Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 154 Choking to death by own blood
The light of the knife flashed, and the long knife pierced through the heart.

Jiao Xiong's expression was painful, and a deep fear and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, as if all his strength had been drained, and it seemed like a weightless mace, but now it became extremely heavy.

Bang!
The thick and ferocious mace fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Li Qiu had no expression on his face, he pulled the long knife out of Jiao Xiong's mouth, and a gust of hot blood sprayed out.

Jiao Xiong's complexion was ashen, his sturdy body straightened and he fell back, he fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust

"Fifth brother!"

Fang Changqi and the two looked sad and angry, looking at Li Qiu with anger and fear.

Li Qiu looked indifferently, turned around and attacked the two with his saber.

"I kill you!"

Fang Changqi looked ferocious, jumped up with a knife in both hands, and swung the knife towards Li Qiu.

The momentum was fierce, as if he wanted to split him in half with a single knife.

Wang Hou stepped in and drew out the sword, the sword light flickered like cold electricity hitting the air, and it came straight to Li Qiu's heart.

The two of them used their killer moves to attack Li Qiu at the same time.

Li Qiu's eyes moved slightly and he held the knife across, wanting to block Chang Qi's slash.

Clang!
There was a deafening sound as the weapons clashed.

Li Qiu easily blocked Chang Qi's killing move, but the knife in his hand was almost cut off by the black iron long knife in Fang Changqi's hand, and the two knives got stuck together.

The faces of the two were only a few feet apart, and Li Qiu could clearly see the fierce gleam in Fang Changqi's eyes.

At this time, Wang Hou's attack had arrived, and he stabbed Li Qiu's heart with a sword.

Li Qiu's face changed slightly, he let go of the handle of the knife in his hand, and dodged with a wrong step, passing the long sword in Wang Hou's hand.

In an instant, three figures crossed past. Li Qiu was unscathed, but there was no weapon in his hand.

Dang!

Fang Changqi took Li Qiu's knife from the black iron long knife in his hand, and threw it on the ground aside, looking at Li Qiu with a sneer on his face.

Wang Hou stood with his sword in his hand, his expression was ferocious, his eyes flashed fiercely, like a wolf who wanted to choose someone to eat.

Li Qiu frowned slightly as he looked at the long knife on the ground that was almost cut off in half.

His knife was forged from fine steel, and it was definitely a good knife, but it was almost chopped off by Fang Changqi.

Of course, it was due to the excessive force of the collision between the two sides, but it also showed that the black iron long knife in Fang Changqi's hand was very extraordinary.

Fang Changqi saw Li Qiu cast his eyes on the long knife in his hand, and a look of disdain and contempt appeared on his face.

Li Qiu had a full view of Fang Changqi's expression, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, he stepped on his feet and jumped up and punched him.

The fist was so fierce that Fang Changqi couldn't help but shake his mind and feel fear. He shook his head, and with a firm mind, he slashed out with the knife.

Wang Hou's expression was fierce, he stepped on his foot and drew his sword to attack Li Qiu.

The three of them fought together, although Li Qiu had no weapons, but Jiao Xiong was dead, one of the three was gone, he used punches to fight against the enemy, and he still gained the upper hand, even crushing the two of them.

Li Qiu punched like a hammer, with ferocious force and vicious aura, Fang Changqi and the two looked fearful and dodged left and right, rarely getting a chance to attack, they were extremely miserable and at the same time felt extremely puzzled.

They can understand that Li Qiu is powerful, it's nothing more than his aptitude for martial arts, but his experience in fighting against people is also very sophisticated, he doesn't look like a fifteen or sixteen year old boy at all.

They can't take advantage of the slightest advantage in this regard.

During the fight, the two of them gradually had the idea of ​​retreating.

After a few moves, Fang Changqi slashed down with the saber, but Li Qiu dodged it with a wrong step, and with a movement of his eyes, his fist suddenly turned into a claw, like a goshawk pouncing on its prey, clasping the back of the saber with one claw.

