Chapter 582: Hong Xixiang

"Mother, it doesn't matter. Mother giving birth to Rong'er is the greatest gift to Rong'er. Rong'er will never blame Mother!"

Huang Rong also saw that Feng Heng's mood was a bit down. Being as clever as she was, she naturally immediately thought of the reason for Feng Heng's disappointment, so she comforted Feng Heng.

"Mm, take Mother out for a walk. This sleep was too long, and Mother is about to forget what Peach Blossom Island looks like!"

Feng Heng stroked Huang Rong's face with relief and then said with a smile.

Then Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi helped Feng Heng walk out of the cave.

"Should I call you Hong Xixiang, Qi Xuanzhen, or Lv Dongxuan?"

Lin Fan was standing on the back of the crane he had sent to pick up Xu Zhihu, looked at Hong Xixiang who had followed his crane, and asked.

"Any is fine. All are me, and yet none are me!"

Hong Xixiang was also riding a crane, looking at Lin Fan with a calm expression.

"Then why have you followed me?"

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and asked casually.

"For her!"

As Hong Xixiang spoke, he also took a deep look at the red-clothed woman beside Lin Fan.

"She is willing to get on my crane. Don't you understand her meaning?"

Lin Fan was not surprised. It would be strange if Hong Xixiang hadn't come for Xu Zhihu.

"I understand, but I am unwilling. She and I were supposed to have three lifetimes of romance."

"If you couldn't be together in three lifetimes, it means you are simply not meant to be together. To put it nicely, this is called infatuation; to put it harshly, this is entanglement. Since you are destined not to be together, why must you keep entangling?"

"Entangling? But in this life, in this life..."

"In this life, you still cannot be together. Xu Zhihu is already suffering from a terminal illness. I know you want to prove the Dao for heaven for another three hundred years to exchange for Xu Zhihu's ascension. And then? She waits for you for another three hundred years? Will there be another accident then? Three hundred years is too long, and there are too many variables. Waiting and waiting, when will it ever end?"

"Life is short, enjoy it while you can, seize the day, and do not waste your youth!"

Lin Fan shook his head. This kind of bitter, thousand-year-long tragic romance was really not worth praising.

"Zhihu, do you think he is right?"

Hong Xixiang was silent for a moment, then asked the red-clothed woman in his memory.

"The one you like is the red-clothed woman from seven hundred years ago, not me, because I have always been Xu Zhihu!"

Xu Zhihu was also silent for a moment, then answered Hong Xixiang with a smile.

"Can you cure her illness?"

"I can cure it!"

Hong Xixiang asked again unwillingly. If Lin Fan couldn't cure Xu Zhihu's illness, he could still take her away. Unfortunately, Lin Fan directly shattered his fantasy.

"A battle in the sky!"

"Why not!"

The two soared into the sky rapidly and soon stood high in the air. Xu Zhihu, riding on the crane, stared nervously at Lin Fan's figure. As for Hong Xixiang, she couldn't see him at all at this moment.

"It seems she is indeed deeply in love with you. However, I have to see if you can protect her!"

Hong Xixiang naturally discovered that Xu Zhihu's eyes were not on him, so he said to Lin Fan with a lonely expression.

"I am also looking forward to the Lv Zu who was invincible in the world seven hundred years ago!"

As Lin Fan spoke, he used the 'Lei Jing Cang Long' to teleport to Hong Xixiang's side and struck his chest with a simple palm.

Discovering the infinite power contained in this simple palm, Hong Xixiang's expression changed. What kind of freak was Lin Fan? At the age of fifteen or sixteen, there was no trace of reincarnation and re-cultivation on him, but he had cultivated to the peak of the Earth Immortal Realm, and a casual palm could possess the strength of a Shattered Void. It truly made him admire him endlessly.

However, having recovered the memories of Qi Xuanzhen and Lv Zu, he naturally recovered his strength, and he would not be defeated by Lin Fan's casual palm.

Hong Xixiang also struck out with a simple palm. The two palms met, looking silent and unremarkable, but the space beside them was beaten into a black hole, showing the infinite power hidden within.

The two retreated at the same time, a hundred feet apart, then their figures flickered and they fought together again. Whether punching, palming, clawing, or kicking, the two constantly changed moves and fought. The terrifying momentum stirred up the celestial phenomena, and in an instant, dark clouds gathered over the East Sea, with thunder and lightning.

All the Earth Immortals in the world turned their eyes to the East Sea, feeling that a world-shaking battle was taking place there.

In just the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the two had fought no less than a hundred thousand rounds, and Lin Fan had already steadily suppressed the Lv Zu who was invincible in the world seven hundred years ago.

"Sword, come!"

Hong Xixiang suddenly gave a light shout, and the sword belonging to Lv Zu, which had been hanging on Mount Wudang, broke through the air.

"Yixi!"

Lin Fan stood on the clouds, reached out, and the Yixi sword appeared abruptly in his hand.

"If you can take this last sword, I will leave. If you can't take it, I will take Zhihu away!"

As Hong Xixiang spoke, a giant sword that reached the sky appeared behind him, flying towards Lin Fan with a crushing momentum.

"Hmph, let alone one sword, even ten, a hundred, or a thousand swords cannot do anything to me, Lin Fan!"

Lin Fan pressed the Yixi sword to his waist with his left hand, grabbed the hilt with his right hand, and leaped into the nine heavens.

"Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique!"

An indescribable white light flashed, and all the eyes watching the sky over the East Sea lost their luster at this moment, feeling only a vast whiteness. Then a cold light flashed, and the giant sword summoned by Hong Xixiang was cut into pieces. The aftermath hit Hong Xixiang, knocking him to the bottom of the East Sea ten miles away.

In the East Sea, it seemed as if a sea eye had appeared out of thin air, revealing a deep black hole, and the seawater could not heal for a long time.

Lin Fan's heart stirred, and he arrived above the sea eye, looking calmly at Hong Xixiang, who was severely injured at the bottom of the sea.

"How is it? Does this sword of mine meet your standards?"

Lin Fan asked Hong Xixiang softly.

"You haven't used your full strength yet!"

Hong Xixiang did not evaluate Lin Fan's sword, but pointed out that this sword was not his full effort.

"Not bad."

Lin Fan did not deny it; he indeed hadn't used his full strength.

"How many percent of your strength?"

"Five percent."

"Impossible."

"Alright, three percent!"

Why was Hong Xixiang so stubborn? Lin Fan was too lazy to hide it anymore and told him directly.

"Three percent! Sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, one sword light chills nineteen continents. What a Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique. No wonder you dare to open the Tianmen and step into the Heavenly Realm. Seven hundred years ago, I passed the Tianmen but did not enter. I actually fought with the Lord of the Heavenly Realm once, and I won by half a move. You can defeat me with three percent of your strength. It seems he is not a match for you. Zhihu will definitely be very safe by your side. With this, I can rest assured!"

Hong Xixiang slowly flew up from the bottom of the sea and landed on the back of his crane. He took a deep look at Xu Zhihu, as if saying a final goodbye to the red-clothed woman from seven hundred years ago, then rode the crane to Mount Wudang.

He had once vowed not to leave the mountain until he became the world's number one. Now that he was not Lin Fan's opponent, it was time for him to return to the mountain. ===== CHAPTER 584 =====