Ying Zhangkong saw through the two idiots in front of him with a single glance.
A ninth level Spirit Reader Master, a sixth level Spirit Reader Master, oh, and the last one was a little girl who was a first level Spirit Reader Master.
What were they doing? Were the human spiritual force cultivators here to deliver food to them?
Ying Zhangkong carefully probed the surrounding area with his Divine Sense. After confirming that there were no other ambushes aside from the three fresh and delicious humans in front of him, saliva began to drip from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.
"Young Master, you just came out of seclusion. Haven't you never eaten the fresh flesh of the human race? Now, the opportunity has come!"
Ying Zhangkong pointed at Yang Fan and the other two in front of him, and softly said to the young eagle with a pair of blood-red eyes behind him, "Look at these three humans, their bone age is not more than twenty years old. One look and you can tell that they are the geniuses of the human race. Not only is their flesh and blood fresh and delicious, but their spirit energy is also extremely abundant.
The eyes of the young eagle called Young Master lit up. He licked his tongue and said, "Elder Chang An, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and capture them for this Young Master. Today, this Young Master wants to have a taste of human meat!"
On the other side.
Yang Fan and An Sheng's expressions were somewhat ugly.
They had actually been completely ignored by this person!
How preposterous! Who the hell was the prey? They were robbing, yet they didn't give them any face at all.
"Hahaha …" An Sheng suddenly laughed out loud and pointed at the Young Master Ying, as if he was looking at an idiot.
"I can't take it anymore, Brother Fan, I'm going to die from laughter!" Did you hear what that stupid bird said just now? It actually wants a Beast King to kill us in the Human Race's domain. Don't you think it's stupid? Stupid? "
"Do you really think that the Emperor's Appointment is just for show? Do you really think that all the human kings on the mountain are useless? Do you really think that they would let a Beast King of the Demon Clan act violently under their noses?"
As he spoke, An Sheng arrogantly took two steps forward and pointed at Ying Zhangkong. "Hey, Old Bird, your master has already spoken. Aren't you going to give this young master a go?"
"Come, come, come. This Young Master is standing right here. Feel free to attack. If I even frown and attack, then I'm your grandfather!"
"Come on, grandson. If you don't kill me today, you'll be my grandson!"
An Sheng struck first to gain the upper hand, actually taking the initiative to provoke the eagle-type beast king opposite him.
Yang Fan was speechless.
This fatty, in order to show his face in front of his fiancée, his entire person began to inflate. Look at how arrogant he is, he even stole the limelight from me.
This was originally the line that Yang Fan had prepared, but he didn't expect that little fatty An Sheng would beat him to it.
Shua!
The flying dagger in Yang Fan's sea of consciousness reappeared. The Big Dipper Stab turned into a silver light and hid in Yang Fan's hair. When necessary, Yang Fan only needed to move it, and it would quickly fly out to protect An Sheng.
Mu Qianqian was the same. Her spiritual power was ready to be unleashed, and she was on full alert. As long as the Beast King dared to attack, she would immediately soar into the sky and release her King-level aura, attracting the attention of all the human kings around her.
Ying Zhangkong's eyes flashed with killing intent, but he didn't fall for An Sheng's provocation. Not only did he not go up to Fatty An, he even took a step back and said to Young Master Ying in a low voice, "Young Master, this is your first time out of the mountain, so you might not be familiar with the situation outside. Listen to Old Eagle's explanation."
"There's no need." Young Master Ying waved his hand and said, "It's an agreement between kings. No matter how ignorant and inexperienced I am, I've heard of it. This fat but not greasy little fatty is clearly trying to provoke you. He wants to lure you into battle so that he can use the human Emperors or even Emperors to eliminate you. Is that right?"
Ying Zhangkong raised an eyebrow. He didn't expect Young Master Ying to see through him so quickly, "Young Master is wise. That is indeed the case."
"Just ten days ago, in the Northwest Guard Mansion of the Human Clan, two Emperor-level seniors of the Demon Clan died at the hands of the Human Clan's Emperor. Now is a sensitive period for both the Human Clan and the Demon Clan. It's really inappropriate for me to make a move here."
The death of two Emperor-level Demon Beasts in the Northwest Guardian Residence caused a great commotion and shock among the major tribes of the Demon Race.
This caused many Demon Emperors who used to act unscrupulously to become much more restrained. They no longer dared to act recklessly against human cultivators, lest they fall into the trap of the cunning humans and follow in the footsteps of their two Demon Emperors.
"Understood!" Young Master Ying said, "That's why I said you are useless now. You can only stay on the side and watch over us, preventing the human Emperors from acting against us. If this Young Master wants to eat these three delicacies, I will have to do it myself! "
Ying Zhangkong nodded again.
Although Young Master Ying's words were not pleasant to hear, they hit the nail on the head.
He believed that the two idiots in front of him should have seen through this point, which was why they became so unscrupulous.
Unfortunately, they had miscalculated. Young Master Ying was the strongest Seventh Grade Demon King in their Scarlet Hawk Clan. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was the strongest Demon Emperor below Kings.
