"Liuchuan, I was wrong, I misjudged you before; it turns out everything you did was for our Su Family." Su Yunhe walked over, somewhat embarrassed, and spoke to Gai Liuchuan.

He had witnessed Ye Qingfeng’s terrifying power and now finally felt a trace of regret.

"But luckily, it’s fortunate that Ye Qingfeng was too impulsive and is now dead." Su Yunhe said with relief.

Gai Liuchuan shook his head and sighed, "Ah, Yunhe, don’t be too happy yet, it’s possible—"

"Possible for what? Could Ye Qingfeng possibly survive?" Su Yunhe’s face changed instantly, and he asked in a deep voice.

"What do you think?"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded behind Su Yunhe.

Su Yunhe’s pores exploded instantly, and he couldn’t help but tremble all over.

With a slight turn, Su Yunhe’s eyes widened, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, frozen in place, unable to utter a word.

Liu Feiyan and Du Tianyang were also stunned, standing in a daze.

Not just them, all the wealthy individuals were dumbfounded, with a trace of fear in their eyes, looking at Ye Qingfeng as if they were seeing a ghost.

Everyone saw a young man, stepping on a flying sword, slowly flying up from the cliff.

Flying swords are much more powerful than Spiritual Power Wings.

Though Ye Qingfeng has not recovered to the strength of the War Emperor.

He cannot stand mid-air.

But, crushing someone like Pan Longjiang is not difficult for him.

"Hiss—"

These people drew a cold breath instantly; this person could actually use Sword Flight, which was so terrifying it was unimaginable for these wealthy individuals, overturning their worldview.

"Ye Qingfeng, you!" Su Yunhe took several steps back continuously, his face turning ashen.

The people of Su Family behind him had the same complexion, looking at Ye Qingfeng with fear.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m not the type to kill randomly." Ye Qingfeng smiled gently, his expression indifferent.

"By the way, wait a moment." Ye Qingfeng’s tone was very gentle, still bearing a faint smile on his face.

Standing on the flying sword, Ye Qingfeng turned and flew directly to the opposite side, everyone was slightly stunned, not knowing what Ye Qingfeng intended to do, yet they dared not leave.

When Ye Qingfeng appeared again, there were two women on his flying sword, none other than Du Bingxin and Su Yingxin.

Ye Qingfeng placed them on Qingxun Mountain.

"Yingxin!"

Su Yunhe immediately called affectionately.

It now seemed that Su Yingxin’s choice was the most correct, making Su Yunhe value this granddaughter even more.

"Grandpa, I’m fine."

Su Yingxin also ran over to Su Yunhe’s side with small steps.

"Alright, everything is settled, Su Yunhe, you can pay the medical fees now, right?" Ye Qingfeng smiled gently and spoke warmly.

Su Yunhe’s expression became instantly awkward, as he hadn’t prepared to pay, because he hadn’t expected Pan Longjiang to be no match for Ye Qingfeng.

The people of Su Family also held their breath, waiting for Su Yunhe’s response.

Su Yunhe’s mouth twitched slightly, tidied his expression, and carefully spoke: "Ye Qingfeng, our Su Family is willing to pay the money, thirty billion without missing a cent, but can you give us a little more time!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, Ye Qingfeng’s aura changed, a bloody and violent aura instantly spread over the top of Qingxun Mountain, enveloping all the wealthy individuals there.

"Your meaning is that you haven’t prepared the money today at all?" Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were cold, speaking word by word.

"I have already given you a chance, your Su Family, truly don’t know what’s good for you!"

The cold gaze, violent aura, like substantive killing intent, suddenly made the people of Su Family’s hearts tremble, extremely uneasy.

"Ye, Divine Doctor Ye, it’s my mistake, it’s our error in offending you, I beg you to give me one more day, just one day, I will gather the thirty billion!"

Su Yunhe quickly said.

His heart was now extremely bitter, extremely regretful, Su Yingxin had advised him, Gai Liuchuan had advised him, but he didn’t believe them.

He believed in Su Family’s financial resources, Su Family’s connections, Su Family’s status, this was the foundation of Su Family’s century-long standing without falling, he didn’t believe a Martial Artist could shake their vast Su Family.

He believed in the Xiangjiang Martial Arts myth, Pan Longjiang, an elder who could compete with the War God Ge Min, was the spiritual pillar of Xiangjiang Martial Arts.

He never expected that this Ye Qingfeng would be so terrifying, and the leader of Xiangjiang Martial Arts would be so vulnerable before this young man.

"Give you a day’s time?" Ye Qingfeng chuckled, this smile appeared extraordinarily terrifying in the eyes of Su Family’s people, "Fine."

The people of Su Family were stunned for a moment, this Ye Qingfeng spoke so agreeably?

"But a day’s time should account for some interest, then—" Ye Qingfeng spoke calmly, "Let’s say one hundred billion!"

One hundred billion?

Not only the Su Family, but all wealthy individuals present were stunned, one hundred billion, this accounts for at least seventy percent of Su Family’s shares.

To take out so many assets, Su Family’s wealth would instantly shrink several times, immediately falling out of Xiangjiang’s big families.

"This, this is too much..." Su Yunhe called out in a lost voice.

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes instantly turned cold.

Never killed a person from Su Family, do they really think he’s easy to talk to?

"Grandpa, don’t agree with him, taking out one hundred billion, then what kind of family would our Su Family be classified as!" At this moment, a young man from Su Family instantly shouted from behind.

He’s accustomed to being the young master of Su Family, how can he tolerate such humiliation, more critically, if Su Family takes out one hundred billion, his identity and status will plummet.

Those who have been desperately flattering him behind his back would transform themselves into his superior, something he can’t accept even in death.

Ye Qingfeng’s gaze turned cold.

"Ye Qingfeng, don’t!" Su Yingxin was the first to react, quickly shouting.

However, it was too late, Ye Qingfeng casually pointed, and the flying sword instantly turned into a white light.

"Swish!"

As the white light flashed, that young man from Su Family’s eyes widened, still holding a trace of shock, instantly, blood spurted from his neck.

"Ming’er!"

Su Tianhui immediately shouted, ran over, and caught the young man’s falling corpse.

His hands were still wrapped in bandages, punctured by Ye Qingfeng before, this reception forced his hands, instantly soaking the white bandages with blood, but Su Tianhui couldn’t care about so much now.

"Ye Qingfeng, I, Su Tianhui, am irreconcilable with you!"

Su Tianhui was filled with grief and indignation, looking up to the sky and roaring angrily.

"Su Tianhui, what are you shouting about, do you want to destroy our Su Family?" Su Yunhe immediately scolded angrily.

Su Yeming was his grandson, now dead, he was deeply pained, but now Su Family had no way to deal with this Demon.