The person named Han Wu was stunned at first when he heard this, and then his eyes flickered.

"I don't know if there will be anyone in the back who will be able to break into here, but since there are more people than the quota now, let's solve it first. Yan Yang smiled faintly and said. It's just that there is no warmth in that smile, but it gives people a sense of coldness.

"Han Wu, now look at it, you're the last to arrive here, so I'll let you pick it. You can choose one of the five people here, as long as you defeat him, his place is yours. Yan Yang flicked his slender fingers and said to Han Wu with a smile.

"Anyway, I can't get in now, so I'm just panicking. Han Wu, why don't we two compare and compare?" Hearing this, Yue Shan shook his hands with each other, and there was a crisp sound of clicking at the joints, looking at Han Wu and saying in a muffled voice.

Han Wu's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and he subconsciously took a step back. With his cultivation strength, he is not Yue Shan's opponent at all, and if he is against Yue Shan, there will be no suspense at all.

"Hehe, Han Wu, you don't have to worry, I already said, the five people here, you can choose by yourself. If you don't want to choose Yue Shan as your opponent, you don't have to force it. Yanyang's thin lips were slightly raised, and he said with a smile, and at the same time glanced at Mo Zhiyao, who had been silent next to him, playfully, as if he meant something.

Yan Yang's gaze was not too vague, so when Han Wu heard this, his eyes immediately fell on Mo Zhiyao's body, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and a hideous arc quietly rose.

"Young Master Yanyang, are you serious? The five people here, I can choose?" Han Wu's eyes narrowed, and after glancing at Mo Zhiyao, he asked loudly towards Yanyang.

"Yes, whatever you want. Yan Yang spread his hands and said casually.

"Then, it's you!" Han Wu suddenly smiled evilly, and then his gaze fell on Mo Zhiyao's body.

The five people in the field, Chu Xing'er, Yan Yang, Yue Shan and Li Kong, are all famous in the Fog Demon Sea Domain, and each of them has extremely strong strength and means. On the other hand, Mo Zhiyao is an unknown person. No one had ever seen or heard of him anyway. Therefore, this kind of multiple-choice question, for the surroundings, does not require too much thinking.

"Huh. Yan Yang smiled lightly, but stopped talking. In fact, this result has long been expected by him. After all, on the surface, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation strength was the weakest of the five people. He is naturally the best and only choice for Han Wu.

Yue Shan on the side, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled honestly, clasped his arms in front of his chest, and looked like he was watching a good show.

Li Kong's sharp gaze swept the field, and he was silent. As for Chu Xing'er, as if he hadn't heard a few people speak at all, he still stared at the circulating black gang with a cold expression.

"Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance. Get out of here now, and leave a small life, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. With a step, Han Wu smiled and came to the opposite side of Mo Zhiyao not far away, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao slowly raised his head, and there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in his indifferent gaze. As soon as his lips moved, a cold word resounded throughout the field.

"Get out!"

Hearing Mo Zhiyao's words, Han Wu was stunned at first, he obviously didn't expect that the kid in front of him, who had just stepped into the threshold of the Nine Patterns Breaking the Sky, would dare to talk to him like this. Immediately, Han Wu's face slowly became cold.

"Boy, do you dare to say it again?" The scar on Han Wu's face squirmed, and there was a clear gathering on his face.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed for a moment, and then in the depths of his eyes, there was a bit of violence piling up. "Again, you give it to me, get out!"

Hearing Mo Zhiyao's words, a smile appeared on Han Wu's face, but in his eyes, there was a strong killing intent.

"In that case, you don't have to go. Your life, I'll take it!" Han Wu's palm slowly drooped, and the rich cyan spiritual power was entwined between his fingers, and the cyan wind swirl quickly condensed and formed. He looked at Mo Zhiyao, his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and was full of murderous intent.

In the next moment, Han Wu's figure directly turned into a blurred streamer, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Mo Zhiyao's body, and the fierce wind spirit power condensed into a cyan long knife in front of the front fist. On the surface of the long knife, there are patches of whirlpools that rotate wildly, making a breathtaking vortex sound. Then, tearing through the void, lightning pierced through Mo Zhiyao's heart. With such a ruthless momentum, it is obvious that he did not spare half a hand, and wanted to kill Mo Zhiyao on the spot.

