With one hand in the palm and slightly bent, and the right hand turns into a spear, there is a similar technique in karate, if I remember correctly...... It's called "Kante".

Among all attacks, the most difficult to defend against is the spike, the force area of the spike is only one point, it is almost impossible to resist, and most people's first reaction to the spike is to dodge.

But now Jianming's right hand is firmly grasped, and one foot is independent on the ground, let alone dodging, it's not easy to even move his position!

Fast, extremely fast slap has stretched out towards Jianming's head.

Jianming doesn't have a left hand now, how can he block it?......

Bite.

In front of the bright red nails was the glow of mountain blue.

Flying Sword! Qingshan's flying sword hovered in front of Jianming's eyes, helping him block this fatal move.

Once again, the situation fell into a stalemate, two people standing on one leg, a mountain blue flying sword suspended in the air, and sparks rubbing in front of a row of red nails from time to time.

How to win?

Jianming has been thinking about this question since just now.

After seeing the current stalemate, he finally came up with an answer.

It's a math problem that couldn't be simpler.

Look at the feet of the two standing on the ground, one.

Look at yourself still being caught, close to the opponent's temple fist, two.

Look at your bent knees, and kicks that keep putting pressure on the other side, three.

Looking at the cyan flying sword hovering above his forehead and the extremely oppressive hand, four.

Looking at his half arm, which was still wrapped in bandages.................. Five.

It was no longer the time to care about the pain, and Jianming's right arm retreated sharply, causing the flying ape's body to lean forward slightly, and his hand also crossed the blade of the sword.

The tense knees landed on the ground and stomped on the floor beneath their feet.

Leaning down his body, Jianming has achieved an extremely low position. Since his right hand is still being caught......

"Then use your left hand!"

The half of the limb without a forearm slammed into the lower abdomen of the flying ape, although Jianming was in great pain, but seeing that the flying ape's eyeballs seemed to pop out, he knew that this trick was very effective.

The flying ape wanted to retreat, but Jianming didn't give her any chance, so she continued to fight in close quarters.

Aoyama's flying sword almost perfectly makes up for the shortcomings of Jianming's one-arm, providing defense when Jianming lacks defense, and taking the initiative to attack when Jianming needs to attack.

A series of onslaught fought for nearly thirty rounds, although Jianming and Qingshan did not suffer any losses, but Jianming was already sweating profusely, and Qingshan was also a little blue, and blood was oozing from time to time in the wounds he was covering.

"Aoyama! Ready!"

Jianming realized that it would definitely be his own defeat if he dragged it out any longer, and he couldn't accept another defeat, if he was still defeated this time, not only his own life, but even Qingshan's, Lily-Of-the Valley's, and Yinling's lives would be gone.

He's in danger!

Faced with the flying ape's sharp claws, Jianming stepped forward and almost rushed into the opponent's arms, which made the flying ape a little helpless for a while, but her attack was still not accurate.

Jianming bent his right arm and pushed the ape's wrist with the bone of his elbow, and then his fist spread out slightly.

In the next moment, Jianming's arm straightened again, and his goal was ...... The collar of the flying ape.

Oh no, the flying ape realized what Jianming wanted to do. But even if you want to attack in other ways, you will be blocked by the flying sword, and it will be too late.

Jianming grabbed her collar with one hand, and then leaned back sharply, his eyes still fixed on the other party's delicate facial features.

Pound!

Jianming's right arm is like a tensed rubber band, his body is like a slingshot stuck in the ground, and his head is ...... It's like a cannonball that has already been fired.

It slammed into the ape's head, and the hairpin of the flower on the other side was also shaken to the ground by the huge impact, and fell into red petals one by one.

Originally, according to the principle that the force is reciprocal, the target of this attack method should be the opponent's nose, because compared with the skull, the structure of the nose is more fragile and easier to destroy.

But at this moment, Jianming hit the other party's head, what's the matter? Could it be that Jianming is now beginning to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and is reluctant to destroy the delicate facial features?

No, Jianming knew that even if he broke the opponent's nose, the opponent would not lose his ability to fight, and he would not gain much.

His purpose is ...... The farther you knock the ape into the air, the better.

Although it is very disadvantageous for me and Qingshan to distance myself, if I can find an opportunity here, then I will have a big gain, which is a so-called dangerous move.

The huge shock and vibration echoed in the minds of the two of them, and Jianming stumbled back three steps before stopping.

The impact of the flying ape was much greater than that of Jianming, and seeing that her feet had left the ground, she flew straight backwards. Even if you open your wings, it will only have the opposite effect, and you will glide farther.

As the saying goes, there is no way to turn around in the air, and there is no way to dodge, and what Jianming pursues is this effect.

Qingshan jumped in the air, blood droplets fluttered with his own body, leaving blood marks on the wall, but he couldn't care about it so much, if this move missed, everyone present would die.

