Qin Qingfeng was suddenly stunned. The next second, he closed his last breath and fell into Lin Mengxi's arms with a smile.

"Qingfeng!"

"Dad!" Qin Shuang could no longer help, rushed over and cried bitterly in a sad voice: "Wake up, wake up, don't you want to hear me call you dad? I'm calling you, you answer."

"father!"

Seeing Qin Shuang crying into tears, Han Sanqian's self-blame reached its peak.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Han Sanqian punched the ground with a tight punch, and the hard hall was smashed into a huge pit as big as a casserole by him.

Gripping my teeth, my eyes were both sad and regretful.

He stood up suddenly, and Han Sanqian rushed out of the hall directly.

"ah!!"

With an angry roar towards the sky, the whole body roared, and a huge golden wave spread directly to all directions.

"Bang bang bang!"

Four stone statues outside the hall exploded directly when they encountered a golden swath and turned into powder.

The entire hall also trembled violently because of this huge wave.

The disciples of the Surviving Medicine God Pavilion who were at a loss were even more unlucky. They just flew over and were about to gather outside the hall, but were suddenly hit by the huge wave and directly dispersed.

One by one, like kites with broken strings, floating around everywhere.

In the hall, stones fell and sand flew, and Ye Gucheng and his group looked at each other in a flash. Han Sanqian just roared angrily, and he had such power, and they all looked pale in fear.

"Gucheng, what should I do now? It's not easy to mess with that guy." Wu Yan said timidly.

A trace of confusion flashed in Ye Gucheng's eyes. He didn't know what to do. Retreat. Finally, he took down the Xuwu Sect, and the duck that was in his mouth flew like this. How could he bear to let it go?

But if it doesn't withdraw?!

Han Sanqian was furious. What if he vented his anger on himself? What else, Han Sanqian has now stated that he would interfere in the Xuwu Sect.

He was hesitating, but at this moment, Han Sanqian walked in with anger on his face, his eyes swept Ye Gucheng, and he made Ye Gucheng feel scared.

"I want to bury my master. Are you leaving by yourself now? Or do you want to wait until I finish burying my master and then kill you?" Han Sanqian shouted coldly.

"You!" Ye Gucheng was so angry that Han Sanqian was simply too arrogant and did not give him any face. But what could he do? "Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Gucheng and Wu Yan and others left in a mess.

"Sanyong, please bring all my friends outside into the sect." Han Sanqian said.

"Yes!" Sanyong nodded, waved his hand, and helped Ruoyu out with Elder Ersan Peak.

In the hall, only Han Sanqian and three others were soon left.

Han Sanqian did not speak, but sat in the corner and was depressed for a moment.

Although Qin Qingfeng advised him before his death, Han Sanqian could not pass this hurdle in his heart.

Qin Qingfeng is his master after all.

However, his death was caused by his own sword.

Even if it is unintentional, it is a great act of deviance.

After a long time, Qin Shuang wiped away her tears and stood up slowly. Then, she gritted her teeth and suddenly activated energy in her hand, and a flame directly hit Qin Qingfeng's body.

Han Sanqian immediately slapped the energy and frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Qin Shuang shook her head: "He is dead, I want to cremate him."

"Have a funeral." Han Sanqian said.

This is the only thing he can do for Qin Qingfeng.

"Although Ye Gucheng has left, with his personality, he will definitely make a comeback. We don't have time to hold a funeral for him. Cremation is on the spot, so how do you get there?" Lin Mengxi shook his head and said.

"I have to support everything, do it!" Han Sanqian said coldly.

After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he lifted the long sword in his hand and walked out straight.

Not long after, a figure stood there with a cold face above the Xuwu Sect, like a stone statue, motionless.

But it is like a guardian god, keeping the sky above the Void Sect tightly!

In the lobby of the Xuwu Sect, white paper was hanging high, and the mourning hall was lightly raised, and a funeral officially began.

After Su Yingxia and others came in, they knew what had happened. No one disturbed Han Sanqian in the air, but helped to handle Qin Qingfeng's funeral.

Especially Su Yingxia, she was almost busy and was no more hard than Qin Shuang.

For her, she knew that as a wife, what she had to do at this time was to share Han Sanqian's worries silently, do something he wanted to do but could not do for the time being, and compensate Han Sanqian for what he wanted to compensate.

This funeral was held for a long time, and the Xuwu Sect also treated it according to the elder's death standards.

Early the next morning.

It was lightly bright!

On the hill in the distance, figures swayed.

Ye Gucheng's face was cold and he followed closely behind a person. Behind them was a large army of 60,000 to 70,000 people, moving forward in a mighty manner!

"Han Sanqian, you are dead." Ye Gucheng shouted in his heart.

The person in front of Ye Gucheng looked at the figure in the air in the Xuwu Sect with a torch. Under the sun, his face was particularly familiar at this time - it was Wang Yanzhi of the Medicine God Pavilion!
Chapter completed!