Li Wan'er did not respond, but sneered and slapped Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji showed a hint of cruelty on his face. He stretched out a palm and hit Li Wan'er. With a loud bang, Li Wan'er vomited blood and fell to the ground seriously injured, losing the ability to resist.
With Li Wan'er's cultivation level only at the peak of Zhenwu, how could she be a match for Zhao Wuji?
Zhao Wuji showed contempt as he looked at Li Wan'er in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Do you think a broken sword with a destructive intent can kill me..."
After saying that, he stretched out a hand, slowly pulled out the sharp knife that was stuck in his stomach, and threw it on the ground.
He began to circulate his skills all over his body, and continuous blue light emanated from Zhao Wuji's body, slowly gathering in his abdomen. The state of mind that had been constantly destroying just now suddenly disappeared.
After doing all this, Zhao Wuji looked at Li Wan'er and asked, "Tell me, who told you to do this!"
In fact, Zhao Wuji already had some guesses in his mind. That was Emperor Wu. When he had not recovered his memory in the early years, he had always had ordinary talents, and he spent all day eating, drinking and having fun, so Emperor Wu did not pay attention to him.
But he had changed so much recently that he was even rumored to be the leader of the younger generation of the Dawu Dynasty. He knew that Emperor Wu was already wary of him, or to be more precise, he was already wary of the Zhenbei Palace.
That was why he did not reject this marriage. After all, the Zhenbei Palace could not break with the Dawu Dynasty at present, as that would only give others an opportunity to take advantage.
But he never expected that Li Wan'er would assassinate him in the bridal chamber. A murderous intent appeared in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and he used his martial arts to kill Li Wan'er.
But he did not strike down with his hand, and slowly put it down. He thought that he could not kill Li Wan'er now.
If he killed the other party in the bridal chamber, then the Zhenbei Palace and the Wu Palace would immediately break up, and the Zhenbei Palace would even have no choice but to rebel against the Great Wu Dynasty.
Just when Zhao Wuji was about to capture Li Wan'er and make further considerations, he suddenly vomited blood again, which even contained fragments of internal organs, and his aura quickly waned.
Zhao Wuji felt the vitality in his body was constantly slipping away, and a word suddenly came to his mind: "poison". Li Wan'er had poisoned him, but when did she do it?
Zhao Wuji looked at Li Wan'er's lips, his eyes fixed, and he thought of a possibility.
Li Wan'er, who was lying on the ground, sneered and said in a cold voice, "You're dead, hahahaha!"
"Ah, you stinking bitch!"
Zhao Wuji was almost going crazy. He didn't know what kind of poison had taken his body, but he felt that his vitality was fading faster and faster. If he didn't take quick measures, he would probably die within half a minute.
Without caring about insulting Li Wan'er, Zhao Wuji frantically took out various elixirs from the ring and kept throwing them into his mouth, but it was of no use at all.
No matter what elixir entered his body, it had no effect. At this time, Zhao Wuji's hair began to turn gray. You know, a cultivator in the Daluo realm has a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years.
But he was almost consumed by the unknown poison in just a few moments. Zhao Wuji grabbed Li Wan'er's neck with one hand and said harshly.
"You stinking bitch, hand over the antidote, or I'll kill you right now!"
"Bah, you're dead, you're dead!" Li Wan'er said madly to Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji also noticed that something was wrong with Li Wan'er at this time. He guessed that she might be controlled by something, and Li Wan'er's hair had turned white at this time.
This proved that the other party was also poisoned. He cursed in his heart, "Emperor Wu is so cruel. In order to kill him, he actually abandoned his niece. And King Wu, you just abandoned your own daughter. How cruel!"
Zhao Wuji didn't have time to think any more. His hands were moving a little slowly. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and he quickly took out a dark black wooden sculpture from his arms.
The wood carving was emitting light and contained a few drops of liquid that exuded extraordinary vitality. Zhao Wuji only smelled it and felt as if his body had recovered a little.
He laughed loudly and said, "How can I, Zhao Wuji, die so easily? You, a stinky bitch, want to kill me? Dream on!"
Having said that, he no longer hesitated and was about to put the liquid in the wood carving in his hand into his mouth.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly heard a shattering sound from behind, and then a voice appeared in his ears, "Ding!"
Zhao Wuji suddenly felt that his whole body was out of control, and his heart was filled with infinite fear and anger, because he recognized the owner of that voice.
This voice was so damn familiar to him. Every time he heard it, he would be unlucky. He knelt down the first two times, but this time he felt that it was not just as simple as kneeling down.
Zhao Wuji's face almost turned red as he looked at the life-saving elixir that was so close to him, but no matter what secret method he used, he just couldn't move it. What he didn't know was that Zhou Qiong's "Word" technique had undergone a qualitative leap, and with his mere Daluo realm cultivation, he couldn't break it at all!
A sigh was heard behind Zhao Wuji, and Zhou Qiong's figure slowly emerged, looking at the wood carving in Zhao Wuji's hand with a speechless expression.
As expected, none of these sons of destiny are easy to kill. The poison he was infected with was drawn by Zhou Qiong through a lottery through the system. Not to mention that Zhao Wuji is a warrior in the Daluo realm, even an ordinary semi-saint would be dead!
Originally Zhou Qiong ordered Li Wan'er to smear the poison on her lips, which would have definitely poisoned Zhao Wuji and killed him. Now it seems fortunate that he came, otherwise the plan would not have been implemented properly.
Zhou Qiong took the wood carving from Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji was furious at this time. He hated why he didn't call for help just now. Now his life-saving straw was also taken away by Zhou Qiong.
But his body could no longer move, and he felt his vitality dwindling, so he began to despair. He knew that he would not be able to escape today!
A possibility also came to his mind. Li Wan'er was not following the instructions of Emperor Wu and King Wu, but was controlled by Zhou Qiong. He wanted to cause conflicts between King Zhenbei and the Dawu Dynasty. What exactly did he want to do!
Zhao Wuji looked at Zhou Qiong in front of him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him.
Zhou Qiong ignored his expression and looked at the wood carving in his hand in deep thought. He always felt that the wood carving contained something other than the liquid inside.
However, Zhao Wuji should know what was contained in it, but Zhou Qiong did not ask him, nor did he intend to search his soul because that would be seen by others.
In his plan, Zhao Wuji must have died of poisoning. Otherwise, he would have just slapped him to death with one hand, why would he have gone through so much trouble.
Zhou Qiong squatted down, patted Zhao Wuji's face with his hand, and said in a cold voice;
"Go and die honestly. You are not the first, and you will not be the last! It is your blessing in this life to die in my hands..."
Bang! Zhao Wuji fell to the ground, his eyes wide open with resentment and anger.
A system voice sounded in Zhou Qiong's mind.
Afterwards, Zhou Qiong turned around and disappeared into the room, and conveniently put away the isolation formation that he had set up in the room. If he had not set up the formation in the room in advance, based on the noise just now, the four ninth-level semi-saint masters outside would have already discovered the abnormality here.
Just as Zhou Qiong disappeared from the room, the face of the King of Zhenbei, who was toasting and smiling outside, suddenly changed!
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