Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Soul Slayer Nail

For so many years, the controller of the Infernal Hell has not only trained Nazha in the magic, but also instilled him in his thoughts, establishing himself as a victim in the struggle for power, not only saying that the controller of the Shura Hell has no one in his eyes, and he will hurt him for a trivial matter, but also makes sarcastic remarks, saying that the other party looks down on the Infernal Hell's Soul Separation Code and so on.

His rhetoric about sowing discord completely refers to the fact that the deer is a horse and makes up nonsense, and its purpose is to make Nazha sprout hatred from the beginning, and even the pursuit of power.

And Nazha himself, out of trust in the person in control, has been infected by such lies for a long time, so he was naturally completely brainwashed, which led to a ruthless attack at this fighting law conference and especially targeted Mi Ke, who represented the Shura Hell.

"I just need a watchdog there, and this position is just right for you, but it's a pity that we have a word first, and the battle of life and death is worth your life, so I'm sorry, you don't even have the qualifications to be a dog now!"

Nazha couldn't get used to seeing Mi Ke always looked down on him before, in countless battles, his life creed is to kill and never let go, and if you can't kill, the other party will become a puppet, and the achievement of this life and death is based on the Soul Separation Code, as long as the natal instinct separated by the person who cultivates this technique is into the body, it is basically equivalent to becoming fat on the chopping board, and it is slaughtered by others.

Thinking about being the opponent of the last battle of this Dharma Fighting Conference, even if Mi Ke has the ability, it will be useless, because he has two natal instincts in his body that belong to Nazha, and even whether he is alive or dead can't help himself...

The corners of Nazha's mouth were raised very high, and he knew that as long as he killed the guy in front of him, he would definitely become the favored candidate of the Soul King, so he directly raised his palm when he spoke, and his five fingers were bent, and his palm was a claw, and he took Mi Ke's head directly.

The finger claws are like iron hooks with the sound of whistling wind from top to bottom, and just when they are about to stab into the opponent's head, Mi Ke, who has been lying on the ground and not moving, suddenly jumped up reflexively, facing the surprised eyes, and punched hard, the speed of the fist was like light, and it was not biased to collide head-on with the oncoming claws.

The cold cold light flashed between the fingers of the fist, drawing a fleeting streamer in the air where the two of them stood, and the sound of the impact of the fist and claw sounded clearly, and Nazha immediately clasped his five fingers, holding Mi Ke's fist to death, and asked in a cold voice: "Why can you still act on your own?"

"Why can't I do it myself?"

"Impossible, you've been banned by me, how could you..." Nazha clearly separated two wisps of natal origin energy into Miko's body, one to control the chest primordial crystal, and the other to control the soul of the spine, it stands to reason that the opponent should lose all other body functions except for sound consciousness and active limbs.

However, at this time, he clearly felt that although Mi Ke did not use the Origin Technique, the punch through the soul body itself was still full of power.

This is completely different from the scene he is familiar with, an opponent who is controlled in two key soul tricks can not only turn over and take off, but also punch back, this is too abnormal, Nazha frowned, and couldn't figure it out.

At this time, the audience on the scene saw this scene and invariably let out an exclamation of "oh", at first they saw that the two relied on magic to attack quite equally, but later after hand-to-hand combat, they found that Nazha had the upper hand, Mi Ke fell to the ground and was obviously invincible, the ring was changing rapidly, and it was equivalent to losing more than half of it if they were knocked down, but when most people thought that the outcome of the game had been decided, Mi Ke, who had been lying on his stomach, suddenly got up and counterattacked, and a sharp punch made those who bet on him cry with joy.

Being able to fight back means that you still have the ability to continue fighting, and the game will be able to return to the starting point again, which is the happiest thing for those who are spectators.

Outside the field, all the realm cultivation masters frowned when they saw this scene.

Especially Bai Wuchang, because of the incident back then, she was too familiar with the tricks of the Soul Separation Codex, if it wasn't for her desperate resistance at that time, and the time was delayed until the evening, maybe she would have been tainted by the controller of the Infernal Hell.

So when the battle between Mi Ke and Nazha had just begun, she watched the every move of the two people on the field intently, but the moment she saw Mi Ke being kicked and knocked to the ground, Bai Wuchang had a trace of bitter despair in her heart.

She knew very well what it meant once the opponent's natal energy entered her body, and she wanted to remind her loudly, but in order not to interfere with the player's game, a special barrier was set up in the entire ring, and the sound inside could be heard, but the sound outside could not be transmitted at all.

But under such despair, something unexpected happened to Bai Wuchang, Mi Ke actually reflexively fought back when Nazha's fatal blow came, and from the momentum point of view, it was not weak at all, which made her surprised and wondered, was that guy not controlled?

