Martial arts fanatic

Chapter 390

The old man's angry and resolute voice echoed in the minds of Leng Feng and his party like drums and thunder, making their bodies tremble and their souls tremble.

How can they bear the anger of Venerable Shenwu.

Suppressing the sense of fear in his heart, after a while, Leng Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, I will give you 1 million yuan from the Seven Killers, and I will never let it go. But... please allow me a while, and wait for the young commander to come back. It must be offered with both hands.”

Although Leng Feng had a firm, even calm expression on his face, a drop of cold sweat still couldn't help rolling down his forehead.

"Accommodating for a period of time? Why does the old man want to accommodate for a period of time?" The old man's dissatisfied voice sounded, but he was suddenly taken aback, as if thinking of something, he looked at Leng Feng with wide eyes and said, "Aren't you Ye Bufan?"

The corner of Leng Feng's mouth twitched, obviously, the old man in front of him mistook him for Ye Bufan.Immediately, Leng Feng shook his head: "No."

Hearing this, the old man scolded angrily: "You are not Ye Bufan, so what are you talking about with this old man? Hurry up and call him out to this old man, don't try to renege on your debt."

The corner of Leng Feng's mouth twitched again, secretly despising in his heart:

You only said that you wanted to sell the monster, but you didn't say that you wanted to sell it to the commander in person.Moreover, I have never said that I am the leader of the seven kills.

Immediately, Leng Feng looked at the old man, and said helplessly, "Senior, I'm sorry, the Commander is not in the Seven Kills station right now."

"Where did you go? Call me back right away."

"I...I don't know either."

"You do not know?"

"How could you not know? Could it be that you want to renege on the debt if you can't come up with 1 million yuan?" While speaking, the old man glared at Leng Feng.

Leng Feng was speechless and confused.

'Crack! ! '

Suddenly, a harsh voice came from the left side of the hall. Leng Feng and the others were taken aback for a moment, and instinctively followed the reputation, and the old man was no exception.In sight, the door of a wing room was opened, and Ye Bufan came out from inside.

Seeing Ye Bufan, Leng Feng was slightly taken aback.

The same is true for several Shenyuan warriors.

The old man frowned, he looked Ye Bufan up and down, a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes, he was sure that there was no one in the previous room.

Seeing Leng Feng and his party, Ye Bufan was slightly taken aback, then walked over, glanced at the crowd and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Leng Feng hesitated slightly.

The old man said: "Are you that Marshal Flying Dragon, Commander of the Seven Killers, Ye Bufan?"

Ye Bufan glanced at the old man suspiciously, and asked suspiciously, "You are?" Then, he glanced at the Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion on the ground again, with a look on his face.

"Commander, he..."

Leng Feng was about to speak, but was interrupted by the old man, looking at Ye Bufan, the old man said: "It doesn't matter who the old man is, since you're here, it's just right. Did you say that anyone who can capture the monsters or wild beasts alive , can I sell it to you?"

"That's what happened."

Ye Bufan nodded with a look of astonishment.

The old man did not hesitate, and asked again: "The demon god of the demon race, 1 million stone?"

"That's fine."

The word Ye Bufan fell, and the old man reached out to him with his right hand, kicked the dying Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion, and said: "Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion, the demon god of the demon race, is still alive, give me money, 1 million yuan stone, a piece of money!" Not one less."

"Demon...God?"

Ye Bufan was slightly taken aback, and stared at Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion with wide eyes. Originally, he thought it was Zhou Tianjing, but he didn't expect it to be a god of martial arts?
1 million yuan to buy the demon god?
Ye Bufan was just talking casually at the beginning, after all, most of the demon gods of the demon clan are in the Wangyao Mountain Range, the base camp of the demon clan.It is definitely not a simple matter to seriously injure and capture a demon god alive, but I did not expect...

Unexpected joy.

At this time, the old man yelled angrily: "I am dignified and powerful, I don't even bother to lie, and even more don't bother to lie to you, a brat, give me the money."

Ye Bufan withdrew his mind, chuckled lightly and said.

