Han Mo let out a wry smile in his heart.
He sent a voice transmission to Chuan Jianguo.
"Senior, the Pushing Heaven Mirror is a Houtian spiritual treasure. Using it in broad daylight is too ostentatious and inappropriate! Besides, why use the Pushing Heaven Mirror against such a petty person? It elevates him too much!"
Han Mo subtly flattered the Pushing Heaven Mirror.
Chuan Jianguo was very pleased.
"Alright, for your father's sake, I, this great emperor, will reluctantly deduce it for you..."
Soon, Chuan Jianguo deduced Zhao Wuji's "weak spot."
It was located at the center of his brow.
As long as Zhao Wuji's brow was blown apart, his entire cultivation would collapse, and he would become an ordinary person.
Han Mo reached into his "storage bag" and took out a "Shadowless Poison Needle" magic artifact, secretly holding it in his palm, ready to activate it at any moment.
This "Shadowless Poison Needle" magic artifact was taken by Han Mo from Hao Ren's "treasure vault."
Before Han Mo entered the "Dongxuan Secret Realm," Hao Ren not only lent him the "Vajra Hoop" and the "Pushing Heaven Mirror" but also brought him to his "treasure vault."
Magic artifacts, elixirs, spirit talismans... Han Mo could choose whatever he wanted.
He could take as much as he could carry!
Hao Ren was always very generous to his own people.
Han Mo was deeply moved and respected and admired Hao Ren even more.
At the same time, he also took many powerful magic artifacts, potent spirit talismans, and top-grade elixirs...
In Zhao Wuji's eyes, Han Mo's long silence and refusal to confront him clearly indicated fear, dread, and retreat!
This was also normal!
Who was I, Zhao Wuji? A powerful existence ranked fifth among the younger generation of the dignified "Tianxing Sacred Land." How could a mere bumpkin dare to oppose me?
Heh heh...
Zhao Wuji became even more smug and arrogant!
What he didn't know was that at this very moment, his life was already in Han Mo's hands.
Han Mo's gaze was calm, but a sharp killing intent lurked deep within his eyes.
He stared unblinkingly at the center of Zhao Wuji's brow.
As long as Zhao Wuji dared to make any rash move, the "Shadowless Poison Needle" in Han Mo's hand would shoot out, instantly blast open Zhao Wuji's brow, and cripple his entire cultivation.
At this critical moment, a fiery red figure stepped forward.
Kong Xiaoxian!
At this moment, Kong Xiaoxian's star-like eyes were wide, and her face was full of anger.
She pointed at Zhao Wuji irritably and reprimanded him.
"Zhao, you dare to bully my little Mo Mo? Believe it or not, I'll blow your dog head off in minutes!"
As if sensing the anger and fighting spirit in Kong Xiaoxian's heart.
Her "Red Dust Immortal Armor" responded, emitting streaks of red spiritual light.
The red spiritual light converged above Kong Xiaoxian's head, intertwining and transforming into a large red banner, from which faint sounds of clashing weapons could be heard, exuding a chilling killing intent.
As an ancient exotic treasure, the "Red Dust Immortal Armor" was by no means just for show, nor was it a "size-changing exclusive item." Its essence was a "war weapon," born for battle and slaughter!
Facing Kong Xiaoxian's "threat," Zhao Wuji instinctively took half a step back.
He was unwilling and tried to persuade her.
"Junior Sister Xiaoxian, don't be deceived by this bumpkin! You are too naive; he is actually coveting you..."
"Shut up!"
Kong Xiaoxian's willow-like eyebrows shot up, and her anger flared.
Her current appearance was completely different from her usual sweet and cute demeanor, like a lively little butterfly. At this moment, Kong Xiaoxian was filled with an imposing aura, like a peerless sword drawn from its scabbard.
Zhao Wuji, intimidated by Kong Xiaoxian's "aura," actually shut his mouth and dared not confront her.
However, Zhao Wuji remained unconvinced. He avoided Kong Xiaoxian and looked at Han Mo.
"Bumpkin, are you even a man? Hiding behind a woman, being protected by a woman..."
A provocation!
Zhao Wuji's "provocation" was not sophisticated, but it effectively struck at a man's "weak spot."
What man would tolerate being a "coward" and being protected by a woman?
Zhao Wuji's lips curled into a smug smile.
His "provocation" would absolutely make Han Mo lose his reason and charge out.
As long as Han Mo charged out to fight him, Kong Xiaoxian would have no excuse to intervene.
At that time, he would show Kong Xiaoxian that he, Zhao Wuji, was the true "heavenly prodigy," and this bumpkin wasn't even worthy of carrying his shoes!
After eliminating Han Mo, the beautiful and lovely Kong Xiaoxian would become his "possession."
The imagination was beautiful!
The reality...
Han Mo's eyes were deep. He stood quietly behind Kong Xiaoxian, "enjoying" her protection.
Han Mo showed no signs of "impulse" at all.
Zhao Wuji was stunned.
This Han Mo was even more "shameless" than he imagined!
He was willingly letting a woman protect him like this?
And Kong Xiaoxian, did she like such a spineless man?
Zhao Wuji was enraged.
"Bumpkin, are you even a man?"
Han Mo: "Yes!"
Zhao Wuji: "If you're a man, why are you letting a woman protect you?"
Han Mo: "Precisely because I am a man that I have a woman to protect me! If you were also a man, you should also find a woman to protect you... Heh, but I guess you can't, after all, no woman should like the fifth-ranked!"
Han Mo was usually taciturn, but that didn't mean he was not eloquent.
In terms of "verbal combat skill," Han Mo, the "old schemer," was not inferior at all.
With a few words, he had confused Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji intended to mock Han Mo for being "spineless," but instead, he was counter-mocked by Han Mo.
A single dog!
A "fifth-ranked" single dog!
A single dog who was unwanted and unloved!
...
Kong Xiaoxian let out a chuckle.
Her smile bloomed like a flower, charming and lovely.
Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she glared at Han Mo with a playful scold.
"Little Mo Mo, you are too naughty!"
The "flirtatious banter" between Kong Xiaoxian and Han Mo was like a whip, fiercely lashing at Zhao Wuji's face.
Zhao Wuji's face turned greenish, then pale, becoming extremely unsightly.
Ahhh...
Zhao Wuji roared and could no longer hold back, "going berserk" on the spot!
His series of actions failed to provoke Han Mo; instead, it successfully "provoked" himself.
Furious, Zhao Wuji, disregarding everything, intended to kill Han Mo.
"Starfall · Sky Collapse!"
Zhao Wuji activated his divine ability and threw a punch.
Innumerable starlight condensed on his fist, like a meteor shower, the sky collapsing, incomparably powerful.
Han Mo's eyes turned cold, and he slowly raised his palm, aiming at the center of Zhao Wuji's brow.
He was waiting for the best opportunity, an opportunity for a "one-hit kill."
Once the fight began, Han Mo would show no mercy and kill without hesitation.
This was the way of an "old schemer."
Either don't make a move, or make a move to kill, eliminating all future trouble!
At this critical juncture, Kong Xiaoxian actively met Zhao Wuji.
"Red Dust Immortal Armor," activate!
*Kacha kacha kacha!*
A sound of metal friction.
The "Red Dust Immortal Armor" transformed into its "battle form."
The entire immortal armor became majestic, imposing, and exuded a fearsome killing intent.
Kong Xiaoxian's originally petite body suddenly tripled in size.
She looked like a "Giant Spirit Valkyrie," towering to the sky, incomparably dominant.
*Bang!*
Kong Xiaoxian threw out a punch, colliding with Zhao Wuji's fist.