Ning Zhuo sighed, took a step forward, stepped out of the crowd, and stood in front of Linghu Jiu's image.

Ning Zhuo did not like to fight an unprepared war. In his mind, war was dangerous and every battle had to be fought with extreme caution.

This is because once the action is really taken, it must be the last resort after all other means have been exhausted.

But the current situation is quite special. Whether it is Lin Bufan, Shen Lingshu, Zhu Xuanji or the Five Elements God Lord, they all hope that Ning Zhuo will fight.

Forced by the situation, Ning Zhuo, who was just a small foundation-building cultivator, had no choice but to obey.

"We must win this battle." Ning Jiufan looked at Ning Zhuo's back and sighed in his heart, "As smart as you are, you should also understand that this is not a simple contest, right?"

Ning Zhuo certainly knew!

The challenge from Linghu Jiu's image was indeed unexpected. It came from the idea of ​​the Lonely Sword Lord's Dharma body in the Linlang Reflection Wall, not the arrangement of Zhu Xuanji or Lin Bufan.

But this battle still concerns the division of interests on this trip and the specific relationship between the Ning clan and the Wanyao clan in the future.

If Ning Zhuo wins, the Ning family will gain more benefits, and Wanyaomen will respect the Ning family more.

Ning Zhuo already had the intention to win, but he still had to say something polite: "Brother Linghu, I'd be so happy to see you and me drinking together. Today's battle is not what I want."

Linghu Jiu shook his head and said, "Brother, to be honest, I have long wanted to spar with you. I will take advantage of the situation today and ask you to fight with all your strength!"

Linghu Jiu was quite decisive. He flipped his wrist, made a sword flower, and immediately pounced on Ning Zhuo.

"That's what I want to teach you!" Ning Zhuo clenched his fists and rushed forward.

He had never experienced such a head-on close combat with a Foundation Establishment cultivator who mastered weapons, and he had many expectations in his heart.

Swordsmanship - the cup is full and about to overflow.

The tip of Linghu Jiu's sword passed through the air, forming a shadow, like a wine glass overflowing, trembling and swaying, perfect to the extreme.

Veins appeared on Ning Zhuo's hands, which he used as boxing gloves to block the sword.

Linghu Jiu did not attack, just like a dragonfly skimming the water, stopping after a brief taste.

This is not in line with common sense. Ning Zhu was a little surprised, thinking that since you don't attack, then I will come.

Ning Zhuo took the initiative to attack and approached Linghu Jiu.

Linghu Jiu chuckled and said, "Brother, I've got it."

Swordsmanship - the fragrance floating in the wine.

In an instant, the sword in his hand turned from solid to virtual, and the sword intent gushed out, like the aroma of wine, soft yet aggressive.

The offensive is fierce!

Ning Zhuo can only retreat, retreat, and retreat again and again.

Linghu Jiu attacked for a few moves, then suddenly took the initiative to stop and defend himself.

Lin Shanshan exclaimed, and recognized it: "This is the Jiulin Sword Art that my senior brother and I created together."

Everyone looked sideways.

Lin Shanshan smiled awkwardly and explained the reason.

It turned out that back then, Linghu Jiu was confined in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. He was extremely lonely and bored, and his mind was full of thoughts. He thought of creating his own swordsmanship.

When Lin Shanshan delivered the meal, Linghu Jiu showed off his creation, which made Lin Shanshan quite angry.

Because Linghu Jiu's swordsmanship is all named after wine, it fully reveals his strong desire for fine wine.

Lin Shanshan couldn't stand this, so she took the initiative to participate in the creation of swordsmanship, adding her own ideas to the swordsmanship, hoping to use this method to persuade the senior brother to quit drinking! Jiulin Swordsmanship - Drinking brings friends.

Linghu Jiu's long sword gathered again, turning from virtual to real. The tip of the sword was extended, and although it was quite sharp, it gave people a gentle and warm feeling, as if inviting people to drink together! Ning Zhuo was unable to dodge and was stabbed in the shoulder. Fortunately, he had the magic blood tendon skill to protect his body and blocked the sharp sword.

Ning Zhuo was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and quickly retreated.

Linghu Jiu's sword attack was endless, and Ning Zhuo could only dodge awkwardly for a while.

Seeing this, Lin Shanshan couldn't help but smile and applaud: "Big Brother, you fought well. Teach this big head a lesson!"

When Linghu Jiu's image heard this, he immediately became more energetic and said with a smile: "Little Junior Sister, then you better watch carefully."

Swordsmanship in the wine forest - lying drunk among the clouds.

Linghu Jiu's sword moves suddenly became wild and unsystematic, like a drunkard's dance, but his attack became even more sharp.

Ning Zhuo couldn't tell what was going on for a moment. He just felt that the sword was stabbing at him from all kinds of tricky and strange angles, making it difficult for him to defend himself. He was stabbed many times at once.

On several occasions, the tip of the sword hit the same spot continuously, breaking the blood vessel protection and leaving Ning Zhuo injured.

Ning Zhuo quickly stepped back and used his magic blood-stained tendon technique to make his wounds heal quickly.

He performed his magic directly in front of everyone, which could be considered an active public appearance.

Normally, righteous cultivators would reprimand others for practicing magic. But seeing that Zhu Xuanji was unmoved and looked like he had known all this, Lin Bufan could only accept it.

Lin Shanshan's expression froze slightly.

Ning Zhuo had just been injured, which made her suddenly realize that her senior brother was just an image, but Ning Zhuo was a living flesh and blood body. In a competition, Ning Zhuo was naturally more dangerous.

