Volume 1: Sword Points to the Vast Chapter 190: A Waste (please subscribe)

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At this time, half an hour had passed outside, but Liu Wei had already spent a day and a half in the Divine Prison Tower.

Under the influence of the elixir and the ancient Qi, Liu Wei's injuries have basically fully recovered.

Liu Wei stopped lingering in the tower and appeared directly on the bed, continuing to lie down.

After dozens of breaths, Bai Luoxi appeared in the tent.

"Dabao, Cui Hao was kidnapped by the Beast King Wuhua Da and sent back. He left it to King Xiao to handle on his own. What are your plans?" Bai Luoxi asked.

"Of course I'll kill him, what else can I do!" Liu Weidao.

"Then when you recover from your injuries, we'll chop this piece of shit into pieces!" Bai Luoxi said fiercely.

"My injury is basically healed, let's go now!" Liu Wei turned over and got out of bed.

"Really?" Bai Luoxi asked doubtfully.

"It's really good!" Liu Wei said, jumping on the spot.

"Let's go then, while this piece of shit's cultivation is blocked, chop him into pieces with a knife to relieve his anger!" Bai Luoxi said.

"No, I want to be upright and beat him to death!" Liu Weidao.

"Are you crazy? He is an emperor, how can you beat him?" Bai Luoxi shouted loudly.

"Believe me!" Liu Wei gave Bai Luoxi a confirming look.

"Then, don't be brave. If you are accidentally beaten to death, I will lose a good brother!" Bai Luoxi said with a worried look.

"Let's go!" After Liu Wei finished speaking, he took the lead and walked outside.

After a while, the two of them arrived at Xiao Nantian's tent and knocked on the door.

"Liu Bao, why don't you continue to rest? I'm going to find you tomorrow!" Xiao Nantian said.

"It's just a small injury. It's healed after taking the prince's elixir!" Liu Wei smiled.

road.

"Small injury? Has it healed?" Xiao Nantian looked at Liu Wei in disbelief.

Liu Wei smiled and nodded.

Xiao Nantian looked at Liu Wei as if he were a monster, and circled around Liu Wei twice.

"Are you here for Cui Hao?" Xiao Nantian asked.

"Exactly!" Liu Weidao.

"I'll leave Cui Hao to you to deal with it. Kill or behead him, it's up to you!" Xiao Nantian said.

"Then King Lao Xiao will lead the way!" Liu Weidao.

"Come with me!" Xiao Nan finished and walked outside.

The three of them came to a tent at the far end, opened the door and walked in.

I saw Cui Hao being tied up and trapped on a pillar, with the dirty animal skin stuffed in his mouth.

Sitting on the wooden frame bed next to him was a middle-aged emperor, reading a book.

"Prince Xiao!" The middle-aged man stood up and said hello.

Xiao Nantian nodded.

"Liu Bao, I'm here, do whatever you want!" Xiao Nantian looked at Liu Weidao.

"Please Prince Xiao, please unlock the seal for him!" Liu Weidao.

"Why?" Xiao Nantian asked doubtfully.

"Didn't he want to kill me? I'll give him a chance to kill me and fight him!" Liu Weidao.

"This..." Xiao Nantian hesitated.

"Don't worry, Prince Xiao. Let's see if I can beat him to death with my fists!" Liu Wei said calmly.

Xiao Nantian nodded, without saying anything else, and pointed at Cui Hao's forehead.

In just a moment, the aura on Cui Hao's body reached its peak, and his eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at the people in front of him.

"Prince Xiao, please call a few more people to guard all sides, lest this old bastard cannot be defeated and escapes, and I really can't catch up." Liu Weidao.

When Liu Wei didn't wield a sword, he still

I really can't catch up to the realm of an emperor.

And if an Emperor-level person is determined to escape, without three God-level people, he may not be able to stay.

Xiao Nantian nodded, and then a voice sounded: "Come to the five emperor realms!"

As Xiao Nantian's voice fell, more than five people appeared outside instantly, and basically all the emperors came.

"Fight above!" After Liu Wei finished speaking, he walked out of the tent and flew high into the sky.

Cui Hao glanced at everyone, walked out of the tent, and disappeared.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several figures then rose into the sky and scattered hundreds of feet away around the two of them.

There are still people coming towards the sky, all of them are Emperor Realm monks. As for the King's Realm, he couldn't fly to such a high altitude, so he could only fly up the city wall, and then fly up a certain distance through the city wall, barely able to see the figure in the sky.

Liu Wei and Cui Hao stood opposite each other, with murderous intent rising sharply in their eyes, as if they were real.

A dark stick about ten feet long appeared in Cui Hao's hand, which was a high-grade treasure on the heavenly level.

Cui Hao held a black stick, turned into an afterimage, and hit Liu Wei on the head with the stick.

Liu Wei didn't use any weapons. He made a fist with his bare hands, punched the black stick, and struck it suddenly.

The power of this stick was quite overbearing, bringing up a strong wind and roaring towards him. Wherever the black stick passed, a long black hole appeared in the space.

