The white light mist quickly spread around, and after a few breaths, a space was created to serve as a battlefield.

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

For Ning Zhuo, he doesn't like to fight unprepared battles. In his heart, war is dangerous and dangerous, and every time he starts a battle, he must be extremely cautious.

All because, once the actual action is taken, it must be the last resort that has been exhausted after other means have been exhausted.

But the current situation is quite special. Whether it is Lin Bufan, Shen Lingshu, Zhu Xuanzhi or the Five Elements God Lord, they all want Ning Zhuo to fight.

Forced by the situation, Ning Zhuo, who was no more than a small foundation-building monk, 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 understand that this is not a simple contest, right?"

Of course Ning Zhuo knows!

The challenge of Linghu Wine's image is indeed unexpected. It comes from Linlang's idea of ​​reflecting the lonely Sword Master Dharmakaya in the wall, rather than the arrangement of Zhu Xuanzhi or Lin Bufan.

But this battle is still about the division of interests in this trip and the specific relationship between the Ning Clan and Wanyao Clan in the future.

If Ning Zhuo wins, the Ning family will gain more benefits, and Wanyao Sect will respect the Ning family more. And vice versa.

Ning Zhuo already had the intention of winning, but he still had to say what he wanted to say in the scene: "Brother Linghu, I miss you and I drinking together and enjoying ourselves. Today's battle is really not what I wanted."

Linghujiu shook his head and said, "Brother Xian, I'm telling you the truth. Brother Yu has already wanted to compete with you, so I'm taking advantage of the situation today. I also ask Brother Xian to fight with all his strength!"

Linghujiu was very straightforward. He flipped his wrist, held a sword flower, and immediately pounced on Ning Zhuo.

"I'm about to learn a lesson!" Ning Zhuo made fists with both hands and rushed forward.

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

Swordsmanship - the cup is about to overflow.

The tip of Linghu's wine sword passed through the air, forming a shadow. It was like a wine glass overflowing, trembling slightly, and it was wonderful.

Blood veins appeared on Ning Zhuo's hands, acting as fist gloves to resist the sword's edge.

Linghu wine did not attack, just like a dragonfly touching the water, tasting it briefly.

This was contrary to common sense. Ning Zhuo was slightly surprised and thought that since you didn't attack, I would come.

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

Linghujiu chuckled lightly and said, "Xian brother, take it."

Swordsmanship - the fragrance of wine.

In an instant, the long sword in his hand changed from real to empty, and the sword intent surged out, like the fragrance of wine filling the air, leading to attack softly.

The offensive is raging!

Ning Zhuo can only regress, regress, and keep regressing.

Linghujiu attacked a few times before suddenly taking the initiative to stop and defend himself.

Lin Shanshan groaned and recognized it: "This is the wine forest swordsmanship created by me and my senior brother."

Everyone looked sideways.

Lin Shanshan laughed sarcastically and explained the reason.

It turns out that back then, Linghujiu was banned in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. He was extremely lonely and bored. His mind was flooded with thoughts, and he thought of creating his own swordsmanship.

When Lin Shanshan was delivering the meal, Linghujiu showed off his creation, which made Lin Shanshan quite angry.

Because Linghujiu's sword skills are all named after wine, which fully reveals his strong desire for fine wine.

Lin Shanshan couldn't understand this, so she took the initiative to participate in the creation of swordsmanship, adding her own ideas to the swordsmanship, and wanted to use this method to persuade her senior brother to stop drinking!

The art of swordsmanship in the wine forest - wine meets a close friend.

Linghujiu's long sword condensed again, turning from virtual to real. The tip of the sword was handed out, it was obviously quite sharp, but 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-stained blood tendon skill to protect his body and blocked the sharp blade.

Ning Zhuo broke into a cold sweat and retreated quickly.

Linghu Jiu's swordsmanship attack continued, and Ning Zhuo could only dodge for a while.

Seeing this, Lin Shanshan couldn't help but smile and applaud: "Big Brother, good fight. Teach this big guy a lesson!"

Hearing this, Linghujiu's image immediately became more energetic and said with a smile: "Little junior sister, you should keep an eye on it."

Swordsmanship in the Wine Forest - Drunk in the Clouds.

Linghu Jiu's sword moves suddenly opened and closed, as chaotic as a drunken man dancing, but his attack was even sharper.

Ning Zhuo couldn't tell the difference for a while. He only felt that the sword was stabbing him from all kinds of tricky and weird angles, making it difficult for him to defend himself. He was stabbed many times in one time.

Several times, the sword tip hit the same spot continuously, breaking through the blood tendon protection and leaving Ning Zhuo in trouble.

Ning Zhuo quickly retreated and used the magic-stained blood tendon technique to quickly heal the wound.

He directly performed magic skills in front of everyone, which was considered a proactive public appearance.

Normally, righteous monks would always scold others when they saw others practicing magic skills. However, Lin Bufan showed no emotion when seeing Zhu Xuanji. He looked like he already knew about it, so he could only accept it.

Lin Shanshan's expression froze slightly.

Ning Zhuo had just lost the prize, and she suddenly realized that her senior brother was just an image, but Ning Zhuo was a living flesh and blood. In a battle, Ning Zhuo was naturally more dangerous.

But soon, Lin Shanshan became angry with herself again: "Why should I worry about him?"

