Chapter 47

Swords flashed and the two of them exchanged over a dozen moves in an instant. Although Luo Fan possessed several divine martial arts, the essence of martial arts lay in quality, not quantity. Moreover, the *Manual of the Sunflower* was originally a comprehensive manual that integrated techniques, body movements, and internal energy. Additionally, Luo Fan had to pay attention to the surrounding imperial guards, so for a moment, he did not gain any advantage.

Luo Fan swung his long sword, deflecting several spears and halberds. He then heard the whistling sound of several flying needles. He quickly leaned back, and the needles almost grazed his nose. At the same moment, Luo Fan extended his middle finger, and an invisible sword qi shot out from the *Zhongchong Sword*. The red-robed woman, who was about to launch another attack, suddenly paused, her shoulder tilting. Her red robe was cut open.

"What kind of skill is this?" The red-robed woman's expression was unpredictable. The invisible sword qi was intangible and hard to guard against. If it weren't for the sound, she would have been hit in the heart!

"Six Pulse Divine Sword!" Luo Fan extended his middle finger again. The red-robed woman dodged to the side, but Luo Fan's finger suddenly shifted. She realized it was bad and twisted her body in a strange way to barely avoid the sword qi.

At this moment, the surrounding guards attacked again, and Luo Fan had to retract his finger and draw his sword to defend.

The red-robed woman took the opportunity to attack, and Luo Fan was soon in a difficult position. In a battle between experts, the outcome often depended on a single moment, and there was no room for distraction.

"If only my left hand could use the *Zhongchong Sword* too," Luo Fan thought as he defended.

"Right! The *Zhongchong Sword* with the left hand!" Luo Fan's eyes lit up. "The meridians in both hands are almost the same, why not give it a try?" With this thought, Luo Fan used his right hand to block the attacks while his left hand began to channel the internal energy for the *Zhongchong Sword*.

With the *Nine Yang Divine Skill* as a foundation, Luo Fan's left-hand meridians were already open. Plus, he was already familiar with the *Zhongchong Sword* in his right hand, so using it with his left hand was like riding a familiar bike.

"Whoosh!" Luo Fan's left middle finger extended, and a sword qi shot out! "It worked!" Luo Fan was secretly delighted. Although he was not used to using his left hand, he could still use the *Zhongchong Sword* to block the red-robed woman's attacks while defending against the guards with his long sword.

In fact, the *Six Pulse Divine Sword* originally had a set for both hands. If one had enough internal energy and a sharp mind, using both hands was not a problem. However, swords are usually held in the right hand, which is more flexible than the left, so only the right-hand set was commonly used. The *Shaoshang Sword* in the left hand was less flexible and versatile than the right-hand sword qi, which is why only the right-hand set was mentioned in *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*.

The two of them exchanged over a thousand moves. Although Luo Fan was often forced to defend against the guards and the red-robed woman, the red-robed woman was also troubled by Luo Fan's *Zhongchong Sword* with both hands. After a thousand moves, both of them were only lightly injured, and the battle remained evenly matched.

Luo Fan, with the *Nine Yang Divine Skill*, could continue for thousands more moves, but Lu Wushuang, the weakest among them, could not hold on. She let out a cry, her leg slightly limping, and was hit on the back by a sword.

Luo Fan realized that this could not continue. Although the divine condor and Xiaolongnü might be able to hold on, Lu Wushuang would not survive until the last guard was dead. After exchanging a palm strike with the red-robed woman, Luo Fan retreated to the two women and said, "Follow me, let's break out!"

"Okay!" The two women nodded and followed Luo Fan out of the valley.

"Want to run?" The red-robed woman would not let them go. Her slender hands suddenly produced several fine needles, which she flicked, turning them into several bright silver streaks that flew toward Luo Fan and the others.

Luo Fan's sword light spun, enveloping the silver streaks. His left hand lightly tapped, using the *Zhongchong Sword* for both attack and defense.

The red-robed woman suddenly turned into a red stream, leaving a long trail of red afterimages. She moved in a "Z" shape, dodging the *Zhongchong Sword* and appearing in front of Luo Fan in the blink of an eye. Her red sleeves fluttered, and her attack was hidden behind them, making it difficult for Luo Fan to anticipate. However, it only hindered him slightly; to gain the upper hand against Luo Fan, who had mastered the *Nine Swords of Dugu*, was not enough. After dozens of moves, Luo Fan showed no signs of fatigue.

The red-robed woman's movements around the group became faster and faster, eventually forming a red wind wheel. Each attack came from an extremely tricky angle, and she focused on attacking the two women, making Luo Fan struggle to protect them.

Luo Fan's face darkened as he blocked all the attacks. Suddenly, he extended his middle finger and shifted it, releasing the *Zhongchong Sword* qi. The red-robed woman, who had already exchanged over a thousand moves with Luo Fan, seemed to see through this move. She only started to dodge when she heard the whistling sound of the *Zhongchong Sword* and easily avoided it!

