It seems that no matter how much the two hurt each other, no matter how much they show selfish cruelty, they can't shake their position in each other's hearts.

They are still friends.

It's just that any relationship will produce friction, and this friction has now risen to the level of **, that's all.

Aoyama does not act without a plan, no matter what the situation, he will prepare a plan, a backup plan for a plan, and a backup plan for a backup plan.

Right now, he's not just on the run, he's poised to launch a counterattack.

The right hand behind his back had already drawn out his sword finger and kept pointing in the direction behind him.

And this...... Jianming, who is catching up in front, cannot be detected.

I couldn't detect that Aoyama was secretly pulling the needle and wire, recalling the flying sword that had just been used as a pedal by Jianming from behind his back!

(Hurry up...... Faster!)

Calculating the distance between himself and Jianming, Aoyama used all his strength to make the flying sword speed up and ...... faster Faster......

Unconsciously, the color of the mountain-blue flying sword was no longer transparent.

No longer transparent.

It's not so much that it's no longer transparent, it's that it's dyed in a different color.

It's not azure anymore, it looks ...... More like navy blue.

It's black!

Qingshan's flying sword is slowly getting faster and darker!

Jianming noticed.

He didn't notice the flying sword flying towards his back, but he noticed that Qingshan's spiritual power transformation had accelerated again.

At the same time, the half of the Prajna mask on his face seemed to be more and more physically attached.

The two stoves on the waist were buzzing, like the current green mountains...... Gaining the negative power of Prajna from the furnace.

With the addition of those black spiritual powers, the total amount of Qingshan's spiritual power is already comparable to Jianming.

If......

If Qingshan's spiritual power turned all black, then Jianming would most likely not be able to defeat Qingshan.

After all, even if Qingshan's spiritual power is smaller than Jianming's, with his tactics and technology, Qingshan is still on an equal footing with Jianming.

(Not good............ ）

If Qingshan's spiritual power became more black, then he would never be able to step into reincarnation.

He will no longer be able to meet the green water that is still waiting for him!

Thinking of this, Jianming quickened his pace, step by step.

But with the wind was not only Jianming's footsteps, but also the navy blue flying sword!

Jianming didn't notice the flying sword's approach.

But Jianming is not an ordinary person.

He is a martial artist who feels his surroundings by feeling.

And the immediate goal gave him enough information.

Looking at the direction that Aoyama's eyes were staring at.

Then he looked at the hands he had been carrying behind his back.

............

But now he is very close to him.

In a few seconds, he can be caught......

Do you have to stop now and guard against the threat behind you!?

Want!

Jianming saw Qingshan's somewhat smug expression.

Know that you absolutely need to take precautions.

Because he knows, Aoyama will not be wrong.

There is always a hand behind him.

There is his calculated ...... Confidence in victory!

Thorn la sting——————

Jian Mingmeng braked sharply, and the sneakers rubbed violently against the ground, and in an instant, the dust flew.

But due to the distance, the dust didn't reach the corners of the green mountains.

Turn your head, turn around, and walk away.

"Come on!!!"

The navy blue flying sword was already very close, and at this time, Jianming suddenly stopped, and Qingshan didn't have time to stop.

Because he didn't expect Jianming to stop.

In his feeling, Jianming should be driven by his own words, and no one rushed towards him.

felt that Jianming was not calm enough, and this behavior completely underestimated Jianming.

People, the more they are scheming, the more they will eat stumbling blocks in unexpected places.

Putting the original elaborate plan to waste.

The more sophisticated the plan...... The more likely it is to make mistakes in small places.

But what if Jianming finds out?

With such a sharp and swift flying sword, can he dodge?

can't dodge, Qingshan has absolute confidence, Jianming will definitely not be able to hide when he turns back now.

And that's exactly what happened.

Jianming really can't hide.

But..................

He didn't want to hide.

I saw that as soon as he opened his hands, he opened and closed widely, and after moving his five fingers, he opened his palms.

He's going to ...... Empty-handed into the white blade!?

No, not really.

Jianming knew that it was not realistic to enter the white blade empty-handed.

Use the pressure and friction in the center of your palms to forcibly suppress this fast-moving blade!?

Are you kidding!?

Only people who are not afraid of death will make such an attempt.

Ordinary people will avoid white blades.

But Jianming is not an ordinary person.

He's not afraid of death.

Just because you're not afraid of death doesn't mean you can die.

Jianming is going to beat Qingshan. If you're dead, you can't beat it.

Seeing that the flying sword was close in front of him.

Jianming drove the horse, his left hand clenched into a fist, stretched out on his side in front of the left, and slightly bent his elbow joint.

