he's a cat, demon

If there is no Zhao Mao, Feng Shi will be the most outstanding one among his peers, and he must have become a pivotal figure in the dog clan now, instead of walking for hundreds of years, the younger generation of dog monsters after returning to the clan no one knows his name surname.

Because of Zhao Mao's existence, Feng Shi has always had a nickname among his peers, called Wannian Er Er.

No matter what it is, he will always, always be a little short of Zhao Mao.

Over time, this almost became Feng Shi's demon.

It would be great if there is no Zhao Mao, this if Feng Shi's heart is slowly gnawing at his reason, until now, he and Zhao Mao are still well-known mortal enemies in the demon world.

If Feng Shi followed the normal growth trajectory of the dog monster, he would soon become the second only to the demon king and Zhao Mao in the dog clan, but his unwillingness made him finally choose to leave the dog clan and find another way to improve his strength .

This walk has been silent for hundreds of years.

Now, the demon king is dead, and all the demons in the dog clan have no leader. Feng Shi has returned, and he will fight for the last time with the mortal enemy he believes.

He will remove all obstacles that stand in the way of the duel between the two.

Although he was very surprised by Feng Shi's appearance, Zhao Mao's face was still calm and calm.

"You should know that I'm not interested in the battle of the eclipse moon." Zhao Mao knew what Feng Shi meant, but he didn't think he had the need to accommodate the other party at all.

Hearing his refusal, Feng Shi was not surprised, he sneered, and gently raised his right hand.

At the same time, Miao Wu, who was standing behind Zhao Mao, sensed a dangerous aura coming from behind. A vortex appeared out of nowhere behind him, and a hand stretched out from the vortex, pulling the clothes on his back, and dragged him to the ground. Drag in the vortex.

Zhao Mao discovered Fengshi's intention and turned around to hold Miao Wu, but he was a step too late.

"Zhao..." Miao Wu only had time to shout out a word before being swallowed by the vortex.

The vortex swirled and disappeared, and Zhao Mao's eyes darkened instantly. When he lowered his eyes to look at the wind, he stopped talking nonsense and made a palm like a wind.

He is not interested in the position of the demon king, nor in the battle of the eclipse moon. It does not mean that he does not have the ability to sit in that position, nor does it mean that he can be presumptuous in front of his eyes with a mere wind.

Facing his cold palm wind and the instantly soaring demonic aura, the smile on the corner of Feng Shi's mouth dissipated, and his expression suddenly became full of sternness: "Isn't this interesting?"

He turned around and rushed into the demon vortex behind him, heading towards the demon world, he wanted to completely defeat Zhao Mao in front of his clansmen.

After the two disappeared into the vortex, seeing the vortex gradually getting smaller, Feng Lin, who had fallen on the red carpet, barely got up, and took a step to catch up.

"Gee chi chi."

A burst of excited shouts came from behind, and the little chick who noticed the abnormality ran over from the backstage, looking for Miao Wu in panic.

Feng Lin lowered his head, picked him up, and jumped into the vortex of evil spirit.

After the vortex spinning in mid-air disappeared, the immobilized people regained consciousness. Looking at the mess in the hall and the people on the stage who were suspiciously searching for Miao Wu and Zhao Mao, the belated screaming and quarreling finally exploded.

When the human world was agitating for this big change, Zhao Mao was fighting in the demon world, and the sky was dark.

After hearing the news, the dog monsters who came to watch the battle watched for a while, and the few people with high combat effectiveness saw that something was wrong with Feng Shi.

"It's strange, logically, Feng's second child can't last so long under the general's hands."

"What's the situation now? Did Fengshi take medicine, or did the general regress?"

"The general won't lose, will he?"

"What are you thinking, how could the general lose to him."

"Anyway, we can't let Feng Shi become the Demon King, otherwise he will definitely lead everyone to die together..."

"Have some confidence in the general, the general will not lose."

