The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 143 Joke
Or maybe, Wolf Eagle's breath-hiding method was never bad, he just concealed it deliberately. He was already known for his speed among the Qingcheng monsters. If he showed his ability to hide his breath, even with Ao Shan's protection, he would be too outstanding. What's more, the people he was hiding and guarding against also included Ao Shan. The sinister people would always think about hiding more. The more they hide, the more they will think about others with the greatest malice. Only when they hide enough, deep in their hearts, they may have a sense of security.

But when the benefits are really great, it is natural to release these hidden things.

brush!
The wolf eagle spread its wings on its back, stirring up a demonic wind, and stretched out its right hand, with demonic energy lingering on its fingertips. The palm changed into its original shape in an instant, and four fingertips popped out from the flesh palm. They were eerie and had the texture of sharp blades, like four knives lined up side by side, and they dug towards the sheep demon's chest.

The sheep demon seemed to have lost the power to resist. He was stunned. His body was limp in the air, as if he had lost his support. His eyes were out of focus. He looked unconscious and powerless. In addition, he was in a mess from head to toe. How could he still look like a great demon? He was just a tattered sack.

The wolf claw is in front, and the wolf eagle's body follows closely behind.

He immediately invaded within ten feet of the sheep monster.

The sheep demon did not respond.

Three feet.

The sheep demon still didn't respond.

One foot.

The sheep demon lowered his head and lowered his hands, completely defenseless.

The corners of the wolf eagle's mouth curled up, revealing viciousness. At this point, he no longer had any doubts in his heart, and he activated the demonic energy that he had reserved for defense without reservation. All of a sudden, the speed of his wolf claws increased by three times, leaving an afterimage, viciously wanting to dig out my heart with one claw.

one foot.

Then, it could no longer move forward. With a muffled "bang" sound, the wind suddenly stopped. It was stagnant for a moment, and then a circle of air force spread out violently in all directions, bending down again the ancient trees that had just stood up again.

A hand, bony and with knuckles as dry as firewood, stretched out at the critical moment and firmly grasped the wolf eagle's wrist. The wolf claw had already fallen on the sheep demon's chest. As long as it spit out, it would be able to cut out the still beating heart. But there was no chance anymore, and the demonic energy could not be spit out. A deeper and more condensed demonic energy pressed over with the thin and dry hand, suppressing the demonic energy on the wolf claw together.

Looking at the sheep spirit again, he no longer looked as dying as before. His falling trend had stopped. In an instant, his aura changed drastically. He still looked the same, but his aura was completely different. He straightened his body, and his eyes flashed with spirit for an instant: one part sarcasm, two parts ridicule, and the remaining seven parts were disdain.

The wolf eagle has already half transformed into its true form. Its right hand, which has turned into a wolf claw, is thick and ferocious. Together with the pair of wings behind it, its body looks even larger. But at this moment, such a huge body is weak inside.

On the other hand, the sheep demon, under his thin and small old appearance, was full of energy, and the sharpness inside was no longer hidden. He stood there, majestic and imposing.

not good!

In an instant, the wolf eagle's heart sank to the bottom, and he immediately wanted to break free, but as enjoyable and fierce as his previous attack was, the counterattack he received at this moment was just as frustrating and uncomfortable. The claw that pierced his heart with all his strength naturally left him no way to retreat. For a moment, let alone breaking free, even turning around was difficult to do. The huge force from his wrist pinned the wolf eagle to the spot.

There was a moment of bewilderment in the wolf eagle's eyes. Things developed too quickly, which was completely beyond his expectations. Whether in terms of realm or demonic energy, the sheep demon completely suppressed him. His only advantage in speed was also useless because he was controlled. In just a moment, the originally good situation took a sharp turn for the worse and became extremely bad.

But even so, the wolf eagle did not intend to sit still and wait for death. The trapped beast still fought. Seeing that he could not get his right claw free, he raised his left palm, and the demonic energy swirled like a knife. He tilted his body and chopped towards the sheep demon. The sheep demon had a smile on his face. He grabbed the wolf eagle's claw with his left hand and slapped out with his right palm to meet the wolf eagle's attack.

The two afterimages crossed in the air and were about to collide. A fierce light flashed in the wolf eagle's eyes. At the moment when the two palms were about to cross, he suddenly pressed down with his left hand, and it actually changed its trajectory. The palm knife that was originally supposed to chop towards the sheep demon changed direction and chopped directly towards his own right arm.