Compared with the two masters, Kuyou and Mo Sang are quite calm, although they don't know the principle of the Soul Separation Codex, but after getting along with Mi Ke for so long, they naturally know that he hasn't really exerted his strength at all, and the basis for judging is the Galaxy Light Ball or the Sealing Spell, as long as these two things don't see Mi Ke perform, it means that he is absolutely fine, so even watching Mi Ke be kicked over, several of them are still talking and laughing.

Mo San: "Hehe, that kid is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger again..."

Moshu Dao Chang: "Agreed, with his urine, he must still let Nazha..."

Kuyou: "Eun, Best Actor..."

Cangmei Abbot: "He likes to hang people's appetite the most, I'll drop a good one..."

Later, when Miko turned around and punched, several people laughed even more.

Bai Impermanence: "······"

And the whole Fighting Fa Conference has reached this point, except for Nazha, the most incomprehensible thing is the controller of the Infernal Hell, at first he has been smiling confidently, but now with a gloomy face, standing alone in a remote corner of the crowd, looking at the two people in the arena with fists and claws.

"No way, Nazha is sure to put his natal energy into that kid's body, there's no doubt about that, but why can he still get up?"

He whispered to himself, thinking to himself that if it weren't for the fact that the game wasn't over, he would have liked to go and see it himself.

In the middle of the field, Mi Ke looked at Nazha's surprised expression and said lightly: "What's impossible? Do you think that your Infernal Hell's Soul Separation Code is invincible in the world?"

He didn't speak quickly, but he spoke loudly, and under his natural expression, the corners of his mouth showed a shallow arc intentionally or unintentionally, but in Nazha's eyes, this was a mockery, a naked mockery, a mockery of successful schemes······

"So you're pretending!" Nazha's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't understand it, even if Mi Ke had any means that he didn't control himself, it didn't mean that he could defeat himself, not to mention that the other party's statement at this time was almost admitted, didn't that mean just reminding himself?

So he continued: "I don't understand what you're doing this for, if you want to win the game, you should kill me before I know it, instead of revealing something that I don't control, so do you think I'll give you a chance?"

"Proud idiot, are you talking about yourself?" Michael asked rhetorically.

"I'm talking about you, do you think I'm going to sit still?"

"It's not sitting still, it's already dead..."

Miko's smile brightened when he said this, which undoubtedly dropped another bombshell in the heart of Nazha, who had already set off the stormy waves.

Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, he continued: "I will never be merciful to the person who wants to put me to death, although your Infernal Hell's Soul Separation Code is powerful, but I know it well, you wanted to use the spell to hit the natal energy into my body, but after finding that it didn't work, he took a close shot, this seems to be a logical tactic to coax the ordinary spectators around it, but it is impossible to deceive me..."

"I turned on the defense and deliberately let you break it, the purpose is to make you think that you have succeeded, this is one of them, and then I hit you in the leg is also my intention, this is the second; of course, the third and most important point is that you miss the mouth of the face when you think I have lost my original ability, and the slap is to finally provoke you to make a special introduction..."

"The above three points combined, coupled with my wonderful performance, you must think that I will be at your mercy, so in such a situation, you will completely let go of your mind to put me to death, which also gives me the opportunity to punch back..."

Hearing this, Nazha was even more puzzled, and he snorted coldly and asked, "What if it's a trap you set on purpose?" Is it just to let me down my guard and watch you return with a harmless fist?"

"No harm?" Mike laughed wildly when he heard this, "You still don't believe that you are a fool who is too proud, in my eyes you are already a dead thing, and what killed you was this harmless punch in your opinion, don't you feel it?"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but push the clenched fist between his claws a few more times, and at this moment, the expression on the latter's face suddenly changed drastically.

An extremely cold yin qi poured into the opponent's claws from the fist under Mi Ke's control, and at this time, Nazha was shocked when he sensed it, and quickly let go and pulled his arm back, only to see that the palm did not know when a hole was pierced, and those piercing yin qi poured in from this wound and swam along the meridians in the body to the whole body.

"What did you do to me?" Nazha trembled all over, an extremely cold cold that wanted to tear the entire soul body apart, he didn't have time to think about it, and quickly activated all the original energy in his body to resist.

"It's too late, the moment we hit each other, the yin qi has already entered your body, I just saw that you didn't realize it and urged it a little more, if you didn't have murderous intentions towards me, all this wouldn't have happened, you just took the blame!"

Mi Ke put away his smile and opened his fist, only to see a small pointed tip that shimmered with cold light exposed, and he took it in his hand and put it to his mouth and blew it, as if he was disgusted by the breath that remained on it.

The tiny tip exuded the smell of death, and the cold wafted from there, lowering the temperature around him a lot, and Nazha saw it in his eyes, only to know that this thing had been sandwiched between Miko's fist fingers, and he was pierced by the exposed tip of his palm.

He pressed the wound tightly and asked with a shudder, "This..." What is this... Stuff?"

Mi Ke raised his head carelessly, put the thing into his arms, and replied indifferently: "I don't know if you have heard of the Soul Destroying Nail, if not, you can open your eyes before you die..."