……

No amount of discussion could reach the ears of the two fiercely fighting at this moment.

From the moment of the fight, Zhao Mao sensed that something was wrong with Feng Shi. His judgment at the beginning was not wrong. There is also a cold force entangled with his demon power, which is actually demon energy.

Demons and demons are not in the same way, what's more, demons and demons are opposites.

Demons are generally organized and disciplined groups, divided into ethnic groups, with concepts of good and evil, right and wrong, but demons are not. Demons exist because of obsession, and their behavior often ignores good and evil, and only seeks to satisfy their own desires.

Looking at the red light flashing in Fengshi's eyes from time to time, Zhao Mao frowned, and after kicking the opponent away once, he took out his long knife and mercilessly slashed at Fengshi who was coming up again from Yufeng.

After all, Zhao Mao had no intention of killing Fengshi in the first place, but since Fengshi has something to do with Mo, then he is no wonder.

As soon as Mochizuki's long knife came out, the blood moon in the sky was so bright that it was about to drop, and the knife gathered the spirits of heaven and earth from the demon world, and cut a deep blood stain on his chest in the wind.

"Put him back." Zhao Mao said to Feng Shi, who was lying on the ground, holding up the blood-dripping long knife.

Feng Shi: "Let people go? Who are you talking about?"

"The cat you forcibly pulled in from the human world." Zhao Mao's voice was cold.

"Forcibly?" Feng Shi laughed, "How do you know he didn't do it voluntarily?"

The tip of Mochizuki's long blade stuck to the neck where the blood was splashed when it was blown up, Zhao Mao repeated his previous words: "Put the person back."

"Heh." Feng Shi lowered his eyes and smiled, raised his right hand lightly, and a vortex of evil spirit appeared out of thin air.

A figure fell from it, it was Miao Wu who was dragged away by the wind in the human world earlier.

"Come here." Zhao Mao looked him up and down, and after making sure that he was not injured, he asked him to come behind him.

Miao Wu squinted at him for a while, then looked at Feng Shi who was pointed at by the long knife, nodded, and walked towards Zhao Mao.

"Zhao Mao, Zhao Mao, even after 100 years, you are still so naive." Feng Shi who was lying on the ground suddenly said.

Zhao Mao looked down at him, his eyes full of gloom: "This time you crossed the line, and the devil..."

Before he finished speaking, Miao Wu, who had already walked to his side, suddenly turned around, facing him face to face, holding his hand holding the moon-watching long knife with his left hand, and clawing out his right hand, savagely towards his ribs run through.

"You?" Zhao Mao looked at Miao Wu with shock in his eyes, the injury was not a big deal to him, but he never thought that the person who shot would be Miao Wu.

Although Zhao Mao reacted quickly, when Miao Wu made a move, he urgently circulated the monster energy to protect his internal organs, Miao Wu's fierce claws failed to penetrate his body, but still seriously injured him.

At the same time, Miao Wu's demonic energy soared, and within a short time of traveling through another world, Miao Wu's demonic power was hundreds of times stronger than when he was in the human world.

Zhao Mao didn't move, but Miao Wu, who had hurt someone, retreated quickly, and at the same time shouted to Feng Shi, who had just relieved his death trap, "Let's go!"

Zhao Mao gritted his teeth and caught up, thinking that Feng Shi must have done something to make Miao Wu so abnormal that he even hurt him.

But his speed was not as fast as Miao Wu's, and he could only watch helplessly as Miao Wu disappeared into the vortex of evil spirit when he took the upper hand.

From Miao Wu's attack to his departure, in just a moment, almost all the dog monsters watching did not react.

"Isn't that cat demon from the general's side?"

"What's the situation? What's the situation!"

"Fuck, the general is injured!"

The little chick, who was also watching not far away, fluttered his little wings anxiously, and shouted at Fenglin full of puzzlement: "Chick, chirp, chirp!!!!" What's going on, why did mother run away with the bad guys? ? ! !