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Chapter 1671 The meaning of the drunkard

"Yan Ning took the initiative!"

Everyone held their breath. Zong Mingjie took the initiative just now, and Yan Ning kept defending and had no intention of attacking.

But now Yan Ning takes the initiative to attack, which is the time to truly prove Yan Ning’s strength!

Yan Ning is not an idiot. This is a consensus that everyone has just reached. He dares to take on Zong Mingjie’s challenge, not an act of intent, but really has the strength to compete with him!

Zong Mingjie improved his cultivation time and time, while Yan Ning broke through himself again and again, which was no less than Zong Mingjie!

What kind of surprise will this sword bring to everyone?

Under the eyes of everyone, Yan Ning leaned forward and stabbed a sword very simply. This sword was like a child wielding a willow branch, with no rules and even extremely childishness.

But in Zong Mingjie's eyes, this scene was not the case. Yan Ning's sword was extremely tricky. It was obvious that he found his weakness in the two moves just now. This sword was completely aimed at his weakness!

"His goal is...knee?!"

The knee is the center of action. If it is destroyed, Zong Mingjie, who has penetrated the law of speed, will inevitably be greatly reduced, so Yan Ning chose to attack here!

Zong Mingjie sneered in his heart: "After all, it is a flower in the greenhouse. Even if he is extremely talented, his combat experience is far inferior to mine. Last year, I followed the mercenary group to survive in the Thousand Demon Mountains for a whole month! Yan Ning, your attack meaning is too obvious!"

He waved the giant sword with great confidence and blocked the knee of his left leg. He was absolutely sure that after Yan Ning failed to attack, he instantly launched a counterattack, leaving Yan Ning no longer able to turn the world back!

But is Yan Ning's attack really that simple?

A golden light flashed in Yan Ning's eyes, making Zong Mingjie unable to open his eyes. At the same time, Yan Ning forced his body to twist his body, gave up the Kunwu sword, and used his palm to turn into a fist, and hammered Zong Mingjie's chest hard!

"puff!"

Zong Mingjie was frustrated on the spot and spurted a mouthful of blood on the spot. He took several steps back and almost threw out the giant sword in his hand. At this time, the Kunwu sword that Yan Ning had given up seemed to know Zong Mingjie's position in advance, and had already flew behind him and waited. If Zong Mingjie did not react anymore, the sharp sword blade could instantly penetrate his lower abdomen!

"hateful!"

Zong Mingjie tried hard to restrain the huge force brought by Yan Ning's fist and threw the giant sword horizontally in a mess. With this force, he barely stabilized his body. The tip of the Kunwu Sword was only one finger away from his back.

Yan Ning still kept punching, his mouth raised lightly, and he took back the Kunwu sword.

There was no discussion or cheering, and the entire Yinyue Lake was the sound of the lake water slapped the pebbles.

"I...I'm not reading it wrong?"

Wan Haoqiang was the first to react: "Uncle Second subdued Zong Mingjie with one move?"

Everyone reacted one after another. Yan Ning's extremely amazing move just now completely shook Zong Mingjie's invincible position in everyone's mind!

That sword technique that seems to be messy but actually has a clear purpose.

That punch that seems to be clear but actually has another goal.

The sword that could clearly win was suddenly taken back.

Yan Ning has the strength to defeat Zong Mingjie!

The first person to cheer for Yan Ning was not someone else, but Bai Ke: "Senior Brother Yan Ning is so awesome!"

"Awesome, really awesome!"

"I have said that this son is not a thing in the pool!"

"Zong Mingjie is in great trouble now, Yan Ning has real skills!"

There were waves of discussions by the lake, and the loudest ones were Gu Tong and Wei Wei. The two little fans who were still worried about Yan Ning, their eyes almost shone with light, and they wanted to rush to Yan Ning to cheer him.

"This kid..."

Elder Nine put away his disdainful eyes just now and looked at Yan Ning again: "He is such a little monster, I've misunderstood him."

In everyone's understanding, if the young generation has a profound knowledge of Taoism, then he must have spent all his time practicing, but his combat experience is very little.

People with rich combat experience will have a unique temperament, such as Li Qiu's murderous aura and Yuchi Yu's barbaric aura.

But Yan Ning didn't have any temperament. He looked like an ordinary ordinary person with clean and pure eyes, how could he look like a powerful man who had been through many battles?

In addition to Yan Ning's breathlessness, it was not surprising that the Ninth Elders' Association was misleading.

Xi Qianyan sighed slightly: "If I hadn't gotten into the secret island, I would really like to congratulate Elder Xuanqing on his way to obtain this disciple."

Bai Xuanqing smiled and said nothing.

At this time, two figures approached quickly. When the elders looked back, it was Yin Xiaoyue who had just recovered Li Qiu.

Bai Ke was the first to smile: "Auntie Xiaoyue!"

Yin Xiaoyue smiled at Bai Ke: "Xiao Ke'er, long time no see."

The elders saluted Yin Xiaoyue, and Yin Xiaoyue waved his hands and looked at the two people on Yinyue Lake: "It seems that Yan Ning seems to have the upper hand."

"Yes, Yan Ning has always hidden his strength. In fact, he is the strength of the mid-stage immortal." Qin Shiliu said.

While the elders were answering, they were also looking at Li Qiu.

There is no sign of Li Congde in Li Qiu. Perhaps it is because Li Qiu looks like his mother, or it is because of the growth environment that has created Li Qiu.

Li Congde is kind and selfless, like the warm sunshine, while Li Qiu is gloomy and depressed, like a cloudy day covered by dark clouds, completely different from Li Congde.

But Yin Xiaoyue recognized him.

"Yan Ning's strength is not just that simple." Li Qiu stared at Yan Ning and said.

Everyone looked at the lake again.

Zong Mingjie, who was punched by Yan Ning, had not wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth. He said angrily: "You can decide the outcome with one sword just now, why did you suddenly withdraw your move?"

Yan Ning lowered his head and thought: "Maybe it's because...I look down on you, right?"

"What did you say?" Zong Mingjie was almost mad.

"You haven't shown your true strength yet, this small blow is not enough," Yan Ning said. "If Ren Lilai had been there, maybe I would have ruined him just now."

"What are you kidding!"

Zong Mingjie could not bear Yan Ning's insult, so he gave up his suppression and took out all his strength!

The breath of the Immortal King!

The breath of the Immortal King had just been revealed, and the entire Yinyue Lake seemed to be suppressed by the heavy mountains. Even the lake water no longer fluctuated. Everyone felt their scalp numb, but they felt a little excited.

Zong Mingjie has already shown the strength of the Immortal King. Does Yan Ning have a backup plan?
Chapter completed!
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