Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil!

Chapter 384 Killing love! Behead yourself! Kill me! After three swords, everything returns to nothingness! The Green Wolf King has fallen!

On the other side, many powerful people who were at the peak of the ninth level of Great Xia witnessed this scene, and they were all filled with indignation and rage.

The anger in his eyes was burning, like the fury of thunder, bursting out uncontrollably.

An old man with white beard and hair, wearing a black robe with gold trim, stared at the arrogant and domineering ninth-level beast king with his eyes like a torch, and sternly rebuked him.

"What a damned beast! How dare you rely on your own advanced cultivation to bully the small with the big one. There is no morality at all. It is simply self-destruction!"

Another tall, middle-aged man with a heavy sword on his back.

His face was twitching, and he was waving the iron fist in his hand to fight off the other two ninth-grade beast kings, while gnashing his teeth and cursing angrily.

"A majestic ninth-grade beast king has lost all his conscience to embarrass an eighth-grade grandmaster. What's even more despicable is that he uses such despicable means as sneak attacks!"

"Beasts are beasts, and they will never be able to get rid of the despicableness and cunning in their hearts!"

There is another middle-aged strong man with a handsome face and elegant temperament. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, and his brows were full of determination. He pointed in the direction of the beast king and said coldly.

"You bitch, if you have the guts, fight me head-on to see who is stronger. If I don't kill you, you beast, with one strike, I will never be a human again!"

At this moment, the hearts of these ninth-grade powerful men in Great Xia were filled with anger and contempt for the shameless beast king.

Every word and every movement declares their anger to heaven and earth.

But on the other side, the beast kings who were dueling with them were even more excited, as if they had seen some way to confuse these opponents, and they all started to support them.

"Hahaha... Blue Wolf King! Kill that blood food now!"

"Yes, yes! Kill that guy! How dare you resist the great dragon clan's conquest! I don't know what to say!"

"You dare to be distracted in the decisive battle with us. Instead of worrying about that ant, you should think about your current situation."

"..."

All kinds of words to attack the strong men of Great Xia were spoken from the mouths of these ninth-level beast kings.

From the beginning of the duel, they found that it was a bit difficult to fight. With such an opportunity to stimulate their opponents to make mistakes, they naturally would not let it go.

Among them, some of the beast kings with relatively high intelligence used aggressive tactics against the Blue Wolf King who made a sneak attack.

"Blue Wolf King, have you tried too hard on my concubine before? Why are you so weak?"

"That's right! You can't even defeat an eighth-level ant immediately. It's simply a shame for the ninth level."

"But be careful, don't let the blood eaters kill you. By then, the entire Green Wolf Clan will become a laughing stock in the world of mountains and seas."

"..."

After hearing this, the Green Wolf King, who was already burning with anger, instantly burst out of the anger deep in his heart like a volcano erupting.

The burning hatred completely swallowed up its reason.

He was already overwhelmed by endless anger, and now he fell into an unextricable violent state.

Except for the desire to kill, everything in the world has turned into nothingness in its eyes.

The Blue Wolf King's pupils, which originally shone with cunning and ferocity, were now dyed blood red with raging anger.

Like two bloody rubies, they shine brightly in the darkness, revealing a terrifying and fierce light.

At this moment, it stared intently at Chen Tao, the eighth-grade peak grandmaster in front of it. The resentment and determination in its eyes were like substance, almost able to penetrate the other person's body and reach the depths of his soul.

The fangs were as sharp as knives and gleaming, and every breath brought out waves of deep roars, with traces of saliva hanging on the edges of the fangs.

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It was derived from the desire of wild instinct and the nervousness about to attack, and it also showed the extreme contempt for the enemy and the undisguised murderous intention.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The deafening howl of wolves echoed in the valley, like thousands of troops galloping forward, and like the wails and lamentations between heaven and earth.

As the sound fell, the Green Wolf King no longer hesitated and moved.

It was as if a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and with incomparable determination, it rushed towards Chen Tao regardless of his own safety, vowing to tear this ant-like existence into pieces.

at the same time.

The eighth-grade Grand Master Chen Tao has a figure as tall and straight as a green pine, a face as calm as still water, and the indifference in his eyes as if he has seen through the turmoil and emotional entanglements in the world.

He held the long sword that had accompanied him for countless years in his hand. The sword glowed with a cold and deep light under the moonlight, as if it carried endless vicissitudes and stories.

"Heaven's Love-Destroying Sword Technique—The Sword of Killing Love!"

Chen Tao drank in a low voice, the tip of his sword trembling slightly.

A flash of cold light ripped through the darkness like the dawn of dawn, pointing directly at the emotional constraints deep in the Blue Wolf King's heart.

That sword seemed to cut off all the emotional entanglements in the world, ruthlessly and decisively.

Immediately afterwards.

"The Sword Technique of Heaven's Way to Destroy Love—The Sword of Killing the Body!"

The power of the sword suddenly intensified, and the sword energy rushed out like a galaxy hanging upside down, directly hitting the weakest point of the Green Wolf King's body protection.

Every inch of sword light was precisely targeted at the fatal point, as if even the air was cut into pieces by the sharp sword intent.

at last.

"Heaven's Love-Destroying Sword Technique—The Sword that Kills Me!"

Chen Tao's figure flew quickly, and his sword merged into one, turning into a dazzling sword light and heading straight towards the Green Wolf King.

This sword is not only slashing at the opponent, but also slashing at oneself.

Cut off all hesitation, fear and weakness, and show the demeanor of a great master who cares about no one but himself and regards death as home.

After three sword cuts, the Green Wolf King's eyes instantly lost their former glory.

All the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the world seemed to be cut off by these three swords, like a flame covered by ice and snow, extinguished silently.

At this moment, the Green Wolf King felt that his heart became empty at this moment.

It was as if all the emotions and thoughts had been taken away, leaving only desolation.

The anger that was originally burning seemed to be watered by a cold spring.

It cooled and dissipated in an instant until it disappeared without a trace.

The anger had once been as hot as fire, enough to boil its blood, but now there was not even a trace of warmth left.

There is no longer any desire for battle, expectation for victory, even hatred for the human race, anger over the failure of the sneak attack, and obsession with the survival of the race...

Everything has become so indifferent, as if he has seen through the chaos and struggles in the world, and has no interest at all.

My thoughts become ethereal and distant, as if I'm staring into endless nothingness.

The inner world is like a vast starry sky, silent, without direction, goal, or meaning.

Whether it is the meaning of survival, the meaning of protecting the ethnic group, or even the meaning of challenging the human race, after these three swords, it is like the falling of stars, sinking into the bottomless abyss, and can no longer be touched.

Its sense of existence gradually fades away, as if it is about to merge into this vast land, turning into a wisp of breeze or a touch of dust, drifting away with the wind, no longer attached to it.