on the ground in the distance.
Immediately, he turned his head slightly, his slightly scarlet gaze fell on Yan Yang and Yue Shan, and grinned.
"Now, there aren't many of them
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