Fang Changqi's complexion changed and he tried to break free, but he felt that the long knife seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, and it was difficult to shake it.

He suddenly discovered that since the fight to the present, both he and Wang Hou's strength had declined due to physical exertion, but Li Qiu's strength seemed to be at its peak all the time, with little decline.

Li Qiu clasped the back of the saber, blasted the air with his fist, and punched Fang Changqi viciously at the hand holding the saber handle.

If this punch was solid, all five of his fingers holding the knife would be shattered.

Fang Changqi looked terrified, hurriedly let go of the handle of the knife, and stepped back.

Li Qiu turned his fists into palms, grabbed the black iron long knife, looked at Fang Changqi who was retreating with his eyes, stepped on his feet, turned around and cut repeatedly.

The light of the saber struck Fang Changqi like a bolt of light. His eyes were full of fear, his expression was flustered, and he quickly retreated and hid.

Swish!
The knife flashed, Fang Changqi screamed, his movements were stiff and he turned his head to look at his left shoulder.

The black long knife splits the shoulder bone to the heart, and splits the heart in half!

What killed him was the long knife he was holding just a moment ago, but the person holding the knife turned into Li Qiu.

"It is indeed a treasured knife. It sliced ​​through several bones one after another without feeling any hindrance."

Li Qiu's expression moved slightly, and he pulled the long knife out of Fang Changqi's chest.

Fang Changqi's expression was ferocious, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at Li Qiu with resentment, and his body fell down.

Li Qiu didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, and kept focusing on the long knife in his hand.

Seeing that Fang Chang Qi followed Jiao Xiong to die, Wang Hou's fear of Li Qiu completely overwhelmed his anger this time, he looked at Li Qiu with a fearful expression, swallowed, and turned to run away.

Li Qiu turned his head to look at him, and stepped forward with a knife!

A fierce and terrifying aura locked on Wang Hou. He suddenly felt the wind blowing from behind, and his hair stood up, he turned around and swung his sword to resist.

clang!clang!
After two sword strikes in an instant, the long sword in Wang Hou's hand was cut off, and half of the sword fell to the ground.

Wang Hou's complexion changed drastically and before he could react, the black iron long knife in Li Qiu's hand was already on his neck.

The flesh of the neck was cut open, and blood dripped down the blade.

Wang Hou looked at Li Qiu with fear, his body was stiff and he didn't dare to move, he was no longer arrogant and vicious as before.

Some people never show their true colors when they are not facing life or death threats.

From vicious and cruel to begging for mercy, sometimes only a knife around the neck is missing.

There was a burst of force from the blade, Wang Hou's heart trembled, he didn't dare to resist, as if mourning, he knelt down on the ground following the force.

"I, Wang Hou, have eyes that don't recognize the true God, and your lord has spared me a lot of lives!"

Wang Hou begged with trembling voice.

Li Qiu's expression was indifferent, he pressed the knife on Wang Hou's neck, and looked down at him with cold eyes.

"Put your tongue out!"

"what?"

Wang Hou was stunned for a moment, humiliation and fear flashed in his eyes, and finally stuck out his tongue obediently.

He was lucky and had illusions, maybe Li Qiu would let him go after venting his anger.

Swish!The blade flashed, and Wang Hou's tongue fell to the ground.

Wang Hou covered his mouth, which was bleeding like a fountain, and rolled around on the ground in pain, wailing shrillly.

Ho ho!

Suddenly blood poured into his throat, Wang Hou's face flushed red, his forehead bulged, and he coughed again and again, his hands clutched his neck, and his legs kicked unconsciously, like a drowning person.

After a few breaths, Wang Hou looked pained, one hand covering his neck and the other reaching out to Li Qiu, his eyes full of pleading, hoping that Li Qiu could help him.

Li Qiu looked indifferent, indifferent, and looked down at Wang Hou until he suffocated to death in pain.

(End of this chapter)