The right hand is raised in the palm of the hand, and the five fingers are close together, and the seams are tightly closed.

A moment.

In an instant, the flying sword was about to break through and pierce Jianming's body.

A moment.

At this moment, while Jian Ming raised his left knee, his raised right palm also pressed on the flying sword.

Just press it hard.

【Paiyun Palm】!!

The tight right palm greatly deviated the trajectory of the flying sword, and pressed directly on his left arm.

And the hilt of the flying sword rested on his knee impartially.

Smack.

Under the tremendous speed and pressure, the navy blue flying sword shattered in response.

Aoyama, dumbfounded.

It was the first time he had seen his flying sword...... It was crushed!

Not to mention...... Or is it freehand......

Jianming, worthy of the name, honed his body to the realm of weapons.

He turned around and slowly moved in the direction of Qingshan, for fear of alarming the little animal that was still surprised, lest he run again.

In order to divert his attention, Jianming also began to speak.

"It's almost time to face reality, right?"

One step, two steps.

"I know you're feeling terrible right now, I haven't experienced it, but I know it. ”

Three steps, four steps.

"Everybody cares about how they feel, but I don't care about how you feel. ”

Five steps, six steps.

"I just care about what you think. ”

It's getting closer and closer, and the words spoken are getting more and more profound, which is enough for Qingshan to think for a while.

(I am...... What do you think?)

Yes, emotions are unnecessary things a lot of the time, and if they don't provide you with solutions and ways to solve problems, they are just stumbling blocks that prevent you from thinking normally.

Jianming is right, now is not the time to lose your temper, it is the time to think calmly about what to do.

Can............

Even just thinking about the green water will make Aoyama's heart ache.

The feeling of grief kept preventing him from thinking calmly.

As a result, he could only continue to express his dissatisfaction and resentment to Jianming.

His tone was excited, and his expression was no longer elegant and easy-going as usual, and there was no cold feeling of killing intent.

"What do you know about me!?"

"A fool like you who hasn't gone to school and can live a fulfilling life with just a fist!"

Before I knew it, Jianming was already very close.

Hehe............

"I'll tell you now, what do I know!!"

(bad............ ）

As soon as the words fell, Jianming's upper body sank rapidly, and his legs kicked violently.

Hungry tigers pounce on food.

Jianming's arms, which were like weapons, were now wide open and gathered violently.

He hugged Qingshan tightly in his arms.

With the tremendous impact force, Aoyama could no longer stabilize his body.

With their feet off the ground, the two of them floated in the air in an instant.

A warm enough hug to just ...... It lasted for a moment.

Bang!

Something that doesn't have wings can't fly.

Jianming used Qingshan's body as a pad, and fell heavily to the ground with him, and in an instant, the dust was flying.

"Goo-you ......"

Bang!

One punch.

Jianming, who was riding on Aoyama's body, immediately gave him a punch before Aoyama finished speaking.

This punch is also light, Jianming didn't use any spiritual power, and his strength seemed to be reduced a little.

But this punch is also heavy, and the heavy Qingshan will no longer speak now, just gritting his teeth.

On the human face, there are very few muscles, and most of them are just the skin.

That's pretty much where people are most vulnerable.

Bang!

Another punch, and before Qingshan could react, Jianming immediately made up another punch.

Angry, Qingshan was even angrier.

He was most annoyed that he was interrupted from speaking.

That guy is good...... That guy is good......

No matter who it is...... Why do you want to interrupt me?

Angry, Aoyama was so angry that he couldn't even remember the names of the land lord and Father Stella.

(Since you don't listen...... The gentleman didn't move his mouth!)

Putting the strength of his whole body on his waist, Qingshan's legs circled to drive the momentum, and a dragon turned over and twisted Jianming under him.

This time, it was his turn.

Bang!

With one punch, Jianming had almost no power to resist.

Because in this position.

The person who rides on it has the power to twist the waist, and has the power to swing the arm and rotate.

But the people below had nothing, so they could only be beaten silently.

Even if you fight back, that punch without any acceleration is just a tickle.

Bang bang bang!

Jianming covered his head with his arms like Qiaoqiao, and kept bearing Qingshan's attacks.

But he is not just enduring it, since it is something that Qingshan can do, how can Jianming not be able to do it?

He found an opportunity, took advantage of Qingshan's head, and immediately flipped over.

At this time, Jianming was on the green mountain again.

Just like that, back and forth, the two of them got together, and it was always the one above who was talking ruthlessly.

"Aren't you pretty awesome!?come!?come!?"

"Eat! Eat!"

..................

This...... These two rare strongmen are now like children quarrelling, rolling on the ground and fighting each other.