"Zhuo Yifan, you guys go quickly, I can't do it!" Xiangyi exclaimed with all his might, and then increased the intensity of shaking the bell.

Zhuo Yifan and the others saw that Xiangyi was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and it was difficult to get up, so they hurriedly ran to Xiangyi, wanting to save She Qingfeng when she was also dizzy.

He ran to Xiangyi's side and was about to take Xiangyi away, but Xiangyi's breath was already weak at this time.

"Yifan, leave me alone, I can't do it...... I've got the bell to keep them in check for a while, so let's go. Xiangyi shook the bell and said with difficulty.

"No, let's go together. Zhuo Yifan insisted.

"Let's go, this bell must cooperate with my Tianxiang Pavilion's martial arts to play a role, I can't support it anymore. Xiangyi hurriedly urged.

"Let's go together. Zhuo Yifan wanted to pick up Xiangyi again, but she refused.

Seeing that Xiangyi shook the bell less and less, He Qingfeng also seemed to be sober, the situation was imminent, Zhuo Yifan could only watch Xiangyi's breath weaken, so he led a few people to escape while everyone in the Bashan faction was dizzy.

However, before they could flee far, they were chased and surrounded by the people of the Bashan faction.

The martial arts of the disciples of the Bashan faction were already very high, and coupled with Zhuo Yi and his bloody corpse, they had been surrounded by the side, and Zhuo Yifan and the others were difficult to get out for a while.

Seeing this, they could only fight hard, and all of them used their best skills to target those Bashan Sect disciples fiercely.

It's just that because there are too many of them, no matter how they can fight, they are still invincible with two fists, and after a period of time, Zhuo Yifan and others gradually feel hopeless to break through.

On the other side, when Xiang Yi was dying, he was still holding He Qingfeng's legs, making it difficult for him to struggle, although he attacked her hard, Xiang Yi still didn't let go.

Just when the physical strength of Zhuo Yifan and the others was becoming more and more difficult to support, a person suddenly flashed in and attacked the disciples of the Bashan faction.

Zhuo Yifan looked at it, it turned out to be Xiu'er, the grandmother of Tianxiang Pavilion, and the infatuated woman who had always been obsessed with Zhuo Yifan.

Xiu'er kept hitting the West Harrier's cold ice palm, only to see the ice bear transformed by Xuan Qi constantly emitting a deafening roar, and his heavy footsteps shook the ground.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Bashan faction were stunned for a moment, and then everyone used the formation of the Bashan faction to deal with the ice bear.

The Ice Bear continued to push out large chunks of broken ice and attacked the disciples of the Bashan Sect, while the disciples of the Bashan Sect worked together to launch bursts of flames transformed by internal force, constantly fusing the ice cubes to reduce its aggressiveness.

Seeing that the disciples of the Bashan faction were really powerful in martial arts, Xiu'er shot the Eastern Harrier Fire Palm at them again, and one by one Huang Zhen suddenly rotated around the people of the Bashan faction at high speed, driving the burning fire, and then there was a scream of ghosts crying wolves.

Seeing that there was a helping hand coming, Zhuo Yifan and the others were nervous and uneasy, and they were slightly relieved, so they attacked the disciples of the Bashan faction even harder.

After a short period of fighting, Xiu'er finally repelled the disciples of the Bashan faction, and Zhuo Yifan and the others took the opportunity to get rid of the encirclement of the Bashan faction.

Xiu'er rushed to Xiangyi again, and after a few moves with He Qingfeng, she wanted to save Xiangyi, but when she saw that she was no longer good, she could only retreat while fighting and escaped.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan and the others had left, and Xiangyi was already dying at this time, she squeezed out a smile on her face, but she did not show weakness to He Qingfeng, and was very contemptuous.

"Slut!"

He Qingfeng, who was dizzy by Xiang Yi's shaking just now, and was dragged by her all the time, roared at Xiang Yi, and then pushed out two palms at him.

The deep internal force suddenly knocked Xiangyi away, and when she landed, she was no longer breathing, but her face was full of smiles, and she was heading towards Zhuo Yifan and the direction they fled.

He Qingfeng stepped forward and saw Xiangyi's eyes wide open, and he didn't bat at a glance.

He shuddered, stunned. Then he squatted down slightly, looked at it in a daze, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Why did you do this to me, why did you give my heart to someone else?"

He shook Xiangyi like crazy, tears in his eyes, and was very sad. Crying and crying, but becoming very angry again.

"Slut, you are innocent! You betrayed me!" He Qingfeng continued to growl.

Then he whimpered and cried, and said with words in his mouth, the beauty of the two of them was even from the time they knew each other.

He shook Xiangyi's body and hugged him tightly into his arms, in great pain.

The people of the Bashan faction looked at He Qingfeng blankly, very puzzled by his behavior, he was still angry just now, how could he now think of the beauty between the two, and the speed of emotional switching was jaw-dropping.

"I'm sorry for you...... I'm sorry for you......" He Qingfeng said heartbroken.

"If I hadn't wanted to calculate, to be the savior of the rivers and lakes, and to be the head of the Bashan faction, maybe we would have been able to stay together for the rest of our lives, but I couldn't!" He Qingfeng shook Xiangyi like crazy again, although she no longer had any response to him.

I don't know how long I cried, but He Qingfeng, who couldn't stop sobbing, slowly restrained his emotions and gently closed Xiangyi's eyes.

Then he stood up and set his eyes on his disciples, who looked righteous and awe-inspiring, who else in the world would give up on me.

He glanced around, only to see that there was blood everywhere at the scene, broken arms and legs piled up together, corpses scattered all over the place, obviously Zhuo Yifan and his two junior sisters, as well as a few people from Bodhi Temple, killed many of his disciples just now.

He Qingfeng asked people to take a closer count, and more than 700 people died.

More than 700 people, compared with 2,000 people, still have a big impact, but he did not show much disappointment.

He Qingfeng settled down with everyone, then picked up Xiangyi and walked out.

He buried Xiang Yi in the room where he used to live, completely using the specifications of his master Luyang Zhenren, and the materials he chose were the best.

After being buried, he knelt down in front of Xiangyi's grave and cried for two hours before stopping.

When the disciples of the Bashan faction saw him behaving like this, they couldn't understand it one by one, they killed their lover, and cried to death.

Zhuo Yi also felt that He Qingfeng had hysteria, and he had no feelings for Xiangyi, otherwise he would not have killed her, but he used this form to bury her and pay tribute to her, what did he mean?

Nobody knows.

After that, He Qingfeng became restless, because Zhuo Yifan and several of them had already escaped from his pursuit, and they didn't know where to flee to now, leaving him with a lot of security risks and psychological burdens.

After several escapes, they finally left Bashan, and there was no one sent by He Qingfeng to chase and kill them, so everyone slowed down.