His original plan was not to attack the sheep monster, but to cut off his own arm!

A trapped beast fighting can only lead to its own destruction. The only way to survive is to cut off one's arm. Taking a step back will open up a new world. As long as he can free himself, he will have the advantage of speed again. Although he will lose his right hand, he may be able to escape with his life.

"what!"

The wolf eagle screamed, blood spurted out, and then something fell from the sky, and a cluster of bright red suddenly jumped up from the broken arm. But the restraint and forbearance that should have appeared in the wolf eagle's eyes did not appear. In an instant, the eyes changed several times, first with a sinister smile of success, then with astonishment, and then with disbelief...

"No!"

The screams echoed throughout the mountains and forests. The price of cutting off one arm did not bring about a new life.

The wolf eagle's broken right claw was still held by the sheep demon, so what fell?
Half of the wing fell off, along with a bunch of exploding down feathers, reflecting the despair in the wolf eagle's eyes. This was the last change in his eyes.

Just as the wolf eagle was about to slash at his right claw, the right palm of the sheep demon that had crossed paths with him also changed direction, gathering strength and directly tearing off half of his wing. The sheep demon's goal was never to stop his attack, but to aim at his wings from beginning to end.

"little tricks."

The sheep spirit had cold eyes and looked at the wolf eagle as if he was looking at a clown. After losing half of its wing, the wolf eagle lost its balance and swayed violently. Fortunately, his arm was broken and he was temporarily free from the restraints. He retreated several feet like lightning, and with the help of his demonic energy, he finally did not fall from the sky. Then, he turned around and was about to run away without even looking back, letting the blood drip from his broken arm and wings.

"Oh!"

The wolf eagle had no time to dodge the strong wind and was hit by it. Its body was knocked to the ground from the air, and a large cloud of dust rose up.

The sheep spirit's eyes were indifferent. The wolf-eagle had lost its wings and its speed advantage, and was already a fish on the chopping board.

“The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?”

The sheep demon chuckled and turned his head to look at the tiger demon and the bear demon. The tiger demon's body soared into the sky, with a majestic aura that shook the mountains and forests. He looked at this side coldly. On the other side, the bear demon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and approached him with a vigilant look on his face. It was obvious that the previous raid and joint attack were real and not a show. Now because of the appearance of the wolf eagle, a new tacit understanding was reached, and the tiger demon did not take action for the time being.

"We may be mantises, or even cicadas, but you can never be the oriole." There was a flash of sarcasm in the eyes of the sheep spirit.

"Why are you telling him all this? He's just a small character. Get rid of him quickly. This tiger is tougher than we thought. Didn't he just get promoted? It will be difficult to deal with him next time." The bear demon retreated and looked at the tiger demon with fear, and said in a buzzing voice. It was a fact that they were outnumbered two by one just now, and although the tiger demon had been on guard, they did not gain the upper hand.

"He's already a bird in a cage and can't run away. If we have this condition, why not let him die with a clear conscience?" The sheep demon said. He glanced at the bear demon, who immediately understood and began to secretly boost his demonic energy to suppress his injuries. "Puff!"

The wolf eagle spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up. Although his eyes were full of despair, there was still a trace of unwillingness in his deepest part. He raised a breath of demonic energy and still wanted to run, but he had not escaped just now. Now his injuries were more serious and he naturally had no chance. As soon as he moved, the sheep demon kicked him and knocked him to the ground. This kick was full of demonic energy and immediately made the wolf eagle unable to get up.

"No... How could it be..." Wolf Eagle spat out blood, his face lost and his eyes full of disbelief, "How could this happen? This shouldn't happen. How could I be so vulnerable?"

"Tsk!" The bear demon couldn't help but laugh. "You are just a first step in the Yuan Shen realm. How can you have the courage to overestimate yourself? You didn't even count to this extent."

"It was Ao Shan," the sheep spirit said, "I remember seeing Ao Shan practicing with him from a distance. I'm afraid this little thing has some kind of illusion. It's funny. He doesn't even use his brain to think about it. How could a great demon at the peak of the Yuanshen level not be able to defeat him in just a dozen moves?"

"Ao Shan...you hurt me..." In an instant, the wolf eagle's eyes turned red.

