There was a little despair in Nazha's angry eyes, the Soul Slayer Nail was a weapon left by the heroic spirit of the Soul Clan, and it was a deadly murder weapon under the polishing of the Extreme Yin Qi all day long, why hadn't he heard of it?

But after a hundred battles, he immediately stabilized his mind, and thought about it, if it was really the Soul Exterminator Nail that stabbed him, why was Mi Ke okay in his hand? And he did not use the Origin Spell to deal with himself, it means that the Soul Separation Code is effective, so he endured the pain of the soul body being torn apart and said: "I don't believe it, you must be lying to me, why are you not afraid of the Soul Exterminator Nail, why do you obviously have my two natal instincts in your body but you can not control it?" You must have some special way to deal with it, so you want to disturb my mind with the Soul Destroyer Spike... Yes, it must be like this... You can't beat me, so you want to fight psychological warfare to win me, so despicable..."

Nazha's words almost turned into a roar at the end, and even though he thought that Michael was deliberately trying to deceive him, he still couldn't control his violent emotions.

Once upon a time, when Nazha relied on the technique of the Soul Separation Code to kill the enemy and win, how could he have thought that he would also be manipulated by someone to live and die?

But his arrogant and suspicious nature made it difficult for him to accept his own defeat, and he not only persuaded himself not to believe it, but also refused to accept it from the bottom of his heart...

"Despicable, don't you think that every time you evaluate me, I can use you in reverse?" Mi Ke looked at Nazha expressionlessly and said, "Aren't you still sneaking around trying to put the natal energy into my body?"

"You..."

"What am I? The rules of the game are life and death, if I die at your hands, who will say that you are despicable? It's just that now that I have mastered your fate by a little means, you call me despicable in turn, it's really ridiculous logic, is it that Infernal Hell is such a shameless thing?"

"Bastard, you dare to speak ill of Infernal Hell..." Nazha's ability is passed on by the controller of the Infernal Hell, plus the false statements he has heard for many years, so when he heard Mi Ke's sarcastic words, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and he wanted to teach the other party a lesson but found that he couldn't use any strength.

"I dare to say anything to a person who is going to die, I don't know if you don't know the dirty things that your Infernal Hell Master did back then, presumably even if he tries his best to cultivate you, he may not be able to tell you everything..."

Mi Ke glanced at it, full of disdain, and told Nazha everything he knew, and the latter let out a scornful voice after hearing it: "Why should I believe what you say!"

"Maybe the information you have learned is different from mine, so I don't expect you to believe it at all, as the so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, your fate today has a lot to do with the person who cultivated you, if you want to blame him..."

Mi Ke didn't want to explain too much, and immediately looked indifferently ahead, Nazha barely stood in place, but he already felt his weakness, he looked at the pierced palm again, which had festered into a larger hole in dark blue under the erosion of yin qi, and even his soul body was much more transparent.

If I was a little skeptical before, I slowly acquiesced at this time: "It's really a soul destroying nail..."

He turned his head to look out of the field, looking for something in the bustling crowd, for a moment, a familiar gaze in a remote place touched his sight, that was the controller of the Infernal Hell, at this time Nazha saw from the other party's eyes full of disappointment, not long after, that familiar gaze turned strange, but disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He's gone!

Nazha, who was still searching for him, was left behind, and at this moment, a pain rose from the bottom of his heart as if he had been abandoned by a lie, and he was completely sunk in his powerless struggle, even though he was still making excuses, but he finally began to believe what Miko said.

"Plop" ···

The departure of the controller was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Nazha shook his legs and fell to his knees.

The original energy in his body disappeared inexplicably just now, and the raging yin qi rushed like a beast in his body, he felt that his soul body was slowly shattering, and he couldn't help but raise his lowered head, and asked in a lost voice, "How did you do it?"

He's asking Miko how he overcame his control, and why his original power is gone...

"I have a method, called the Sealing Technique, which is the inheritance of the Human Emperor, and the Soul Separation Code you cast needs to achieve the purpose of controlling the soul through the flow of the original energy, so when you transmitted the natal energy into my body, I sealed myself in time, so that I could cut off the flow of the original energy, and in this way, the natal origin energy you left in my body did not play any role at all..."

"And that punch just now not only pierced you with the Soul Destroying Nail, but also sealed you, that is, you didn't control me, but I controlled you..."

When Nazha heard this, he vaguely remembered something, and at the moment when he broke through the opponent's iron guard, he clearly saw Mi Ke pretending to be in pain and covering his chest and pressing it a few times, thinking that it was because his natal instinct could control it, but he didn't expect that it was the other party who was sealing himself.

"Sure enough, you did it on purpose!" said Nazha.

"I said it, don't think that your Infernal Hell's Soul Separation Code is invincible in the world, and our Shura Hell's Soul Solidifying Code is also not to be despised by you, in order to hone my soul power, I suffered from the erosion of Yin Qi in Fuyin Mountain day and night, and wandered on the edge of life and death several times from level one to level nine, even if I don't rely on the Origin Technique, it is completely enough for my ninth-level soul power body to deal with you!"

