Chapter 163 Convinced

In the face of Han Yidao, Sima Dewei obviously had a killing opportunity, and in order to show his goodwill to Gong Yi and Hu Ben, he also wanted to kill others here. Although he has not been in the world and has been taking care of family affairs in recent years, it does not mean that he does not understand some things in the world. The tiger clan behind Hu Ben is strong and ordinary forces dare not provoke at all. Although Gongyi is from the Tiantai Sect of Daxia in the eastern part of the mainland, he now has a little influence with several major forces in Zhongzhou. Second contact, so Sima Dewei will not give up this opportunity to make friends with the two.

Hearing Sima Dewei's words, Gui Xiao and others were stunned at the same time. With his sound wave skills when he first appeared, it was enough to see that this man's cultivation was far better than the people present, not to mention dozens of men behind him. Once they really start to do it, there is no reason for the ghosts to survive.

Li Wunian turned his mind, smiled slightly, and arched his hand and said, "Li Wunian of the Li family, pay a visit to Brother Sima."

"Oh?" Sima Dewei was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the man in front of him was Li Wunian, who was famous among the young generation in Zhongzhou. At the same time, Sima Dewei is also a little difficult. After all, the identity of the other party is there. Now the Li family and the Sima family also belong to the same camp. If Li Wunian is killed here and spread it in the future, he will never be able to bear this responsibility. But when I saw several people in the fierce battle just now, they obviously fought a real fire, which was simply an unadjustable hatred. This gives Sma Dewei a feeling that he can't move forward or retreat.

No matter what Sima Dewei thought in his heart, he did a lot of homework on the surface. He quickly saluted and said, "It turned out to be Brother Li who has been looking forward to him for a long time. When I saw him today, he is indeed a famous scholar."

"Brother Sima praised it." Li Wunian knew that Sima Dewei's heart had been shaken. No matter what happened to others today, his life would definitely be saved. He peeked at the other four figures from the northern border of the South China Sea with the corners of his eyes. At this time, except for Han Yidao, the other three of the four people could not keep calm, and even their foreheads had already Sweat came out.

"Brother Li, Gong Shaoxia and Hu Ben brothers must have some misunderstanding. We will talk about it later. Now, I just want to avenge my dead brother." Sima Dewei understated the bow game, and the grudge between Hu Ben and Li Wunian, and then shifted the topic to revenge for Sima Dechao. Even if he is as irritable as Hu Ben, it is difficult to say much. After all, he saved him. Can't he still expect others to avenge himself?

At this moment, Han Yidao is still as heavy in the face of people as strong as Sima Dewei, and he does not show any fear. He said slowly: "Your cultivation is high, but Han is not a person who underestimates himself. He takes this opportunity to learn your unique skills."

Han Yidao's words are powerful, not from forced calmness, but from the inner desire for battle and the expectation of the strong. Originally, in terms of the power gap between the two, Han Yidao would be regarded as blindly arrogant, but the people present did not feel this at all, as if all this was taken for granted. Even Sima Dewei did not show a sneer.

"Okay, no wonder I dare to come to Zhongzhou. I really have some courage. But the revenge of killing my brother has to be revenged. Your Excellency, take it." At the end of Sima Dewei's words, a palm knife cut into Han in the air.

Sima Dewei's action was not fast, but no one dared to despise him. Where he was about to hit the knife, it somehow became hot, and a heat wave rushed to Han Yi's face, as if a blazing fire was about to burn his face.

Han Yidao was stunned. This was the first time he met a master who could heat up his spiritual power. He didn't know the truth. He didn't dare to take it. He rushed away under his feet and flashed to the side. At the same time, he held the ghost knife in his hand and cut it to the other party. Sima Dewei's body was wrong and could be avoided. At the same time, he slapped on the body of the ghost knife.

Han Yidao only felt a burst of heat in an instant, and his right hand seemed to hold a red soldering iron. The smelt sounded, accompanied by a burning smell of meat.

"Ah!" Han Yidao hurriedly jumped away. Although his pursuit of martial arts was as strong as iron, the pain of his skin still made him scream bitterly at this moment. His right palm has been charred, but he still hasn't let go of the ghost knife. At this moment, he is like the tiger just now, knowing that he must not lose his weapons.

When the onlookers saw Han Yidao like this, they couldn't help frowning and muttering their noses. They also felt quite cruel about this style of play, but they had no choice. After all, people in the world, cruel things are far more than that.

Gui Xiao and Shuangxiu couple looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes, because what Han Yidao faced was probably what they were going to bear next. Seeing that Sima Dewei was so strong, they could inevitably beat their hearts.

Han Yidao just jumped away, but found that Sima Dewei had followed him. This was a small surprise. His figure flashed, but Sima Dewei still caught up lightly. Several times in a row, Han Yidao was exhausted, but it had no effect and still failed to get rid of Sima Dewei.

Han Yidao felt quite helpless about this. When he met such an opponent, he had no choice but to do nothing. But even so, Han Yidao did not give up. Human instinctive desire to survive made him split a knife with all his strength. This knife was actually the gathering of his life's strength and played an unprecedented top level.

However, all this does not seem to be enough in Sima Dewei's eyes. After all, the gap in strength is too wide. Although fighting with masters can gain a great chance of understanding and breakthroughs, they are basically competing with masters who are equivalent to their own level or slightly stronger on the front line. Obviously, Sima Dewei does not meet this condition for Han Yidao.

Sima Dewei looked at the knife that hit him. He suddenly gathered his spiritual power, and his whole body seemed to form a tangible protective cover. His hands were red, with a hot breath like the scorching sun. Finally, his two hands were done.

With a "bang", a scene that shocked everyone appeared. Sima Dewei actually clamped Han Yi's ghost knife with both hands. Looking at Han Yidao's red face, it is obvious that he can't move the ghost knife at all.

Han Yidao's eyes slowly faded. He didn't expect that his super-level knife was taken over by Sima Dewei empty-handed, and his knife was completely controlled by the other party, which was absolutely beyond his imagination and made him a little frustrated.

The "pong" ghost-headed knife was broken by Sima Dewei, which made Han Yidao, who had always regarded his ghost-headed knife as a magic weapon, doubt whether his knife was really a scrap metal.

Looking at the half of the ghost-headed knife in his hand, Han Yidao sighed and then said, "If you lose, you will be convinced. If you want to kill it, you will be at your convenience."

Sima Dewei's face was happy or sad, and said faintly, "Although you are a good man, you must have an explanation for your brother's hatred. You should die."

Sima Dewei raised his palm and was ready to pat Han Yi's head. But at this time, he suddenly felt two invisible pressures hitting him, making him unable to move. On the contrary, others seemed to have no impact at all, but looked at himself unchanged. This made him very frightened. It was clear that someone wanted to save Han Yidao, but he didn't understand that either of these two pressures could completely suppress him. Why did he put pressure on him at the same time?

Sma Dewei put down his palm in everyone's inexplicable eyes, because he knew that his little behavior was simply not enough in the eyes of people in the dark. He had no choice but to smile bitterly. There was a strong middle hand, and there was nothing he could do. He said in a low voice, "Let's go."

"What?" Sima Dewei's words surprised everyone. They didn't understand which one of his subordinates was playing. One of his subordinates suddenly shouted, "Sir, don't you avenge the third son?"

Hearing this, Sima Dewei's body was shocked, and his eyes were full of unwillingness, but he felt two pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark, which made it difficult for him to do anything. Finally, he shouted, "Let's go."