"It seems that you are determined to keep killing others!"

"Haha, it's good to know, now your blood-drinking sword is no longer so powerful, after the blood dragons drink enough blood, they will no longer pose a threat to my Bashan faction, I see how you still fight with me!"

As he spoke, He Qingfeng threw himself towards Zhuo Yifan with his feet on the ground.

His wooden sword spun at high speed, and one sword turned into five, which was dazzling.

Without the blood dragon coming out, Zhuo Yifan still used the blood-drinking sword to meet the enemy, and there was no better way now.

Without the help of the blood dragon, the power of the blood-drinking sword was greatly reduced, and Zhuo Yifan and He Qingfeng did not have the upper hand in the confrontation, and were generally in a state of parity.

The other disciples of the Bashan Sect had already attacked Xiang Yi and Yu Qingqiu, Lin Qingyi, and several people from the Bodhi Temple, and they had to retreat due to the large number of people.

Zhuo Yifan knew that if it was delayed like this, several people would probably not be able to get out.

So he avoided He Qingfeng and flew towards the place where several people were standing, and then glanced at each other, no longer fighting, but taking the opportunity to flee.

As He Qingfeng, who had the upper hand, of course he would not watch his prey escape, so he led everyone to chase after him, but because Zhuo Yifan's light skills were quite powerful, after hiding in Tibet, they finally got rid of the pursuit of the Bashan faction.

Even so, the few of them didn't dare to stop there, and still ran forward.

It wasn't until they felt that there was no one behind them that they stopped, panting.

After some discussion, they decided to go to Bashan, where there was still a lot of things available and easy to hide, even though it was He Qingfeng's old lair before.

After some hurry, I finally came to Bashan.

After arriving in Bashan, Zhuo Yifan found that there were only five people left in Bodhi Temple, and he, Yu Qingqiu, Lin Qingyi, and Xiangyi were four, a total of nine people.

The most painful thing at the moment is Lin Qingyi, Yu Menglian died by hitting the sharp sword with her neck in order not to prevent Qingfeng from threatening her daughter and Zhuo Yifan's hostages.

Looking at Lin Qingyi's painful and pitiful appearance, everyone was heartbroken.

Yu Qingqiu kept comforting Lin Qingyi and letting her relax, even though she knew that the effect was minimal.

"Master, He Qingfeng has changed and has become even more cruel than a demon!" Lin Qingyi knelt down and said to the tablet of Luyang Zhenren.

"Master, what should we do? He Qingfeng has really become a demon!" Yu Qingqiu also knelt down.

However, what responded to them was only the tablet of Luyang Zhenren standing on its own, and other than that, it was silent.

Subsequently, after some discussion, it was expected that He Qingfeng would definitely bring people to chase after him soon, but if he fled to other places, it would bring a bloody disaster to the local people, so it was better to fight with them here and eliminate the disciples of the Bashan faction as much as possible, so as to stop He Qingfeng's evil.

As the two senior sisters of the Bashan faction, Yu Qingqiu and Lin Qingyi naturally had a hard time attacking their juniors, but now they have become cruel and tyrannical, and for the sake of the so-called glory and wealth, they are completely under He Qingfeng's orders, and even so many loyal subordinates of the two of them have also defected and thrown themselves to He Qingfeng.

"In addition to killing, it's better to be able to influence them, or at least keep them from getting involved. Zhuo Yifan said.

The crowd nodded, putting persuasion before killing, which was also a chance to give them a chance.

He Qingfeng led everyone to be very lively in the Shushan faction, although he did not get the blood-drinking sword, nor did he kill a few of them who disobeyed him, but through this battle, he had found a way to deal with the blood-drinking sword, that is, to feed the blood dragon with blood, so that they would no longer have the will to attack him.

The disciples of the Bashan Sect who saw this situation with their own eyes were still terrified, but they were relieved to see that the two blood dragons did not attack He Qingfeng after drinking enough blood.

He Qingfeng ordered everyone to rest and recuperate, and continued to rob the gold and silver treasures of ordinary people, and more importantly, to prepare enough human blood to deal with the power of the Blood Drinking Sword.

As a result, after the collapse of Yangyangwu's Shushan faction, the rivers and lakes, and even the people, who had just improved a little, began to be bloody again, even more serious than before.

At present, everyone is in danger, and many small towns are depopulated, either exterminated by the Bashan faction to collect blood, or because they are afraid of being killed, they are running in all directions, far away from the areas where the Bashan faction can invade.

For a while, all the people felt fear lingering in their hearts, that is, the fear that the Shushan faction had never had when they were evil.

After some preparations, He Qingfeng took two thousand people and set off to Bashan to fight Zhuo Yifan and others.

The people of the Bashan faction are naturally very familiar with the terrain of Bashan, and the roadblocks set up by Zhuo Yifan were also easily avoided by them, which can be described as if they were in a no-man's land, and soon forced everyone to the original station of the Bashan faction.

Lin Qingyi persuaded the disciples of the Bashan faction with some bitter words, asking them to recognize He Qingfeng's current state and what they had done, and wanted to influence them so that they would stop working hard for He Qingfeng and stop disgraceing the Bashan faction.

However, the Bashan faction has been suppressed by the Shushan faction for hundreds of years, whether it is in terms of spiritual relaxation or material enjoyment, it is in an extremely depressed state, and now it has finally overthrown everything that binds and oppresses them, and the whole body can relax, naturally they want to enjoy the prosperity of the world, how can they be willing to listen to Lin Qingyi's persuasion.

Yu Qingqiu also joined in, and even moved out of Luyang Zhen's teachings before his death, wanting to arouse everyone's memories of the past and not forget his roots.

But while the idea was good, it went in the opposite direction. These disciples of the Bashan Sect, when they think of the painful past, naturally feel that they are living really well now, and they support and praise He Qingfeng even more, and they follow closely.

"Okay, okay, don't waste your tongue. The big guy is happy now, with meat to eat and drink, women to play with, and he is respected by the world, why do you want to go back to the past that makes people breathless and unbearable?" He Qingfeng asked rhetorically.

"Respected by the world? Do you really dare to say it! The people of the world now wish that the Bashan Sect would die sooner and that they would be saved from your enslavement and cruelty!" Lin Qingyi said angrily.

"Then they should die!" He Qingfeng said angrily.

Zhuo Yifan looked at He Qingfeng coldly, pulled out the blood-drinking sword, and pointed at everyone, "I don't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, you should quickly stay away from He Qingfeng and return to the orthodox Bashan faction, otherwise you will be fighting for the tiger and die innocently!"

Seeing this, the disciples of the Bashan faction actually laughed, obviously taking Zhuo Yifan's warning seriously.