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Chapter 982 Large Shura Field

At this time, Qinglong (Song Jiang) also looked extremely ugly, but he immediately calmed down and said, "Yang Jian... you have one more eye than others, can't you see that the monster here is someone else?"

After hearing this, Yang Jian looked at the people present, and finally set his sights on Lu Wu, who was full of evil spirit. At this time, even without opening his third eye, Yang Jian could see that the other party had been possessed by a demon. His face suddenly changed, and then he pointed at Qinglong's nose and cursed, "I didn't expect that you still have a demon heart. It's fine if you become a demon yourself, but why did you lead Lu Wu astray?!"

Qinglong was almost furious when he heard what Yang Jian said. He thought, "If a thing becomes a demon, it must be related to me, right? Are you blind with such a big candle dragon standing next to you?" Before Qinglong could open his mouth to defend himself, the three-pointed double-edged sword that had just been stuck in the ground instantly returned to Yang Jian's hand. He immediately circulated his true energy and was about to attack Qinglong again...

At this time, Baihu (Mengzhe) grabbed Yang Jian and scolded him coldly, "Are you crazy? You won't save Xiaotian? What did you say before we came in?!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian raised his neck and said, "It is my duty to eliminate demons and defend the way of justice. Xiaotian will support my choice if he knows the existence of this monster..."

Baihu was immediately furious, wondering how Yang Jian's brain could become like a rusty bearing at the critical moment, and why couldn't it turn? He wanted to scold him, but with the enemy at hand, it was not appropriate to turn hostile in front of the battle.

Zhulong was naturally happy to see this situation. He stood by with his arms folded and said, "Master Erlang is indeed very righteous. However, this is a feud between you two, and it is not convenient for me to get involved... But don't worry, this space is very large, and it is definitely enough for you to do whatever you want, even moving mountains and filling the sea will be no problem."

It goes without saying that Zhulong is very capable. He ranks number one on the list of ancient mythical beasts. Even the White Tiger and the Azure Dragon in their prime may not be his match. Although he now has the help of Yang Jian, this guy still grabbed the Azure Dragon at the critical moment, which made the White Tiger so angry that he wanted to lift up his skull and pour boiling water into him to make him wake up quickly!

It's not that Qinglong can't fight now, but he has limited spiritual power left. It's not worth wasting it on Yang Jian. So he suppressed his anger, looked at Yang Jian and said, "The matter between you and me was settled a thousand years ago. Why are you so aggressive today?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian held his double-edged sword horizontally and said, "End it...? You made me a joke back then, can you solve it with just the word 'end'?"

Qinglong was speechless and said, "Brother, can you please figure it out? It was you who killed me in the first place? How could I make you a joke? It's as if it was you who was possessed by the devil back then, not me?!"

At this time, Yang Jian's eyes were red with anger. He closed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "Back then... everyone thought that I won unfairly. My first achievement in defeating demons was a joke in their eyes. Unfortunately, you were already dead at that time, and there was no way to prove who was stronger or weaker. Now that you are back, how about we fight again!" If Qinglong had not been trapped in this mortal body, how could he bear this? He would have rolled up his sleeves and done it. But the problem is that even if he could beat Yang Jian with his current strength, what would Zhulong do? If he didn't save his strength until the end... Baihu would be in trouble today.

Thinking of this, Qinglong patiently bowed and said, "Erlang Zhenjun... Look carefully, who do I look like now? I am just an ordinary person now, and compared to you, I can be said to be powerless. Even if you beat me today, I am afraid that your reputation of winning unfairly will continue to be passed down." At this point, he looked at Zhulong and said, "Not to mention that Brother Zhulong is here to witness..."

Zhulong didn't expect Qinglong to suddenly stand him up. For a moment, it was difficult to provoke the two of them to fight, so he laughed dryly and said, "I know very little about what happened back then, so it's inconvenient for me to be a witness. If we have to speak of witnessing... White Tiger God should be the first to bear the brunt!"

Zhulong's words were three parts irony and seven parts ridicule. It seemed unintentional, but in fact it directed the spearhead back to Baihu and Yang Jian, making the already tense situation even more tense. Yang Jian didn't even want to say any more nonsense, and rushed towards Qinglong with his three-pointed, double-edged sword...

Baihu knew that Qinglong was no match for Yang Jian at this moment, so he naturally could not stand by and watch. So he immediately raised his hand and summoned the Zhuxian Sword to fight against him. For a while, the two of them fought together, while Zhulong looked like he was watching a show, waiting for the two of them to end up in a situation where both of them suffered losses, and then he would step in to clean up the mess.

Qinglong naturally couldn't let Baihu fall into danger again for him, so he looked at Zhulong with a sneer and said, "Brother Zhulong, you really have a good plan. Don't think that I don't know what you want to do?! Your son's problem is his own fault, you can't blame others..."

As soon as Qinglong said this, a fierce light flashed in Zhulong's eyes, but it soon disappeared. He seemed to have seen through Qinglong's routine and would not be easily angered by him. At the same time, Baihu had gradually fallen into a disadvantage and was suppressed by Yang Jian's spiritual power. As a result, when Baihu was unable to take care of himself, he saw a golden rope suddenly fly out of Yang Jian's sleeve and shot towards Qinglong.

Bai Hu was immediately surprised when he saw this, and roared, "Yang Jian, how did you get the golden rope in your hand?!"

Qinglong's heart sank when he heard this, knowing that he would be beaten up by Yang Jian today. It turned out that this golden rope was the magic weapon used by Taishang Laojun to subdue Douzhansheng Buddha. Even Sun Wukong was defeated, let alone himself in this mortal body? Thinking of this, Qinglong closed his eyes and waited to be tied up...

A hint of satisfaction of success flashed in the eyes of Zhulong standing aside. Even the half-human, half-tiger Luwu was excitedly wagging his nine tails, waiting to see Qinglong being captured... But things suddenly took a turn. The golden rope that had already flown in front of Qinglong suddenly turned and went straight to Luwu, who was still wagging his tail, and tied him up tightly without any preparation!
The incident happened suddenly. Even if Lu Wu tried his best, he couldn't break free from the golden rope. He could only roar in anger and unwillingness, echoing in the empty office building...