"So, not only did you break through my defenses have no effect, but even the kick you kicked had no effect on me, and even more so the Soul Slayer Spike..."

When he listened to the last word of the other party, Nazha completely understood, according to what Mi Ke said, his ninth-level soul power was indeed not afraid of the Soul Exterminating Nail, and he also used the sealing technique to cut off the flow of original energy, even if the opponent was hand-to-hand combat, he would not be defeated at all, so he lost this duel from the beginning!

"I can't think of it, I can't imagine it, my Nazha also has this day!"

"You have too much murderous intent and want to put me to death, so I will plan to lure you into the urn and control his body in the way of others, and as for you, the person who is about to die doesn't need any watchdogs!"

After Mi Ke's words landed, he waved his sleeve robe slightly, and the crack Nazha who was kneeling opposite was like a fragile porcelain, shattered into pieces of residue out of thin air, and with a gust of breeze, it turned into a sky of light and dissipated into the air...

Countless eyes on the sidelines were all intertwined on the figure of the person on the field at this moment, and they couldn't understand how Mi Ke won from beginning to end, only to see that not long after the two fists and claws clawed, Nazha fell to his knees and quickly lost his soul!

"Oh my God, see, Miko won..."

"It's incredible, it's another punch..."

"Unbelievable, he's so strong, how the hell did he do it?"

The discussion in the crowd was like throwing a spark into a gunpowder pile, which quickly detonated the momentum of the audience, and it was unimaginable that Nazha, who was incomparably powerful in their hearts, was defeated by a punch from an opponent named Michael.

And this opponent was almost unknown before this fighting competition, and it can almost be said that he was not well-known, but it was such a person who solved the fight with only one punch per game, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed him at all.

The outcome is obvious, the person who bets on Miko is happy, and the person who bets on Nazha is crying, this is the charm of gambling.

Of course, although those realm cultivators outside the arena couldn't hear what they said in their previous conversation, they also saw some clues to some extent.

"It's actually a Soul Slayer Nail, this kid..." Bai Wuchang finally breathed a sigh of relief, this Soul Destroying Nail came from Fuyin Mountain, and Manzhu Sawa was also in Fuyin Mountain, thinking that when they went to find an antidote, they had collected some after refining their soul power by the way.

As the controller of Shura Hell, she knows very well that this soul destroying nail is not afraid of the soul body with strong soul power, and once any other soul creature touches it, there is no possibility of survival.

As good partners along the way, the four of them were still talking and laughing, and they believed almost 100% in Michael's victory, especially Mo San, who jumped three feet high with joy when he saw Nazha's soul flying away, which was completely disproportionate to his fat body.

He smiled strangely: "Haha, this emperor has bet all the spirit fruits this time, and this time he has made a lot of money..." After speaking, he looked at Kuyou and said: "Xiao Ku, accompany me to get the loot and divide your two spirit fruits..."

As soon as Kuyou heard that there was a spiritual fruit, he also learned Mo San's tone and shouted: "Haha, let's go..."

The master of the Infernal Hell was saddened, he did not leave, but stood in the distance and silently watched the place where the soul was scattered, and muttered: "Michael, if you destroy my plan, I will make you worse than dead!"

His voice was very small, and he turned to look at the fluttering figure in white clothes, and was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by a guy in a cloak, who asked, "Why, do you hate that guy named Michael so much?"

"It's your business, get out of here..." The controller of the Infernal Hell was already in a bad mood, and Nazha's death meant that he would no longer be able to get Bai Wuchang, and his previous efforts would be in vain, but at this time, there was a faceless outsider standing in front of him, and from the breath, it was only the late realm of the realm of the Realm Priest, so he was even more impatient and said: "Good dog doesn't get in the way, what kind of thing are you, you dare to block my way, do you know who I am?

The figure of the person opposite was completely hidden under the cloak, and he smiled and replied, "If I expected it to be true, you should be the master of the Infernal Hell, and also the person who teaches the Dharma of Nazha..."

"Hmph, since you know that you don't get out of the way, how can you interfere in my business, and if you don't move away, you're welcome..."

"I was just a spectator, but I never thought that what you just said let me hear, that zha died because his skills are not as good as others, and you, as a strong cultivator in the realm, want to make a move on Mi Ke, this is really unreasonable, the competition ring is life and death, are you not afraid of me passing it on if you do this?"

"A little realm warrior dares to threaten me, since you are not afraid of death, then I will fulfill you!"

The controller was about to make a move in anger, only to feel a sudden sharp pain in his back, and the man in front of him in the cloak revealed his true face at the same time, which was an extremely young and handsome appearance.

"Mi Ke is my brother, if you want to deal with him, I won't agree..."

With that, a delicate blade appeared in the young soul's hand, and when he smiled, he instantly cut the throat of the controller...