"That's about it," the bear demon looked at the sheep demon and said something punny, indicating that he had finished regulating his breathing. "This kind of clown can be amusing once in a while, but if you look at it for too long, it will make you sick."

"Yeah." The sheep demon nodded.

"How... did you find me?" Wolf Eagle turned his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on the sheep spirit, "I have practiced this breath-hiding technique for many years, and I think I have mastered it perfectly. Where did I let myself slip? Yes..." Wolf Eagle murmured, his eyes revealing deep hatred, "It was Ao Shan. I was wondering how he could be so kind to teach me the technique. It turns out he had a hidden trick. I felt a little guilty at first, but now it seems that it was wise to act at that time!"

"You really are good at deceiving yourself."

The sheep demon shook his head in amusement.

"Poor Ao Shan, he was a hero in his lifetime, but he fell into the hands of a jerk like you. I don't know why he treated you so well. He passed on this breath-holding technique, which was his best secret, to you. It seems that you should be a little selfish when you are a demon, otherwise you will be betrayed and die at the hands of the demon you cultivated. I don't know what happened to Ao Shan... No, his soul has been scattered and there is no afterlife."

The sheep demon walked closer and looked down at the wolf-eagle.

"As expected, being close to others will make monsters dull and lose their judgment. Your secret method of restraining your energy is indeed ingenious. I'm afraid it can even be hidden from immortals. But it's a pity, do you think you are extremely smart? Your thoughts are almost written directly on your face. After all, we have lived for so long. If we can't see through your secret method, can we see through your self-righteousness? Monsters are not afraid of not being smart, but they are afraid of thinking they are smart. You have only lived for a few years and have experienced so many things, but you want to learn from others to gain the upper hand."

The sheep demon sneered, and lowered his palm, slapping the wolf-eagle's forehead cleanly and neatly.

"Well, go to hell, Ao Shan. I'll kill him, and it won't be in vain that we met each other."

Despite the evil wind, the wolf eagle still refused to give up and tried to struggle, but the outcome was already determined. With a "bang", his head suddenly became pitch black the next moment.

Only a tiny ray of light was still flickering in the darkness, and countless past memories, those that should have been forgotten and could not be remembered, emerged one by one like a kaleidoscope of light.

Wolf Eagle saw that at the beginning Ao Shan tried his best to fight him every time, and then beat him until he was covered with wounds.

When did the resentment first begin?

Probably that was the time.

Later, Ao Shan seemed to realize this, he began to reduce his strength, and he could hold on to his hand for longer and longer periods of time. He thought he had made obvious progress, so when he asked him about it, he just smiled. It turned out that a smile meant this.

He taught him his secret method and said meaningfully: "If you can't beat him, just hide it."

after that……

"why?"

Under the rolling thunder, Ao Shan looked over for the last time. Why didn’t he see clearly at that time?
There was anger and confusion in this look, which eventually turned into confusion, but there was no resentment.

big brother...

The wolf eagle opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Only a string of blood foam flowed out of his mouth. He held his breath, trying to stop it, but it choked his trachea and he had to open his mouth weakly again.

Life gradually fades away.

The wolf eagle understood that he was probably going to die.

"I killed him, so this demon pill belongs to me..." A faint voice sounded in my ears, becoming weaker and weaker, until finally nothing could be heard.

The wolf eagle is dead.

The sheep demon's hands were covered in blood, but he didn't care at all. He shook the steaming demon pill that he had just dug out, and a few drops of blood fell off, then he turned his hand and picked it up.

On the ground, the wolf-eagle's body transformed and turned into its original form, a giant wolf with wings.

"You are lucky. You have picked up a magic pill for free before the real show even begins." The bear monster was a little envious, but he had no objection. To them, the magic pills of the Yuanshen realm, although not really good things, were definitely currency.

"Since you are willing to kill, it seems that you have also calmed down your breathing." The voice of the tiger demon came.

"Lord Tiger King has tolerated our procrastination until now. It must have been a difficult time for him just now, and his blood and energy must have been shaken." The sheep spirit narrowed his eyes and said. It turned out that this procrastination was not only to allow himself to recover, but also a test.

"Now that things have come to this, why are you still talking about this? This dragon is right here. Either you kill me and my demon pill and this dragon will be yours, or your demon pill will be mine!"

(End of this chapter)