Even if he, a Beast King, didn't make a move, Young Master Ying would still be able to deal with these two idiots and make them obediently become food in his stomach.
Ying Zhangkong was extremely confident in their Young Master.
Sure enough, Young Master Ying stepped forward and pointed at the three humans in front of him with contempt. He said arrogantly, "Enough, don't talk so much nonsense. Don't you just want to take this Young Master's spot in the secret realm? If you have the ability, then come at me!"
"Little Fatty, do you want to spar with this Young Master first?" Young Master Ying coldly glanced at An Sheng, who was standing at the front. He raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "This Young Master likes your figure. Fat but not greasy. It will definitely be very refreshing to eat!"
Being looked at so lecherously by Young Master Ying, An Sheng quivered and hurriedly retreated. "Wishful thinking! Haven't you heard of it? There's no need to use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. Against a little bird like you, there's no need for me to make a move! "
An Sheng scuttled behind Yang Fan with a swoosh and said with a flattering smile, "Brother Fan, I've already done what I can. Now, it's time for you, the main character, to go out and unleash your invincible prowess.
"Well done!"
Yang Fan raised his hand and patted An Sheng's shoulder, causing half of An Sheng's foot to sink into the ground. The corner of his mouth twitched in pain.
"You've made Master angry with your cheap mouth!"
Mu Qianqian was a little gloating. When An Sheng heard this, he immediately covered his chest with his hand. His heart was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.
Little Sister Qianqian, even you have learned bad things!
"Alright, stop pretending." Mu Qianqian rolled her eyes at An Sheng and said, "To be honest, I feel that Young Master Ying seems to have some background. His cultivation should be pretty good as well. Master shouldn't have any problems facing him, right?"
An Sheng shook his head indifferently and sent a sound transmission, "Put your heart into your stomach. It's not like you haven't seen Brother Fan's abilities before. Back then in Dai Xing City, he slaughtered almost a thousand Demon Kings by himself. He's so awesome that he's about to reach the heavens, how could he not be able to defeat such a little bird?"
Mu Qianqian nodded her head lightly. That's right, although her master wasn't a King Stage, the strength he had displayed in front of Dai Xing City that day was actually not weaker than any Level 1 Martial King.
No matter how strong that Young Master Ying was, he was only a Level 7 Demon King. Could it be that he was stronger than a Level 1 Martial King?
"Right now, you just need to keep an eye on that old bird. Don't let it find a chance to attack Brother Fan!" An Sheng whispered to Mu Qianqian, "These demon cubs have never been the kind of people who would obediently follow the rules. If they see the little bird defeated later, the old bird will definitely be anxious!"
"I know!" Mu Qianqian nodded her head vigorously, "If that Beast King dares to make a move, I'll run away immediately. I definitely won't let it catch me!"
An Sheng suddenly moved closer to Mu Qianqian and whispered, "Remember to bring me along when you run. I can't stay here and burden Brother Fan."
Mu Qianqian, "..."
This didn't seem to be one of the countermeasures they had just discussed, right? It wouldn't be good for them to leave their master behind and run away on their own, right?
"Don't worry, I'm trying to save rune treasures for Master. Such a good thing can't be wasted outside the secret realm, right?"
An Sheng stroked the top-grade talisman treasure in his pocket. Yang Fan didn't know how expensive the rice and firewood were. He was used to being a prodigal, so he, An Shuai, couldn't be like him.
Good steel should be used on the blade, and he refused to be a prodigal.
"Alright then. In any case, leaving you behind is indeed a burden."
Mu Qianqian thought for a while and nodded seriously.
The corner of An Sheng's mouth twitched: Little Sister Qianqian, actually you didn't have to say that last sentence.
Once again, he was looked down upon by his own woman. An Sheng's heart was stifled. During this trip to the secret realm, he had to break through as soon as possible. Even if he couldn't advance to a Spiritual Spirit Master, he definitely couldn't be as useless as he was now.
He wanted to shit, he wanted to paint the wall, he wanted to chase after the shit!
Pei pei pei, it should be him who worked hard. He wanted to be strong. He wanted to become an iron-blooded true man like Brother Fan. Yeah!
"Young Master!" Young Master Ying's lackey also stood up to join in the fun, "That piece of fat meat was right. There's no need to use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. Young Master, leave this meat in front of us to me!"
The lackey was full of confidence. He looked at Yang Fan with disdain, as if he was already looking at a dead man.
"Young Master, do you want to eat it raw or barbecue it? Do you want this subordinate to strip off his clothes and remove his fur so that he won't get stuck in my teeth later? "
The lackey softly asked Young Master Ying for instructions. However, the words that came out of his mouth made Yang Fan's handsome face instantly darken.
F * ck, eat it raw or barbecue it!
F * ck, strip it naked or remove its feathers!
Did he have to be so proficient in his work? Did he really think that he was a chef?
Yang Fan's heart was filled with killing intent. This eagle cub must have eaten a lot of human flesh in the past. He deserved to die!
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