At this moment, Shen Luo and his partner had fallen nearly twenty or thirty feet, not even three feet from the waterfall across from them. Hearing a noise behind him, he planned to throw Ying Luo towards the waterfall, and retreat himself. This move was extremely dangerous, but far better than being skewered by the Mad Leopard, facing certain death.
Just at the critical moment, a shrill screech came from above the waterfall!
A green shadow plunged down from the opposite mountain peak, a giant Azure Eagle with a golden feather crown on its head, its wings a few feet wide, and a pair of sharp claws under it, like sickles.
A tremendous pressure emanated from it, no less than that of the Mad Leopard, and a whirlwind rolled down from under its wings.
The Mad Leopard at the moment the giant eagle appeared, the golden light rolling in its mouth shrank, and its plunging figure paused.
