Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 278
Wu Qingcang pulled out the Shura Excalibur that Yang Jian had stuck aside, it shouldn't be so easy for a normal blade to cut through Yang Jian's skin.

Wu Qingcang flicked the blade of Shura Excalibur with his fingers first, and warned, "Be honest, don't make any small moves for me, otherwise what I said is not a joke."

Asura Excalibur pretended to be dead and generally didn't respond, and Wu Qingcang didn't say anything, as long as he didn't make small moves.

Wu Qingcang held the Asura Excalibur. Although he didn't know how to use a sword, it was no problem to use it to cut a piece of meat. Well, Yang Jian was almost like a piece of meat.

"Don't move around, or I won't be responsible for cutting it crooked." Wu Qingcang gestured behind Yang Jian with Shura, as if he was thinking about where to start.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle, it's not your flesh, what are you afraid of." Yang Jian urged.

Before the words fell, the cold sword edge pierced into Yang Jian's flesh and blood, causing Yang Jian's body to tremble subconsciously. This guy must have done it on purpose, so suddenly.

The Shura Excalibur was moving in Yang Jian's flesh and blood, this kind of pain was tolerable to Yang Jian, it was nothing.

Wu Qingcang's movements were also very careful, his hands were steady, and the sword's edge lightly slid across Yang Jian's bones, and the position was reached.

"No."

The two words fell into Yang Jian's ears, and Yang Jian didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy.

Wu Qingcang carefully pulled out the Asura Excalibur, rubbed some ointment on Yang Jian, and then put on a simple bandage.

Even if such an injury is ignored, it will not take long for Yang Jian to recover with his physical strength. Wu Qingcang also knows this, so he just bandaged it casually.

Wu Qingcang directly threw the Asura Divine Sword aside, just in time to insert it into the ground again, there was another faint blood light flashing on the Asura Divine Sword, but he quickly recovered his calm.

Wu Qingcang clapped his hands, picked up a skewer of barbecue, and said while eating, "It seems that the attached spirit bone is not a real entity, but a manifestation of energy."

"Yes, but I did see it, and I also felt it growing in my body." Yang Jian had already put on his clothes.

"After all, this is just your perception, and who can say about energy? It may be that the energy manifestation of the external spirit bone is special, or it may be that you are special.
Well, it is also possible that this energy knew that we had to look at it, and it disappeared directly. After all, the physical body or bone is also a manifestation of energy.

Just kidding, don't be so serious. Anyway, if it's just energy, it shouldn't affect the overall balance of your physical body. Why are you thinking about it now? Just keep eating. "

Although Yang Jian still had some worries in his heart, he still nodded and accompanied Wu Qingcang to drink and eat meat.

The two took turns grilling the barbecue, drinking and eating meat while chatting about the world, and the chats were not about big things, but more about trivial matters.

Yang Jian drank three bottles of forgetting sorrow, Wu Qingcang only drank one bottle, and after that Wu Qingcang refused to take it out again.

Yang Jian didn't know if he was a little drunk or so, he used all kinds of means to drink, and he didn't pay attention to any image in front of Wu Qingcang, no matter whether he was pretending to be pitiful or threatening or lure, Wu Qingcang never let go.

Although Wu Qingcang brought out other good drinks, but compared with Wang Youyou, the gap is still not small.

But Wu Qingcang said that there was no more, and Yang Jian also used all the methods that Yang Jian could use. In the end, the two of them also drank a lot of other wines.

Yang Jian was a little curious about how big Wu Qingcang's soul tool was, and how much wine he put in it.

Until the sky lightened slightly, the two had almost eaten their food, and ended a barbecue that lasted all night.

Wu Qingcang drank the last sip of wine in the bottle, threw the bottle heavily into the distance, put his hand on Yang Jian's shoulder and asked, "Are you drunk?"

Yang Jian also half leaned on Wu Qingcang, shaking his head, "No."

"Okay, let's keep going!"

"it is good!"

The two staggered into the air, and after flying out for a long time, the two supported each other and flew back.

It wasn't that he suddenly wanted to rest, it was that Yang Jian forgot to take his things, and the Shura Excalibur was still stuck on the island alone.

Yang Jian went to pull out the Asura Excalibur, while Wu Qingcang went to tidy up his things, such as the barbecue grill and seasoning table.

After Wu Qingcang finished packing, he asked again, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone."

"Then go!"

"go!"

This time the two got better, at least they didn't falter when they flew.

Wu Qingcang hooked Yang Jian's shoulders, almost hanging his whole body on Yang Jian's body, Yang Jian looked helpless.

"Can you go by yourself?"

"No, I'm so dizzy, I'm going to fall into the sea by myself."

Yang Jian helplessly took Wu Qingcang to fly, although it was not heavy, but Yang Jian felt that this posture was very awkward, but Yang Jian really had nothing to do with Wu Qingcang.

If you drink too much, you will become like a child, and you will become addicted to vegetables.

Wu Qingcang hooked Yang Jian's shoulders, and closed his eyes slowly, as if he was about to fall asleep. Yang Jian also really admired Wu Qingcang for falling asleep like this.

Last night Wu Qingcang was still yelling, saying that he had never been drunk once in his life, and now he is like this.

Chaoyang was slowly climbing up the sky, Yang Jian had been flying for a long time, Wu Qingcang suddenly opened his eyes, let go of the arm that was hooking Yang Jian, and fell directly into the sea.

This process was too fast, Yang Jian looked dreamy, but he didn't worry about Wu Qingcang, Yang Jian had to hang in the air and wait for him.

After Wu Qingcang fell into the sea, he sank directly to the bottom of the sea. Obviously, he couldn't have fallen by accident. It seems that he must have discovered some soul beast again.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian summoned his eyes and looked down at the bottom of the sea. Wu Qingcang's body was also extremely flexible in the sea, as if his drunkenness had completely dissipated.

And the position below Wu Qingcang happened to be an ocean abyss, and Yang Jian roughly estimated that it was at least five to six thousand meters deep.

And Wu Qingcang's goal should be in that sea abyss, and Yang Jian's eyes also discovered that there are many sea soul beasts in the sea abyss.

And they are not weak, at least at the level of more than 10 years. Yang Jian just glanced at them and found three or four soul beasts that might be [-] years old.

The density of high-level soul beasts in this sea abyss is frighteningly high, and it is likely to be the lair of a certain ethnic group. I don't know how Wu Qingcang found such a place in the air.

Before Wu Qingcang approached that abyss, several surrounding ten-thousand-year-level soul beasts had already actively surrounded Wu Qingcang.

These soul beasts are similar to squids, but they are countless times larger than squids. The body of the ten thousand year class is nearly 20 meters long.

Those tentacles are even more astonishing, they are three to four times the length of the body, and there are at least a dozen of them. Such a control-type soul beast, and it is still in the deep sea, Wu Qingcang may be a little difficult to deal with.

However, Yang Jian was not in a hurry to make a move. Since Wu Qingcang was on the move by himself, he must be confident. Yang Jian still had some trust in Wu Qingcang.

The fact is indeed the case, Wu Qingcang's body seems to have not received the slightest resistance in the sea water, and it is still amazingly fast.

With one punch, the huge head of the nearest squid exploded directly, and the remaining squid seemed to be petrified, and they didn't move for a while.

Wu Qingcang didn't go to deal with these 10-year-old minions either, and directly dived in a straight line. He only saw the existence of more than [-] years in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)