Chapter 159 Ghost Swordsman

Hearing the news of Sima Dechao's death, Gong Yi was heartbroken. He resisted the impulse to take action immediately and asked, "What was your cultivation when you fight with him?"

"Gao Wu." Han Yidao replied simply.

But such an answer made Gong Yi furious: "It's nothing to die in the martial arts competition, but as a strong man of martial arts, you actually challenge a person of middle martial arts. Don't you feel a little ashamed to lose your identity?"

"Hmm, your skills are not as good as others, who can you complain about?" Han Yidao couldn't hear Gong Yi's words at all.

Gong Yi can't stand it. If it is a revenge in the world, it is understandable that Han Yidao is a real martial arts master and kills Sima Dechao. Others can avenge Sima Dechao at most, but they can't blame him. But this kind of gap in competition is not tolerable.

"Han Yidao, I'd like to see how majestic you can be with a knife in northern Xinjiang." Gong Yi's figure suddenly burst into Han Yi's knife. At the same time, his sword was already in his hand and turned into a cold light to stab Han Yi's knife. Gong Yi clearly felt that his speed had obviously improved, and he was also confident in this battle. He must kill this person and avenge Sima Dechao.

Han Yidao used a ghost-headed knife with a heavy knife body. The handle of the knife was carved with a ghost head, and his face was ferocious and frightening. There is a round hole with a thumb on the back of the knife. The back is thick and wide, but it is quite sharp and can cut gold and jade.

Han Yidao saw the bow game killing, and the ghost knife lifted it up, pushed away the bow game's sword, and then his body suddenly pulled up, and the ghost head knife hit the bow game.

At the moment when the long sword was lifted, Gong Yi has judged that the other party's strength is absolutely stronger than himself. The pain in the tiger's mouth makes Gong Yi dare not touch it and has to avoid it for the time being. Therefore, with the force from the long sword, Gong Yi retreated and escaped Han Yidao's power to split Huashan Mountain.

Han Yidao was shocked. Of course, what shocked him was not that Gong Yi was able to avoid his knife, but that Gong Yi came quickly and was able to retreat so without stagnation, and there was no rush of qi and blood. Han Yidao asked himself that this sudden body method could never be done. Han Yidao was shocked, but did not forget to take action. His body was vertical, and his ghost knife cut at the bow again. The wind was tiger, and because the airflow quickly passed through the round hole on the back of the knife, it made a ghost-like sound.

Bow Yi flew up. At the moment he escaped the opponent's attack, his center of gravity suddenly sank, and his toes were on the back of the ghost knife. At this time, Gong Yi did not reserve at all and released all the power that could be exerted at this moment. The spiritual power all over the body surged crazily, and its momentum also climbed to the peak at this moment.

At this moment, Han Yidao was struck by lightning. The spiritual power from the knife body seemed to cut off the meridians in his right arm. His body naturally produced a force to compete with it, but it had little effect in a short period of time.

At this time, something strange happened that made Gong Yi feel. Han Yidao suddenly closed his eyes and rotated in place, while saying something in his mouth. Gong Yi fell aside and was not in a hurry to attack, because he wanted to see what other means the man in northern Xinjiang had. After a while, Han Yidao closed his mouth and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were shining, but somehow, it gave Gong Yi a dull feeling. His face was expressionless and his limbs were stiff, just like a zombie. Gong Yi suddenly thought of the "loyal servants" around the ghost Xiao, who also came from northern Xinjiang. I don't know if these two skills are related.

Han Yidao's right hand was bleeding from the tiger's mouth, but he still held the handle of the knife as if he didn't know the pain. He slowly raised the ghost knife again, pointed to the bow from afar, and said in a cold voice, "The high priest said, you must follow me, otherwise there is only a dead end."

"Priest?" It was the first time that Gong Yi heard such a title. He just looked at the appearance of Han Yidao. I'm afraid that this high priest's status is not low in them. Gong Yi asked, "Who is the high priest you are talking about?" Why do you want me to go with you?

"The high priest is the most witchcraft leader in northern Xinjiang. You must obey his words without asking why?" Although Han Yidao still looks like a dead mother, he has great respect for the high priest in his tone, which shows the status of the high priest in his heart.

With a snoring, Gong Yi was happy by Han Yi's words and said, "Whether he is good at witchcraft or not, it's none of my business. Why let me listen to him?"

As soon as Gong Yi's voice fell, Han Yidao's eyes came to death and said fiercely, "It's disrespectful to the high priest, die." Then he rushed to Gong Yi and rolled up the sand and dust behind him.

Although Gong Yi felt that he was more powerful than just now, he did not show weakness. He secretly said in his heart that if I can hurt you once, I can hurt you a second time, and slowly I can kill you. But he still didn't want to hit the other party. His feet were wrong, and the long sword in his right hand tilted, removing most of the other party's strength. Then the long sword in his hand cut down the opponent's blade and cut Han Yidao's right hand.

Han Yidao's right wrist turned and was about to split a big knife, but he found that Gong Yi's left hand actually slapped his chest. He hurriedly raised his left hand to block, but Gong Yi's left hand suddenly stopped halfway, and the sword in his right hand cut into his left hand from an unknown angle.

Han Yidao was stunned and hurriedly retreated. At the same time, the ghost knife in his right hand swept away, as if he wanted to cut off the bow game, but this formula was obviously unprepared and not stable enough.

Bow game was not afraid of such an attack at all. The long sword stood beside him and stopped it with a "Bang". At the same time, his left hand pointed out, and a finger shot at Han Yidao's right wrist with several times more precision than he had ever used ten fingers to kill.

"Ah!" Han Yidao screamed and raised his right hand and covered it with a knife body. However, he hurriedly forgot that there was a round hole in his ghost knife, and the finger force of the bow game just passed through the round hole. The original wrist was hit on his waist and ribs, making a blood hole on his waist in an instant.

"What martial arts skills?" Han Yidao looked at Gong Yi incredulously.

"Don't you know?" Gong Yi asked, the reason why he did this is because in his impression, both the South China Sea and the people in northern Xinjiang seem to know him better, but there is no need for the people in front of him to fake it at this time. What on earth is this?

It turned out that Han Yidao was a scattered practice in northern Xinjiang, with no sect, so it was also a little worse in the news, which was also a major reason why he suffered losses today. Of course, Gong Yi did not know about this, but Han Yidao sighed softly, but did not want to say these things.

Looking at the small hole in his body that was still bleeding, Han Yidao did not show discouragement. After all, this was really not an important injury to him. He looked at the bow and said slowly, "I didn't expect your martial arts to be so unique. No wonder you can be famous in Zhongzhou, even in our northern Xinjiang. Such an opponent can be met but not sought. I, Han Yidao, haven't faced a young man like you for a long time. Today, I will try my best to learn all kinds of unique learnings in you.

When Han Yidao spoke, his momentum slowly increased. After saying this, his momentum faintly surpassed Gong Yi.

Gong Yi felt the change of the other party and scolded in his heart: perverted combat freaholic. But in fact, he is also looking forward to such a battle in order to use the power of Gaowu realm more skillfully.

The air machine of the two locked each other remotely, and unlike the fight just now, they did not do anything at this moment, just standing quietly and staring at each other. But they know in their hearts that if one person shows the slightest flaw at this moment, the other person will definitely launch a rapid attack.

It is the first time that Gongyi has competed with people, but he can feel that this is no less dangerous than the fight of real knives, because this competition is not only his own strength, but also his mentality, endurance and so on.

However, at this moment, a strange syllable came, and this sound was quite familiar. He couldn't help but feel awe of his heart and said secretly: Is it Han Yidao's helper?