"This Ning Datou obviously has skills that can be used in close combat, but he has been hiding it from me all this time!"

Swordsmanship in the Wine Forest—Stop in a hearty mood.

Linghujiu's sword edge was like a quick drink, fast and fierce, as if he wanted to wipe out all the enemies. But suddenly, he stopped at the height of his attack, and his sword style returned to defense, turning into a sword that was as flowing as water.

Qi, protect yourself.

As a result, he directly missed the opportunity to attack. He should have worked hard to turn his advantage into victory, but he took the initiative to stop it.

Everyone watching the battle understood the reason. This was because Jiulin Swordsmanship was co-created by Linghujiu and Lin Shanshan, and the two had different ideas. Linghujiu wanted to drink, but Lin Shanshan wanted him to stop drinking. This was reflected in the swordsmanship.

The offense and defense suddenly changed, sometimes attacking, sometimes defending, making people confused about the way to go.

After Linghujiu retreated, Ning Zhuo took the initiative to attack.

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

"This swordsmanship is not very good, it is very divisive."

“One part is exquisite and rigorous, and the other part is freehand and freehand!”

Ning Zhuo shouted: "Brother Linghu, if you want to defeat me with this swordsmanship, wouldn't you be looking down on me?"

Lin Shanshan snorted coldly in her heart: "This big bad guy has just established his position, and then he became arrogant. Where is this! Senior brother has not really shown his strength yet."

"But speaking of it, Ning Zhuo is really smart. He has only been in Xiaozhengfeng for a long time, and he has made so much progress in close combat. I still remember when he first came..."

Lin Shanshan was secretly relieved. Looking back on that time, she relived the good times she had with Ning Zhuo in her heart.

"Bah! This stinky guy kidnapped me and defied my father in public. He has no good intentions!" Lin Shanshan quickly stopped her thoughts.

Swordsmanship in the wine forest - be merciful when drunk.

Linghujiu tends to be on the defensive. If he keeps guarding, he will gain the advantage.

Ning Zhuo lost the prize again and retreated in shock.

Zhu Xuanji suddenly chuckled: "This swordsmanship is starting to get a little interesting."

It turns out that being merciful seems to be just a defensive move, but it actually implies an offensive move. 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 and suffered a lot of hidden losses. At first glance, the sword wind seemed subtle, but once it was repeated more times, it accumulated and could not be underestimated.

If we say that the previous concepts of swordsmanship, Linghu Wine, and Lin Shanshan were in conflict, resulting in the separation of swordsmanship and poor actual combat effects, but in this work, the opposing concepts of the two have been cleverly unified, creating an unexpected effect.

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

Linghujiu's sword moves are still subtle and profound, like smelling the aroma of wine from afar through a curtain, and his moves are mainly defensive.

But Ning Zhuo felt a strong threat.

It was all because he had had a drink with Linghujiu, and at this moment, he understood the other's mental state of creating this swordsmanship.

Smell the wine through the curtain... Linghujiu's heart's desire is blocked by the curtain mat. How can the thin curtain mat block his desire for fine wine?

Once the desire bursts out, the aroma of wine will definitely hit your face.

Ning Zhuo retreats quickly!

When Linghujiu saw that the sword move failed, he was both disappointed and happy: "Brother Ning Zhuo, you know me."

"Can you catch this move?"

The last move of Jiulin Swordsmanship - Raising a glass to relieve sorrow!

For a moment, Linghujiu returned to his sword to defend, but the sword's intention surged away. He was melancholy and melancholy. He had nowhere to vent the anguish in his heart and could only express it by drinking heavily.

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

Ning Zhuo was hit!

Blood spurted out, and a huge wound appeared on his chest.

The defense of the Demonic Blood Muscle Technique is as if it is made of paper.

The spectators' expressions changed one after another.

Lin Bufan, whose cultivation reached the level of Nascent Soul, also showed a look of surprise. This was because he saw the shadow of a profound secret book in this swordsmanship.

"The Lonely Sword Sutra?"

Ning Zhuo retreated again and again, quickly swallowed the elixir, and at the same time used the Mad Luck Demon Blood-Dyeing Muscle Skill to heal his injuries.

As a result, although the bleeding stopped, the wound did not heal immediately. There was a sword intent lingering around 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 than my self-created swordsmanship?" Sun Lingtong also felt a fighting spirit in the machine.

"It's amazing!" Ning Zhuo praised loudly.

He is not discouraged at all and has a good attitude.

All because he knew that Linghu wine had soaked melee swordsmanship for many years, so how long did it take him?

There's no comparison at all.

It’s normal to be defeated!

"I learned it, I learned it!" This contest made Ning Zhuo feel a lot and gained a lot.

He wished he could keep competing with Linghujiu in this way until he lost.

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

The significance of this battle is by no means a superficial discussion, but about the future of the Ning family and the Wanyao Sect, as well as the bet between the Lord of the Five Elements and the Lonely Sword Lord.

"The temptation ends here. I'm serious about it!"

"Brother Linghu, please accept the call."

After saying the greetings, Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, showed a solemn look on his face, and quickly performed the wood magic.

Tangled with vines!

Tree roots and vines grew out of thin air and quickly wrapped around Linghu Jiu.

Melee combat... is just Ning Zhuo's shortcoming. The five elements technique is becoming his strength!
Chapter completed!