Before she could celebrate, Luo Fan's left *Zhongchong Sword* struck again, hitting the direction she was dodging. The red-robed woman's face changed drastically, and she quickly used her lightness skill to stop her movement. At this moment, Luo Fan's right hand extended another *Zhongchong Sword*!

"Go!" Luo Fan's *Zhongchong Sword* hit her abdomen, and he immediately pulled the two women away. Suddenly, his ankle hurt, and he looked down to see a fine needle attached to a red thread on his left foot. He smiled coldly, and as the red-robed woman pulled the thread, Luo Fan, about to lose his balance, kicked out with his right foot and said, "You go first, let the condor lead the way! I'll catch up!"

"Is that so?" The red-robed woman sneered and shouted, "Kill this person with all your might, ignore the others!"

The two women were shocked. If the red-robed woman blocked them with all her strength, and thousands of guards attacked, how could Luo Fan escape? They quickly returned to help.

"Good! Truly loyal and righteous!" The red-robed woman praised, smiling. "Today, I will let you die together, so you can have company on the road to the underworld!"

"Damn!" Luo Fan was furious and swung his sword at the red-robed woman. However, his mind was already slightly disordered, and the *Nine Swords of Dugu*, which required a calm mind to anticipate the enemy, became less effective. Luo Fan was forced into a more difficult position, creating a vicious cycle. The more difficult his position became, the more disordered his mind, and the more disordered his mind, the more difficult his position. After dozens of moves, Luo Fan's defeat was evident.

"What should I do?" The points in the system were down to single digits, and seeking help from the system was useless. Unless he activated the return, but if he did, he could not take anyone with him, and the two women would die here today!

Thinking of this, Luo Fan became even more anxious. Caught off guard, he was hit in the chest by a palm. The blow was severe, and despite his divine skill, Luo Fan could not stop the blood from gushing out.

"Brother Fan (Brother Luo)!" The two women, seeing Luo Fan's condition, quickly pushed away their enemies and supported him, asking, "How are you?"

"Die!" The red-robed woman, seeing Luo Fan's severe injury, had no more reservations and followed up with another palm strike!

No one in the scene could block this palm except Luo Fan, who was already heavily injured. How could he defend?

The two women were prepared to die, and they stood in front of Luo Fan together!

Xiaolongnü reacted faster and stood in front of Luo Fan first, while Lu Wushuang, reacting slightly slower, stood in front of Xiaolongnü. The palm was about to hit! If it did, with Lu Wushuang's current martial arts, she would surely suffer internal injuries!

Suddenly, a flute sound came from nowhere, mournful like the cry of a cicada. A man in green clothes seemed to turn into a phantom, passing through the crowd and blocking the palm with his jade flute at the last moment!

Everyone looked at this man. He was dressed in a green robe, wearing a matching square cap, with a scholarly appearance and a thin figure. Luo Fan exclaimed, "Island Master Huang?"

The red-robed woman sized up Huang Yaoshi and knew that the only person in the world with such martial arts and called Huang Yaoshi was the Eastern Heretic. Her face turned cold, and she said coldly, "Are you the Island Master of Peach Blossom Island? Are you opposing the court?"

"Opposing the court? What is the court?" Huang Yaoshi glanced at her disdainfully.

"Arrogant and ignorant!" The red-robed woman sneered, and several flying needles shot at Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi, unhurried, swung his jade flute gracefully. A mournful note seemed to come from the flute, and Luo Fan felt a shock to his mind, with unpleasant memories surfacing!

The red-robed woman's eyes also showed a hint of sorrow, but it quickly turned clear. Huang Yaoshi's flute was already in front of her, and she quickly used her lightness skill to dodge. The flute almost grazed her body, making her break out in a cold sweat. If she had been any slower, her acupoints would have been struck. This martial art was truly bizarre!

Huang Yaoshi's attack did not stop. The flute swung, and the notes in the air formed a melody. The melody was mournful and filled with deep longing, and everyone who heard it was moved to sadness. The guards gradually forgot to attack!

This was a sword technique Huang Yaoshi had created inspired by Luo Fan's words about extreme emotion and extreme sword. Both the sword and the melody were created to commemorate his deceased wife, containing his decades of longing and sorrow. It was an excellent work, and in terms of sword techniques, it was on par with Yang Guo's *Heartbreaking Palm* in the original story. He had also modified the flute to produce notes when swung, combining the sword and the melody, making it extremely powerful!

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The world's power is just to prevent score farming. Originally, I planned to mention it later, but after reviewing today, I decided to write it earlier. I have already mentioned it in the previous chapter. After all, the protagonist's continuous challenges and secret peeks at manuals have a hint of score farming, and it definitely cannot continue in the future.

Thank you, section1, for the tip, and also to Shengsheng...

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