Chapter 412 Linghu Jiu vs Ning Zhuo

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

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

For Ning Zhuo, he did not like to fight an unprepared battle. In his mind, war is dangerous, and every battle must be extremely cautious.

Because once he really takes action, 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 is just a small foundation-building cultivator, and he can only obey.

"This battle must be won." 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?"

Of course Ning Zhuo knows!

The challenge of Linghu Jiu's reflection was indeed unexpected. It came from the idea of ​​the lonely sword master's Dharma body in the wall of Linlang's reflection, not the arrangement of Zhu Xuanji or Lin Bufan.

But this battle still concerns the division of interests in this trip and the specific relationship between the Ning family and Wanyaomen in the future.

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

Ning Zhuo already has the intention to win, but he still has to say some polite words: "Brother Linghu, I think you and I will drink and get drunk together, which is very happy. Today's battle is not what I want."

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

Linghu Jiu was quite straightforward. He turned his wrist, made a sword flower, and immediately rushed towards Ning Zhuo.

"I'm going to learn from you!" Ning Zhuo clenched his fists and rushed up.

He had never fought a foundation-building cultivator who mastered weapons in such a close combat, and he had many expectations in his heart.

Swordsmanship - the cup is full and about to overflow.

Linghu Jiu's sword blade passed through the air, forming a shadow. Like a wine cup overflowing, it trembled and swayed slightly, and it was perfect.

Ning Zhuo's hands showed blood veins, acting as boxing gloves to block the sword.

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

This was not in line with common sense. Ning Zhuo 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, take it."

Swordsmanship - the fragrance in the wine.

In an instant, the long sword in his hand turned from real to virtual, and the sword intent gushed out, as if the fragrance of wine was everywhere, with a soft attack.

The offensive was surging!

Ning Zhuo could only retreat, retreat, and retreat continuously.

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

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

Everyone looked at him sideways.

Lin Shanshan smiled awkwardly and explained the reason.

It turned out that Linghu Jiu was confined to the Wan Yao Cave, and he was extremely lonely and bored. His mind was flooded with thoughts, and he thought of creating his own sword art.

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

Because Linghu Jiu's sword art was all named after wine, it fully revealed his strong desire for fine wine.

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

Jiulin Sword Art - Wine meets bosom friends.

Linghu Jiu's long sword condensed again, turning from virtual to real. The tip of the sword was handed out, which was obviously quite sharp, but it gave people a gentle and enthusiastic 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 frightened and broke into a cold sweat, and hurriedly retreated.

Linghu Jiu's sword attack continued, so Ning Zhuo could only dodge awkwardly for a while.

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

Linghu Jiu's image heard this and immediately became more energetic, and smiled and said: "Little Junior Sister, then you have to watch."

Jiulin Sword Art - Drunken Lying in the Clouds.

Linghu Jiu's sword moves suddenly opened and closed, like a drunkard dancing without any rules, but the attack was even more sharp.

Ning Zhuo couldn't tell clearly for a while, he just felt that the sword was stabbing from all kinds of tricky and weird angles, making it difficult for him to defend, and he was stabbed many times at a time.

In several of them, the tip of the sword hit the same position continuously, breaking the blood tendon protection and leaving Ning Zhuo injured.

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

He performed magic skills directly in front of everyone, which was also an active public appearance.

Generally, righteous cultivators would always reprimand others when they see others practicing magic skills. But Lin Bufan saw that Zhu Xuanji was not moved at all, and looked like he had known it for a long time, so he could only accept it.

Lin Shanshan's expression was slightly stagnant.

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, obviously has a technique that can be used for close combat, and he has been hiding it from me all this time!"

Jiu Lin Sword Art-Stop with a hearty taste.

Linghu Jiu's sword edge was like a quick drink, swift and sharp, as if he wanted to wipe out the enemy. But suddenly, when his attack was at its fiercest, he stopped abruptly, and used his sword to defend himself, transforming into sword energy that flowed like water to protect himself.

As a result, he missed the opportunity to attack. He should have made a concerted effort to turn his advantage into a winning position, but he took the initiative to stop.

Everyone watching the game understood the reason.

This is because the Jiulin Sword Art was created by Linghu Jiu and Lin Shanshan, and the two had different ideas. Linghu Jiu wanted to drink, but Lin Shanshan wanted him to quit drinking. This was reflected in the sword art, that is, the attack and defense suddenly switched, attacking and defending, making people unpredictable.

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

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

"This sword art is not very good, it is very fragmented."

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

Ning Zhuo shouted: "Brother Linghu, if you want to defeat me with this sword art, you are too contemptuous, right?"

Lin Shanshan snorted in her heart: "This stinky guy, just after he gained a foothold, he became arrogant. This is just the beginning! The eldest brother has not yet really demonstrated his strength."

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

Lin Shanshan was secretly relieved, thinking back to the past, and her heart relived the good times she and Ning Zhuo had spent together.

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

Jiu Lin Sword Art - Drunken Cup.

Linghu Jiu tended to defend, and as he defended, he gained the advantage.

Ning Zhuo was injured again and retreated in shock.

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

It turns out that the drunken cup of love seems to be just a defensive move, but it actually contains an offensive move. It is like a carefully arranged trap, luring the enemy to attack continuously.

Ning Zhuo seems to have an advantage, but in fact the sword wind keeps entering his body, and he suffers a lot of hidden losses. At first glance, the sword wind is subtle, but after a lot of times, the accumulation cannot be underestimated.

If we talk about the previous sword technique, Linghu Jiu and Lin Shanshan's ideas are hedged, resulting in the split of sword techniques and poor actual combat effects, but at this point, the opposing ideas of the two people are cleverly unified, forming an unexpected effect.

Jiulin Sword Technique - Smelling the wine through the curtain.

Linghu Jiu's sword moves are still subtle and profound, like smelling the aroma of wine through the curtain, and the moves are mainly defensive.

But Ning Zhuo felt a strong threat.

Because he and Linghu Jiu had drunk wine, at this moment, he understood the psychological state of the other party who 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 good wine?

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

Ning Zhuo retreated quickly!

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

"Can you catch this move?"

The last move of Jiulin Sword Art - raise a cup to relieve sorrow!

In an instant, Linghu Jiu returned the sword to defend, but the sword intent surged and dispersed, sad and melancholy, with nowhere to vent the depression in his heart, and could only express it in the form of drinking.

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

Ning Zhuo was hit!

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

The defense of the Demon Blood-stained Muscles Art was as simple as paper.

The spectators changed color.

Lin Bufan, who had a cultivation level as high as the Nascent Soul level, also showed a look of surprise. Because he saw the shadow of a profound secret book in this swordsmanship.

"Lonely Sword Scripture?"

Ning Zhuo retreated again and again, and hurriedly swallowed the elixir, while frantically using the magic blood-stained tendon power to heal his wounds.

As a result, 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 is better than my own swordsmanship?" In the mechanical dragon, Sun Lingtong also surged with fighting spirit.

"So powerful!" Ning Zhuo praised loudly.

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

Because he knew that Linghu Jiu had been immersed in close combat swordsmanship for many years, how long did he spend?

It was simply incomparable.

It was normal to lose!

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

He wished that he would always use this method to learn from Linghu Jiu until he was defeated.

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

The significance of this battle is not just 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 test ends here. I'm serious!"

"Brother Linghu, please accept it."

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

Roots and vines entangled!

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

Melee combat... is just Ning Zhuo's weakness. The five elements magic is becoming his strength!