Yuji stared at the man in front of him quietly, trying to see the traces in his eyes, but unfortunately, there was only calm in his eyes, a kind of calm that only stagnant water can only have, rippling in his eyes, as if a circle of ripples.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but she didn't speak. It was as if all the sentences to be said were stuck in the throat, turning into the thorns that stuck the breath one by one, sharp thorns.

"How often are you going to do it?" asked Yuhime.

Shi Yuan glanced at the sky and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, it's not the time yet." After a pause, he added, "Do you know when humans are most tired?"

Yu Ji subconsciously shook her head, even though she mostly appeared in human form, but when it came to human habits, she didn't know much, far less than the man in front of her who lived in the human world all year round.

Shi Yuan opened his mouth and said with a smile: "The most tired time for human beings should be when they are ugly, even if they are full of energy, they will fall into a low ebb when they are ugly. Both attention and control are significantly reduced. ”

"You're going to strike when you're ugly?" asked Yuhime.

"That's right. Shi Yuan replied in the affirmative, ugly time is a good time, isn't it? Everyone likes this time, everyone likes to doze off at this time, but for demon beasts, it is the most active time. ”

Humans are different from monsters, humans will be tired when they are ugly, and monsters will be excited, I don't know if this is the natural habit of monsters, or the instinct that has been passed down since ancient times, as long as it is ugly, the nerves of monsters will be tense.

You have to pay attention to everywhere around you, because if you are careless, you may never recover.

Humans need to find a high-sounding reason to kill their own kind, and monster beasts don't need any reason at all, they just need - blood.

Shi Yuan's eyes flashed with blood, and he felt his blood boiling little by little.

The moon is obscured by the clouds, and only a little blue light shines through the edge of the clouds. The green moonlight outlined Han Chuang's lonely silhouette, and he refused the kindness of Father Gu and Gu Xi'er to accompany him to the appointment, and chose to go to the appointment alone.

This is not unfounded, but justified.

In the face of the masters of the Soul Melting Period, whether it is Gu Xi'er or Gu Daddy, it is useless, it is better to be the only one, even if he is defeated, he can escape calmly.

Of course, Han Chuang didn't think that he would be defeated, his consistent pride made him full of confidence, not to mention, these six kings all had fatal flaws.

Just like what I said to Daddy Gu before, the Vulture King's attack power is not strong, the Gumu King is too balanced, resulting in mediocrity, the Lion King and the Wolf King's spiritual cultivation is not enough, the Red Python King and the Yin Yang King are not strong enough in their flesh, and although these six demon beasts are known as the Demon King, they are not much worse than the real Demon King.

Of course, this is not to be said to anyone, if it is said to people, especially the villagers of Mingxi Village, it will inevitably leave an impression of arrogance.

Han Chuang went to the appointment on time and came to the top of the mountain, where there was already a person waiting here.

The moonlight illuminated his silhouette, and it turned out to be a fat man two meters tall. A two-meter-tall person is already very oppressive, not to mention, this person is still a fat person. Standing in the distance, it looks like a black iron tower.

As soon as he saw Han Chuang coming, he immediately said loudly: "You are here, but you are quite punctual." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "It's not punctual, it should be in advance." ”

The fat man shook his head and said, "You are so like death?"

His meaning is very simple, Han Chuang's early arrival means early death.

This was a provocative sentence, but Han Chuang was not angry, not even annoyed, he just smiled casually and said, "I just think that if you come early, you can leave early." ”

The fat man laughed angrily: "Do you still think you can go?"

Han Chuang smiled: "I have always had this confidence. ”

The fat man restrained his smile and stared at Han Chuang coldly, "I hope your kung fu is as hard as your mouth." As soon as he finished speaking, he kept silent, let alone had any communication with Han Chuang, he stood in place, like a lifeless sculpture.

Han Chuang frowned, and thought to himself, "This fat man must be one of the six kings, who is it?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard an old voice in the air: "Red python fat man, I didn't expect you to come so early!"

Han Chuang suddenly felt a shadow overhead, followed by a cyclone from top to bottom, and he knew who the owner of this voice was.

Who else can attack from the sky, except for the Vulture King, who is good at flying.

He looked up to see a pair of huge wings obscuring the blue light, and a pair of sharp, barbed claws struck in the air.

I didn't see any movement from Han Chuang, as if he just lowered his head carelessly, and his paws brushed his scalp.

"Huh?" the Vulture King was surprised, and staggered past Han Chuang, turning into an old man in mid-air, and slowly falling to the ground.

"You're that Han Chuang?" he said straight after he landed.

Han Chuang looked at this old man with a sallow face and thin skin, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that he was the mighty nine-headed vulture before.

"If you mean that Han Chuang is about to compete with you, it's me. Han Chuang replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, with a warm smile on his face from beginning to end.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an enemy in his heart, the Vulture King could hardly help but feel a crush on him, and the moment this thought was born, it was snuffed out by the Vulture King.

"You're that Han Chuang? good! good! good!"

The vulture king said three "good" words in a row, one louder than the other, but also more disdainful than the other, as if he felt that meeting Han Chuang was an insult to him.

Han Chuang frowned and didn't say anything, he knew that no matter what he said at the moment, it was useless, the two of them would meet sooner or later, and when they did, he would naturally not show mercy.

The fat red python king said to the vulture king: "Old man Liu, why did you come so early?"

The vulture king squinted, and the wrinkles on his face were clustered together like a large bun full of wrinkles.

"Someone wants to die early, can I not come earlier" Two cold rays of light came out of the narrow gap, shooting directly into Han Chuang's eyes.

Eye sword!

In an instant, Han Chuang recognized the origin of this move, he had also encountered the eye sword at the annual meeting of the two groups that year, but the vulture king's eye sword was even more powerful, not only did it not need to gather momentum, but it was more awe-inspiring and obscure.

But will Han Chuang be defeated by this little eye sword? Joke, if he folded in this hand, he would not be qualified to come here at all.

Han Chuang was born to receive the Vulture King's two swords, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"But that's it. ”