C482

This Ye Feng actually did not know what was good for him, and was indifferent to their Tang Clan's attempts to rope him in, and even ridiculed them with his words?

Just as he was about to wave his hand and let the group attack and capture Ye Feng, the face of a seventy year old male changed, and he immediately transmitted to Tang Jingtian.

"Elder, didn't we say at the Great Sect Assembly that we must rope in this Ye Feng as much as possible, and not make him our enemy?"

After saying that, Tang Jingtian's face changed again and again.

Originally, with his personality, it was impossible for him to compromise with Ye Feng. Not to mention someone as young as Ye Feng, even senior Wu Lin didn't dare to mock him like this.

However, the middle-aged man's reminder made him suppress his anger.

Hmph, it's just a Taiji Temple treasure sword, I, Tang Jingtian can buy it myself.

"I'll give you five hundred million, hand me the sword."

Tang Jingtian said proudly as he looked at Ye Feng.

Without mentioning anything else, the quality of this sharp sword was indeed excellent. Just its forging process and materials alone were more than 500 million. The main reason was that some of its forging materials were extremely precious, which ordinary people would not be able to purchase even if they had money.

Since it was not a loss, Tang Jingtian did not mind doing it. The key thing was that he did not want to go against the decision made at the Great Sect Assembly, and fall out with Ye Feng.

He didn't think that Ye Feng had anything that was worth winning over, wasn't he just a young man with a little Inherent Skill? However, he still had to abide by the decisions made by the people in the Great Sect Assembly.

Tang Jingtian's reaction made Ye Feng surprised, he had thought that this old man would immediately send people to attack him.

"Isn't five hundred million too little?"

Ye Feng pondered and then said indifferently: "One billion, do you want it or not?"

Puff!

Tang Jingtian was simply about to vomit blood, he had already decided to buy Ye Feng's sword, it was already giving him face, but this brat actually took an inch at a time? Too shameless!

Logically speaking, the value of this sword should only be around one billion, but that would mean that Tang Jingtian would not be able to earn anything from it.

But to Ye Feng, a loss of five hundred million was not something he could decide. He had asked Long Wan'er before, the sword's value was eight hundred million. With the appearance of nine hundred million, of course, he had to take a risk to someone like Tang Jingtian.

"500 million."

Tang Jingtian stared at Ye Feng and the sword in his hands, unwilling to increase the price by even a single cent.

"One billion."

Ye Feng was even calmer than the old man as he glanced at him.

Looking at Ye Feng's expression, Tang Jingtian practically wanted to hit him, but just as he was about to raise his hand, the middle-aged man beside him immediately reminded him: "Elder, Great Sect Assembly ?"

"Damn."

It was hard for Tang Jingtian to curse out loud despite being so old, but he was still able to forcibly suppress his anger.

He looked at Ye Feng calmly: "Five hundred and fifty million."

"One billion."

Ye Feng continued to speak, but he had lost his patience.

If the other party didn't know what he was thinking, then of course he would kill all those who dared to stop him. Since Tang Clan had chased Tang Qingling out of the Tang Clan back then, there was not a single bit of friendship left between the two of them. Since that was the case, there was no need for Ye Feng to give face to the other party.

Furthermore, the other party even wanted him to join the Tang Clan, and even changed his surname to Tang. This was naturally impossible.

"You!"

Seeing that Ye Feng was still holding on to one billion, Tang Jingtian became even more furious, and his old face flushed red.

This immediately made the middle-aged man feel that something was wrong, he immediately waved his hand and returned to Tang Jingtian's side with the other person, blocking his path in front.

Ye Feng watched their movements and waited calmly. After a while, Tang Jingtian's anger finally stopped.

"Fine, one billion then. But you must join our Tang Clan, and change your surname to Tang!"

Tang Jingtian clenched his teeth, and made his final decision: "One billion is not a small amount, and if we do not buy it, no one will buy it, you decide for yourself."

"Then it's a falling out."

Ye Feng grinned.

This smile immediately made the two middle-aged men a little scared. They immediately grabbed onto Tang Jingtian and chattered a lot more about the upcoming Great Sect Assembly. They did not want to be enemies with Ye Feng and so on, and said everything in one go.

Tang Jingtian was so angry that his head started to spin from what he heard. He stared at Ye Feng and looked at him a few times before finally nodding his head slowly.

"Then that's it, buy this sword with one billion. Also, remember the favor Tang Clan has given you."

Tang Jingtian coldly snorted and threw out a bank card, "The password is on the back."

Crack.

Ye Feng caught the bank card and threw it into the Dragon Sword Ring without even looking at it. He smiled lightly: "This is a fair deal, I don't remember what gratitude Tang Clan has toward me."

As he spoke, he threw away the sword in his hand.

Although he knew that his fighting prowess was greater than others, he couldn't afford to run away after taking the money.

Tang Jingtian caught the sword and felt a tyrannical power seep into his body through the sword, causing him to tremble.

Ye Feng's strength was actually this strong, which was far beyond his expectations!

The rumors previously said that Ye Feng only had a cultivation of twenty years, but now, Tang Jingtian really wanted to hack him into eight pieces. How is this the power of twenty years of cultivation? It was obviously the strength of an expert with sixty years of cultivation!

Right now, the Divine Power Cultivation that Ye Feng had lived in for twenty-nine years, when converted to Inner Qi was indeed at the level of sixty years. The experienced Tang Jingtian could immediately feel it.

It was a pity that just based on his cultivation level, it was impossible to deduce Ye Feng's true combat strength. If Tang Jingtian had tried to deduce his true strength from this, he would be extremely wrong.

"Bye bye."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, his figure turned and disappeared from everyone's sight. When the Stealth Spell was used, it was extremely difficult for people without consciousness to detect him.

Ignoring the expressions of Tang Jingtian and the others, Ye Feng pondered on his own after leaving.

"The Tang Clan has such high tolerance towards me, it seems that I can use it for a bit. If it's ingenious, then I can obtain some miraculous effects in terms of Martial Arts Event ?"

Of course, to the Tang Clan, Ye Feng would only use it, it was impossible for him to really join the Tang Clan and change his surname to Tang. A family with such a fickle relationship, there was simply no need for him to join, furthermore, it wouldn't be long before his entire strength would be stronger than the Tang Clan.

The trade with the sword just now was actually Ye Feng testing Tang Clan's bottom line. Since he was taking such a loss now, it seems that Tang Clan is indeed very fearful of Ye Feng, or it could be said that he was taking Ye Feng seriously.

After Ye Feng left quietly, Tang Jingtian was still furious, but he had nowhere to vent it out.

It was at this moment that he suddenly sensed someone's aura coming from the forest not far away. His voice grew cold. "Who's there?"

The young girl, Zhang Yang, who was hiding in the darkness felt her heart tremble. Damn it, I've been discovered!