Liu Wei's punch was also extremely domineering. It was a punch with all his strength. The punch was like a cannonball, causing waves of fluctuations in the surrounding space.

Ding!

The black stick collided with the fist, and the black stick made a crisp sound of gold and iron.

For a moment, Cui Hao felt that his stick was not hitting someone

One person's fist hit an extremely hard steel lump.

Boom!

Then there was a roar, and centered on the place where the two were fighting, tyrannical energy surged outward.

The space cracked and healed, and then cracked again.

A figure flew backwards.

Cui Hao spun and flew three feet away before he regained his balance.

Liu Wei, on the other hand, only bent his legs slightly, then stood up straight again, standing in the air, his robes rustling like a god of war.

Cui Hao took a look at the black stick. There was an obvious fist mark on it, and his arm was shaking slightly. The tiger's mouth had cracked open, and blood was flowing down drop by drop.

How could this be possible when he was able to forcefully attack a heaven-level treasure with his bare hands and gain the upper hand?

Is this really the physique and strength that a human being in the imperial realm can possess?

All the emperor-level experts watching the battle fell into deep suspicion.

Is this the degree of physical toughness that can be achieved through physical training?

Cui Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of solemnity. The Silver Moon Wolf King didn't even die when he blew himself up. It wasn't a fluke, but he actually relied on his own body to survive.

But he was still a little confused. He was obviously injured at the time. How could it be that nothing happened after so long?

While Cui Hao was still thinking, Liu Wei had already rushed towards him.

A sharp look flashed in Cui Hao's eyes, he held the stick in both hands, raised it above his head, and smashed it down.

when!

Like the sound of bells in the morning and drums in the evening, resounding in all directions, Cui Hao's figure flew directly three feet away this time.

At this time, there were two fist-sized dents on the black stick.

The pit is obvious.

Cui Hao's hands were shaking violently, as if he had Parkinson's syndrome. The tiger's mouth on his left hand had also cracked, and blood was flowing out. A long gash was torn open on the tiger's mouth on his right hand. The flesh and blood were blurred, and the bones were visible deep down.

Cui Hao took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, stamped his feet in the air, turned his body rapidly like a drill, held the black stick, and drilled towards Liu Wei's head.

Liu Wei took a step back with his right foot, clenched his right fist tightly at his waist, turned slightly sideways, and was ready to attack.

When the rapidly spinning black stick reached three inches in front of him, Liu Wei suddenly punched and hit the top of the black stick.

boom!

There was an explosion, and one could see that the straight black stick in Cui Hao's hand had been bent upwards by thirty degrees from the middle. Cui Hao himself flew out again.

Before Cui Hao could stabilize his body, Liu Wei followed up with a flash and punched Cui Hao in the chest.

Cui Hao was horrified and quickly held the stick in front of his chest to block the punch.

boom!

Another explosion sounded. The black stick bent into a V shape from the middle, and the top of the bend hit Cui Hao's chest, directly poking a bloody hole, and the blood instantly turned red. Its robe.

Like a kite with its string cut off, Cui Hao continued to fly backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood on the way.

Liu Wei flashed again and appeared directly behind Cui Hao, punching Cui Hao who was flying over.

Click!

The sound of broken bones was heard, and Cui Hao's body turned around and fell to where Liu Wei originally stood.

This time, Liu Wei did not move again, but stood quietly in the field.

, looking at Cui Hao who was vomiting blood and rolling forward.

Cui Hao rolled over ten feet this time before he stabilized his body, half-kneeling in the void, vomiting blood.

The robe on his body has long turned into blood. There is a blood hole on his chest, with blood dripping down, and a blood hole on his back, with bone stubble exposed and blood trickling down. It is terrible to see.

"Don't you really want to kill me? Get up and come over and kill me!" Liu Wei said with an indifferent expression.

Cui Hao was just vomiting blood, his face was pale, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he no longer had the fierce momentum and arrogance he had before.

Everyone in the field looked at the two people with complicated expressions, and suddenly remembered what the physical cultivator had said when he scolded Cui Hao for not being qualified to teach him a lesson for his elders.

It turned out that they were not talking big words, but that Cui Hao really did not have the qualifications.

Not only Cui Hao does not have this qualification, I am afraid that no one in the field has this qualification.

Although Cui Hao is not the most powerful in the Emperor Realm, he is not the one at the bottom either.

They believed that if they were to engage in a life-and-death fight with Cui Hao, no one could be as capable as Liu Wei, who could defeat him in a very short time without any damage to himself.

Carrying a heaven-level treasure with his bare hands and almost breaking it, I'm afraid the extremely powerful Beast King couldn't do it, right?

"You're a piece of trash, just a clown. If I kill you, I'll feel like I'm dirtying my hands!" Liu Wei said nonchalantly.

Perhaps these words touched Cui Hao's sore spot, causing him to vomit out a large mouthful of blood. His whole body was shaking, and he was almost unable to fly.

Liu Wei took his time and took out a high-quality dagger from Najie.

First, after playing with it in his hands, he threw it away.

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