But soon, Lin Shanshan became angry with herself again: "Why am I still worried about him?"

"This big head Ning clearly has a technique that can be used for close combat, but he has been hiding it from me all this time!"

Wine forest swordsmanship - stop when you are satisfied.

Linghu Jiu's sword was as sharp as a bottle of wine, swift and fierce, as if he wanted to wipe out the enemy. But suddenly, when he was attacking the most fiercely, he suddenly stopped, turned his sword back to defense, and turned into a sword energy flowing like water to protect himself.

As a result, he missed the opportunity to attack. He should have made a concerted effort to turn the advantage into victory, but he ended up giving up on his own initiative.

Everyone watching the game understood the reason.

After Linghu Jiu retreated, Ning Zhuo took the initiative to attack.

He gradually adapted to the Jiulin swordsmanship and began to turn the situation around.

"This swordplay is not very advanced, it is very divisive."

"One part is delicate and rigorous, while the other part is freehand and freehand!"

Ning Zhuo shouted: "Brother Linghu, if you want to defeat me with this swordsmanship, isn't that too contemptuous of me?"

Lin Shanshan snorted in her heart: "This stinky guy has just gained a foothold and he is already arrogant. This is just the beginning! Senior Brother has not yet fully demonstrated his strength."

"But speaking of it, Ning Zhuo is indeed a smart guy. He has only been in Xiaozheng Peak for a short time, but he has made such great progress in close combat. I still remember when he first came..."

Lin Shanshan felt secretly relieved. Thinking back to the past, she relived the good times she had spent with Ning Zhuo.

"Bah! This bastard kidnapped me and bullied my father in public. He has ulterior motives!" Lin Shanshan quickly stopped her thoughts from spreading.

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Swordsmanship in the wine forest - drunkenness and lingering feelings.

Linghu Jiu tended to be defensive, and as time went by, he gained the upper hand.

Ning Zhuo was injured again and retreated in shock.

Zhu Xuanji suddenly chuckled: "This swordplay is starting to get interesting."

It turns out that the "Drunken Cup" may seem like a defensive move, but it actually contains an offensive strategy. It is like a carefully laid trap, luring the enemy to attack continuously.

Ning Zhuo seemed to have an advantage, but in fact, the sword wind kept entering his body, causing him to suffer many losses. At first glance, the sword wind was subtle, but when it happened many times, it accumulated and could not be underestimated.

In the previous swordplay, the concepts of Linghu Jiu and Lin Shanshan were contradictory, which led to the fragmentation of swordplay and poor actual combat effect. But at this point, the opposing concepts of the two were cleverly unified, forming an unexpected effect.

Wine Forest Sword Technique - Smelling the wine through the curtain.

Linghu Jiu's sword moves were still subtle and profound, as if one could smell the aroma of wine from afar through a curtain, and his moves were mainly defensive.

But Ning Zhuo felt a strong sense of threat.

This was because he and Linghu Jiu had drunk together before, and at this moment, he understood the other party's psychological state when he created this sword technique.

Smelling the wine through the curtains... Linghu Jiu's desire was blocked by the curtains. How could the thin curtains block his desire for the wine?

Once the desire bursts out, the strong aroma of wine will surely hit you.

Ning Zhuo retreated quickly!

Seeing that his sword move failed, Linghu Jiu was both disappointed and delighted: "My dear brother Ning Zhuo, you understand me."

"Can you catch this move?"

The last move of Jiulin Sword Art - Drinking to Dispel Sorrow! In an instant, Linghu Jiu returned his sword to defend, but the sword intent surged and dissipated, sad and melancholy, with nowhere to vent the depression in his heart, he could only express it by drinking heavily.

It is both an attack and a defense. It is both restrained in action and unrestrained in emotion!

It’s better to be fooled!

Blood spurted out and a huge wound appeared on the chest.

The defense of the Demonic Blood-Stained Tendon Technique is as weak as paper.

The spectators all changed color.

Lin Bufan, who had reached the Nascent Soul stage, was also surprised, because he saw the shadow of a profound secret book in this sword technique.

"Lonely Sword Scripture?"

Ning Zhuo retreated again and again, quickly swallowed the pill, and at the same time frantically used the Magic Blood-stained Tendon Technique to heal his wounds.

Although the bleeding stopped, the wound did not heal immediately. There was a sword intent lingering at the wound, which could not be dispelled in a short time, which greatly hindered Ning Zhuo from healing himself.

"Jiulin swordsmanship... I don't know which one is better, compared to the swordsmanship I created?" In the mechanical dragon, Sun Lingtong also felt a surge of fighting spirit.

"How amazing!" Ning Zhuo praised loudly.

He was not discouraged at all and had a good attitude.

This is because he knew very well that Linghu Jiu had been immersed in close combat swordsmanship for many years, so how long did it take him?

There is no comparison at all.

It's normal to lose! "I've learned a lot, I've learned a lot!" This competition made Ning Zhuo feel a lot and gain a lot.

He wished he could continue to compete with Linghu Jiu in this way until he was defeated.

"But at this point in the situation, I'd better win."

The significance of this battle is by no means a superficial competition, but it concerns the future of the Ning family and the Wanyao Sect, and the bet between the Five Elements God Lord and the Lonely Sword Lord.

"The probing ends here. I'm serious now!"

"Brother Linghu, please accept the challenge."

After greeting, Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, his face solemn, and quickly cast the wood magic.

Roots and vines are entangled!

Tree roots and vines appeared out of nowhere and quickly entangled Linghu Jiu.

Melee combat... is just Ning Zhuo's weakness. The Five Elements Magic is becoming his strength!

(End of this chapter)