Chapter 1757

Seeing the two knives approaching, Qin Ming took a step back calmly.

"You got Fooled."

Behind him, the short-sleeved old man appeared there at some point, with a sinister smile on his face, and slashed his dagger towards Qin Ming's back.

It turned out that the attacks of the other two old men were all pretexts.

They were all to cover the short-sleeved old man, this dagger was fast and sharp, and there was a black light and stench from the dagger.

Obviously, the dagger had been poisoned.

The speed of the dagger was getting faster and faster, and it was getting closer and closer to Qin Ming's back, as if it could pierce Qin Ming in the next second.

Seeing this, a happy smile flashed across the face of the short-sleeved old man.

"I, Qi Liang, like to kill geniuses the most. This young warrior is a genius at first glance."

"But so what if you are a genius, it just means that you have good potential, and you don't want to die under my dagger."

Seeing the dagger getting closer, the smile on his face became wider and wider.

However, the dagger did not penetrate Qin Ming's broad back as he imagined.

At the last moment, a large hand appeared and seized the dagger he was bound to acquire.

"How is it possible?" Looking up, seeing Qin Ming's indifferent expression, Qi Liang was shocked.

"The plan is good, but it's too slow!" Qin Ming shook his head, his words were full of disdain.

After speaking, the other hand raised and punched him.

Qi Liang was also a decisive person, he immediately dropped the dagger and wanted to escape.

But Qin Ming's hands are so powerful, how can he break free.

With a little force, Qin Ming held him in place.

Pressing him with one hand, clenched a fist with the other, and smashed towards his head.

Behind him, the other two old men had already raised their knives again and slashed at him.

It's a pity that Qin Ming's fist is faster.

"boom……"

Without any accident, the fist hit Qi Liang's head, and blood spattered.

Throwing it away, Qin Ming used Qi Liang's body to block the knife behind him, took two steps back, completely out of the attack range, and looked at the two with a calm expression.

"Qi Liang is dead now?"

The death of their companion, the two of them were not sad at all, but looked at Qin Ming in shock, and slowly moved back.

Originally, they thought that they would be able to become kings and hegemons when they came to this place where the birds don't shit.

So he didn't take the warriors here seriously.

If they are in Zhongzhou, they must be very cautious when they encounter warriors of the same level, and they will not make random moves.

But here is where.

Most of the fighters here have never learned advanced origin skills, and their bloodline level is low, so they are definitely not the opponents of the three of them.

Unexpectedly, they kicked the iron plate this time.

Qin Ming looked young.

It also means that he does not have rich combat experience and is not strong.

But he didn't expect to easily break through the attack trap they had set with great concentration, and kill Qi Liang with one move.

They can't beat each other, even if they win by chance, they will only lose.

Without any benefits, this battle is not worthwhile.

Seeing their frightened appearance, Qin Ming shook his head lightly, and rushed forward proactively.

"I said that if I want you to be buried with me, there must be no one left."

His figure was erratic, left for a while, right for a while, clenched his fists, and attacked the two of them.

The two were shocked at the same time.

The origin technique used by this young man is unexpectedly so extraordinary.

Qiliang's death was not wronged.

"I can't escape, I can only fight."

The two old men felt ruthless in their hearts, they held the handle of the knife tightly, and slashed towards Qin Ming at the same time.