A demon god in the Divine Martial Realm, 1 million yuan stone, is too much value, as long as he controls his soul, it is equivalent to having a thug in the Divine Martial Realm.

Divine Martial Realm...

It's exciting just thinking about it.

Ye Bufan's words made the old man slightly startled, obviously, he didn't expect Ye Bufan to agree so readily.However, the old man didn't pay too much attention, but said directly: "In this case, give me the money."

"The old man is short of money? Or is he in urgent need of primordial stones?" Ye Bufan didn't take out the primordial stones directly, but looked at the old man and asked.

Although 1 million yuan stone is not a lot, but for a mere 1 million yuan stone, a strong man in the martial arts realm will go to Wangyao Mountain to capture the demon god?
Unlikely.

The only explanation is that he lacks money.

The old man was taken aback again, looked at Ye Bufan suspiciously and asked, "What do you mean?"

"If the old man is short of money or primordial stones, which are rare, how about... how about we make a deal?" Ye Bufan said with a smile.

Lao Ze frowned: "What deal?".

Ye Bufan chuckled: "As long as the old gentleman hangs out with this young master for a year, this young master will give you 10 billion yuan shi. What do you want, old gentleman?"

As soon as Ye Bufan finished speaking, Leng Feng and the others couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

10 billion yuan a year?
Is the Commander trying to buy off the Venerable God in front of him?
This is a billion, not a hundred thousand.

They didn't expect Ye Bufan to be so crazy, and they were in a mess immediately, but they were extremely shocked that Ye Bufan could take out so many yuan stones, and they were even more curious about how many yuan stones Ye Bufan had on him.

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and he looked at Ye Bufan with strange eyes: "Fuck with you, one year, 10 billion yuan?"

The old man said: "Not interested."

"20 billion."

Ye Bufan's expression was calm, and his words were astonishing, directly increasing the price by one billion.

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched.

The same is true for Leng Feng and others.

Is this throwing money at people?

"If the old man thinks it's too little, feel free to make an offer, as long as I can accept it, I will never refuse." Suddenly, Ye Bufan smiled and said again.

The old man frowned, and said in a deep voice: "You are like this, aren't you afraid of angering the old man, and the old man directly kills people and robs money?"

The atmosphere changed in vain.

Leng Feng and the others trembled, looking alert.

Ye Bufan smiled, and said calmly: "First, even if the old gentleman makes a move, it may not be able to kill this young master."

As soon as Ye Bufan finished speaking, the old man was taken aback, and Leng Feng and others were even more surprised.Venerable Shenwu may not be able to kill you even if he makes a move?

They don't believe it.

However, Ye Bufan's confident smile didn't seem like wild words.

For a moment, they were confused.

Ye Bufan ignored it, and continued: "Secondly, this young master has already said before that he wants to make a deal with the old man, and the old man has not refused. Since it is a deal, it is natural for me to make an offer, and you to counter-offer, so This young master has no intention of humiliation."

"Since that's the case, how can you provoke the old gentleman to say it?"

"A transaction is a transaction. Once you buy and sell, if you like it, I will. If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't do it, you can't do it. If there is no business, benevolence and righteousness still exist."

"Old sir, do you think so?"

The old man smiled lightly, but his voice sank: "I'm not interested." Then, he reached out to Ye Bufan again and said, "Give me the money."

"Old man, don't you really think about it?" Ye Bufan looked at the old man and asked a little unwillingly.

"Don't think about it."

The old man waved his hand: "The old man is used to wandering around, and he has no intention of being inferior to others, so you don't need to talk about it."

Ye Bufan responded helplessly.

"Pity……"

After shaking his head, Ye Bufan walked up to Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion in a few steps, and suddenly squatted down in front of everyone.

The old man was shocked: "What are you doing?"

Ye Bufan was instinctively taken aback, and looked suspiciously at the old man.

The old man was stunned for a moment, his eyes dodged slightly and he said: "Don't worry, he still has a breath, he can't die. If you want to kill him, give him the money first, and it won't be too late to do it after the old man leaves."

Ye Bufan frowned suddenly, then narrowed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)