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"I knew you'd resort to tricks!" Ye Wudao sneered coldly and immediately swung his blade to block.
Bang!
Bang!
Three soul-suppressing nails fell to the ground.
However, another soul-suppressing nail struck Ye Wudao with the speed of lightning.
Bang!
Struck by the soul-suppressing nail, Ye Wudao felt as if he had been hit by lightning.
Pu!
Ye Wudao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale; "What kind of hidden weapon is this?"
Standing beside him, Shan Nu bent over, picked up a soul-suppressing nail, and immediately threw it away with trembling hands, his face horrified; "Master, this, this is a soul-suppressing nail! It's specifically used to suppress the soul of the Northern King and possesses an overwhelming murderous aura!"
"Hehe, Ye Wudao, you're as good as dead! Anyone who's struck by a soul-suppressing nail is bound to die!" The evil slave revealed a ferocious smile and fiercely struck at Ye Wudao with his palm.
Pu!