Looking at the wind spirit long knife reflected in his eyes, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly sharpened, like a blade, and in it, there was a cold killing intent surging.

"Ding!"

Han Wu's long knife stabbed squarely at Mo Zhiyao's heart. However, the scene of blood rushing from his imagination did not appear. A crisp sound like a metal clash suddenly resounded in this space.

Han Wu's face changed suddenly, his gaze froze, and then he looked at the blade. Through the torn clothes on Mo Zhiyao's chest, Han Wu saw that a gorgeously shaped golden-red scale armor had actually appeared in the position of his heart! It was that seemingly inconspicuous scale armor that blocked his own sword.

"What is that?" Han Wu's pupils suddenly shrank, and a bad feeling appeared in his heart.

Slowly raising his head, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, and a bloodthirsty and violent color appeared on his face.

"Choosing me as your opponent is the worst decision you've ever made!"

As the words fell, Mo Zhiyao's five fingers clenched suddenly, and he immediately blasted out with a punch! The black arc swept up like a storm, turning into a roaring thunder dragon, rushing towards Han Wu, whose face had changed drastically, as fast as lightning.

The thunder dragon roared past, and the cyan wind spirit long knife suddenly shattered, as fragile as a layer of tissue paper. Han Wu's face changed drastically, and his body suddenly retreated, and at the same time, a punch was blasted out.

The two fists clashed together, and the horror on Han Wu's face became even more intense, and he was shocked to find that the strange black thunder and lightning power was frantically eroded along his arm through his fist strength. His body trembled.

"The power of mutated thunder and lightning?" While Han Wu was shocked, he hurriedly frantically operated the spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual power surged, forcing the strange electric energy that invaded his body out of his body. Looking at the black arcs of electricity that rushed out of his body, his face suddenly turned blue.

A violent look flashed in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and then his body moved, and he disappeared directly.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao's figure disappear, Han Wu was suddenly shocked in his heart, and a fatal sense of crisis suddenly surged from his heart. Completely in an instinctive reaction, the majestic spiritual power surged out of its body like a torrent, condensing into a solid spiritual power barrier around its body.

And at the moment when the spiritual power barrier had just been formed, Mo Zhiyao's ghostly figure appeared in front of him. Immediately, a fierce fist wind roared, and between the golden and red rays of light, the fist smashed the spiritual power barrier.

"Click!"

That layer of spiritual power barrier, facing Mo Zhiyao's fist, did not play the slightest defensive role at all, and it was completely vulnerable. If you can't do even the slightest resistance, you will be crushed by it.

Then, Mo Zhiyao's fist hit Han Wu's chest straight away. An extremely terrifying force suddenly poured out wildly, and Han Wu's body flew out directly upside down, and then rubbed a deep trench on the ground, and finally smashed heavily on a huge mountain rock. Its entire body is deeply embedded in it.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Han Wu's mouth, and the breath on his body was completely weakened in an instant. However, before he could get up from the rock, a white palm pierced through the void and landed on his throat with the smell of death.

"No!"

When he felt his throat being grasped by that cold hand, Han Wu's face was finally completely covered with deep fear. He hurriedly ran the spiritual power in his body almost like crazy, trying to break free from it.

However, just as Han Wu was in this dying struggle, the cold face reflected in his pupils set off an arc that seemed to have a bloody taste. On the palm of his hand, patches of gorgeous scale armor emerged.

"As I said, choosing me as your opponent is the worst decision you ever made. Mo Zhiyao smiled coldly at Han Wu, and that smile made the latter feel cold.

"Click!"

When the words fell, Mo Zhiyao no longer gave Han Wu the slightest chance, and the palm covered by the dragon phoenix scale armor suddenly clenched! A sound of bones shattering resounded, and Han Wu's violently struggling body was also completely stiff, and the expression on his face suddenly froze. In his eyes, he could see deep fear and regret.

Mo Zhiyao's arm shook, and the fierce power of Xuandian Yin Thunder was like pervasive mercury, frantically drilling into Han Wu's body, and in the next moment, a sharp scream sounded, and it was annihilated, it was Han Wu's primordial spirit.

"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, and his slightly scarlet gaze fell on the body of the hot sun and Yue Shan, grinning.

"Now, there aren't many of them. ”