The mountain-colored flying sword flew back to his side from Jianming's side, and then circled behind his back with his own body, and with this accelerated speed, Qingshan's rotation was also close to stopping.

Stopped, the moment Qingshan stopped, the two sword fingers stretched out straight, and the Qingshan sword also accelerated as if there was a jet engine from his sleeve, and the speed was like a bullet, and only the cyan afterimage could be seen with the naked eye.

Whoosh————

Impartially, the flying sword has passed through the heart of the flying ape, has passed through the high walls of the shrine, and has disappeared into the endless night sky.

Stepping on and stepping, Jianming stabilized his steps.

Treading on it, the green hills have fallen to the ground.

Stepping on, the flying ape had fallen from the sky, and its body slapped heavily on the stone bricks.

In this battle, the winner has been decided.

The cautious Aoyama walked up to Jianming's side and motioned to check the other party's condition together. Blood was soaking his trouser legs.

"Pretty accurate, right?" The iron-faced Qingshan was still joking to Jianming, and when the battle was over, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But Jianming, who was sweating profusely and panting heavily, was already very tired, stretched out one hand and stopped Qingshan, who was about to go to check the state of the flying ape.

"What's ......?" Qingshan hadn't finished speaking, and he already knew what Jianming meant.

Just like the master of Qingshan told him, when you encounter any problem, don't open your mouth to ask others first, think for yourself to find the answer to the problem, so that people will become smarter and get used to thinking independently to solve problems.

Aoyama also noticed that something was wrong, the flying ape had obviously stopped almost all of his vital signs, and he couldn't even breathe, but ...... Her form has not disappeared, but has ......

The dead flying ape is also very beautiful, her empty eyes staring up at the sky, as if telling the people in the sky about her unwillingness.

"O gods of heaven...... All men are created equal, what a beautiful lie......"

Anyway, the flying ape in front of him is indeed dead, but ............

The liquid that kept pouring out of the ape's pierced chest was not black, but bright red.

The liquid continued to flow from the ape's body in all directions, and its trajectory did not follow the laws of physics, and some of the liquid even turned around on the way.

Gradually, the blood formed a pattern behind the flying ape lying on the ground, which was a pattern of flowers.

That's the flower of the flying ape's hairpin...... Is that...... The Flower of the Other Side.

The thick clouds suddenly covered the moonlight, and there was only the heavy and faint gasping of the two of them, and in the silence of the night, the two of them watched intently at the changes in the flying ape.

Here we go...... The body of the flying ape has gradually disintegrated, turning into a molecule of spiritual power, and its appearance looks like a black bird, gradually flying towards the location of the mountain not far away.

After a while, all of them dissipated, leaving only the bright red flowers on the ground, the color of which looked so gorgeous and full of color in the dull night......

Qingshan and Jianming breathed a sigh of relief and supported each other.

"It's finally over......" Jianming seems to be more energetic than Aoyama.

"Hmm...... In another ten minutes, I won't be able to hold it anymore......" Aoyama was about to go inside and quickly take care of his wounds.

The two turned around and took a step.

There were some stumbles, but Jianming could still hold on, one step ...... Two-step ......

"Jianming, why did you stop?"

Aoyama asked weakly, he seemed to be a little sleepy, as if he was a little tired.

Jianming didn't speak, just hugged Qingshan and turned back silently, he felt that something was happening behind him...... What the...... Something very bad is happening.

Really...... The flowers on the other side of the ground were even brighter, and even emitted a trace of light alone in this dull night.

Qingshan also noticed this wonderful phenomenon, and he didn't ask more, just fixed his eyes to look.

I saw a shadow gradually rising in the painting, a white cloth...... The fiber is silky, and the quality of the cloth seems to be extremely high.

Floating in the air a few times, the white cloth illuminated by the light on the ground was clearly outlined, and gradually ...... There are a few more red flower patterns on the cloth.

After that, the silhouette of the cloth seemed to have an owner, and gradually reflected the silhouette of a person wearing the cloth.

Gollum, Jianming and Aoyama swallowed a mouthful of saliva almost at the same time, preparing their hearts for the ...... that was about to appear Is it an enemy...... Or friends?

There is...... The cloth seemed to be putting the finishing touches on it, and a human face gradually appeared on the wide cloth...... But the face was more like a mask than a human face.

The white face, the skinny facial contours, the furrowing of the brows, and the four tiger teeth were especially huge among the few fangs in the open mouth.

The firstborn has two sharp horns and holds a huge long knife in his hand...... The black hollow pupils in the golden eyeballs stared back and forth between Qingshan and Jianming like this.

This thing is full of resentment, needless to say, it must be the enemy......

From the corner, the trembling voice of Lily of the Valley came: "...... Prajna. ”