Chapter 384 Cut Off the Love! Cut Off the Body! Cut Me! After Three Sword Strikes,

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 burly middle-aged man with a heavy body and 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-level 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, I will never be a human being!"

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-eater quickly!"

"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 win even 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, the anger deep in his heart suddenly burst out 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, giving off 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.

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.

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

Chen Tao shouted 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 was like a galaxy hanging upside down, rushing out, directly hitting the weakest point of the Green Wolf King's body protection.

Every inch of the 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, 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 swords slashed, the Blue Wolf King's eyes instantly lost their former brilliance.

All the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness 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 Blue Wolf King felt that his heart became empty at this moment.

It seemed that all emotions and thoughts were taken away, leaving only a wasteland.

The originally blazing anger was like being watered by a cold spring.

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

The anger was as hot as a raging fire, enough to boil its blood, but now it did not even leave a trace of residual heat.

There was no desire for battle, expectation for victory, or even hatred for the human race, anger for the failure of the sneak attack, and obsession with the survival of the race...

Everything became so indifferent, as if he had seen through the turmoil and struggles in the world and had no interest at all.

Thoughts became ethereal and distant, as if staring at endless nothingness.

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

Whether it is the meaning of survival, the meaning of protecting the tribe, or even the meaning of challenging the human race, after these three swords, they are like stars falling, sinking into the bottomless abyss, and can never be touched again.

Its sense of existence gradually faded, as if it was about to merge into this vast land, turning into a breeze, a wisp of dust, drifting away with the wind, no longer clinging to anything.