Just as Su Yunfei was about to increase the price, twenty more sects paid the ransom.

At this moment, Su Yunfei didn't know how many amethyst stones he had received, but judging from Ye Chengcheng and Rong Rong's ecstatic and distorted facial features, it should be a lot.

Even people like Nangong Wan'er and Dongfang Nan couldn't help but be ecstatic.

Xiao Yaoning was even more excited and trembled a little,

"Su Yunfei, you are my eldest brother! I'm convinced!"

Originally, the sect master of the South China Sea Sword Sect had always had a great prejudice against the Shushan Sword Shrine, and after seeing the bags of amethyst stones, he put aside his prejudices and began to take the initiative to talk to Murong Zhan, the head of the Shushan Sword Shrine.

Seeing that there were only forty sects left that had not handed over the ransom, Su Yunfei first arranged for the disciples of the Shushan Sword Shrine, the Nanhai Sword Sect, the Lingyue Palace, and the Crazy Sword Sect to surround the remaining more than 10,000 captured monks.

Then he looked at the big men of the forty sects in the sky who had not yet paid the ransom with a smile on his face.

"Seniors, there are still the last five places, and then the ransom will be increased by 30 percent, and if you pay early, you will earn it early."

After Su Yunfei finished speaking, the bigwigs of the forty sects were still unmoved, and looked at him coldly.

Su Yunfei's face turned pale, and he took a serious look at the forty sects, and found that these sects were all hardcore affiliated sects of the Qingyun Sect.

"Seniors, don't you want to redeem your disciples?"

At this time, an elder of the Qingyun Sect looked at Su Yunfei condescendingly, his expression was very disdainful, and he said arrogantly:

"Su Yunfei, it's almost over, hurry up and release my Qingyun Sect and other sect disciples, I can treat this matter as if it didn't happen, otherwise I will bear the consequences!"

Su Yunfei's eyes narrowed slightly, he hated Qingyun Sect the most, now that the more than 1,000 captured disciples of Qingyun Sect were in his hands, the other party still dared to threaten strongly.

He pointed at the Qingyun Sect and the bigwigs of those affiliated sects, and sneered:

"Huh! I'm used to it, right, I thought that a sentence would make me soft, I decided, the captured disciples of the Qingyun Sect, the ransom of the Sky Mirror is 10 million amethyst stones, and another 5 million will be added to the higher realm! All the sects that are in cahoots with the Qingyun Sect will add two million amethyst stones to each realm on the original basis, and give you a quarter of an hour to think about it! If you don't want to pay the ransom, you'll kill all of these 10,000 people!"

As soon as these words came out, except for the Qingyun Sect, the bigwigs of the other sects suddenly panicked, although they were affiliated with the Qingyun Sect, they were not sure if the Qingyun Sect could settle this matter.

After all, last time the Qingyun Sect mobilized the people, and even the ancestor of the Immortal Mirror was dispatched, but he didn't pick up a bargain on Su Yunfei, but was blackmailed fiercely.

At this moment, those sects were a little hesitant.

The bigwigs of the South China Sea Sword Sect and the Crazy Sword Sect were all shocked, they didn't expect Su Yunfei to be so rigid, and they didn't expect the Shushan Sword Shrine to let Su Yunfei be so rigid.

Especially the sect master of the South China Sea Sword Sect, at this moment, he understood the reason why his sect was inferior to the Shushan Sword Shrine.

Unite as one, advance and retreat together, no matter how strong the enemy in front of you is, you are still not afraid of danger and dare to show your sword!

"This is indeed inferior to the Shushan Sword Shrine!" The Sect Master of the South China Sea Sword Sect sighed in his heart.

Time passed little by little, and it seemed that it was about to be a quarter of an hour, and everyone was nervously waiting for the result, including Su Yunfei and the others.

Those sects that have already paid the ransom are like a melon-eating crowd at this moment, watching all this, and they keep shouting in their hearts:

Fight! It's best to fight!

When it was almost a quarter of an hour, ten sects could not bear it anymore and immediately paid the ransom.

The bigwigs of the Qingyun Sect were suddenly furious, and the affiliated sects were actually frightened by a hairy boy.

"Do you know what you're doing? Aren't you afraid that my Qingyun Sect will settle accounts after the autumn?!"

An elder of the Qingyun Sect snorted angrily.

The eyes of the bigwigs of the ten sects flashed, and they hurriedly led the disciples of their own sect and retreated to the side.

Bite!

A quarter of an hour

Time's up.

Su Yunfei calmly looked at the sects that still refused to pay the ransom, and then shouted to the captured disciples:

"Today is your last day in this world, you could have lived well, accompanied your relatives, accompanied Taoist couples, and enjoyed all the beauty of this world, but your master abandoned you, and they were not even willing to take out millions of amethyst stones to redeem you, is there any point in staying in such a sect? If you can still become a monk in the next life, remember! Don't join these sects, or you'll repeat the mistakes of the past."

These words completely aroused the emotions of the more than 10,000 captured monks, and they were already resentful of the sect's delay in paying the ransom, and now this resentment is about to evolve into hatred.

"Master! Are you going to watch me die? I respect you so much, and you treat me like this?"

"Elder Liu! On the first day of entering the sect, you said to us, no matter where we go, the sect will always be our home, and now that we have been abandoned by this family, our lives are not even as good as millions of amethyst stones? Ah~"

"This time, in order to grab the super-grade spiritual vein for the sect, more than a hundred senior brothers fell, in exchange for what, the sect abandoned like a shoe, I am really chilled!"

"Sect Master! You raised me with your own hands, and you said that you treated me as your own son, and now your son is about to be torn apart, are you really indifferent?"

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The questioning after questioning made those sect bigwigs ashamed, if they could, they really didn't want their disciples to be torn up, but Qingyun Sect kept putting pressure on them, and they couldn't help it.

Seeing that the elders of the sect were silent, the captured monks were completely desperate, and they sat on the ground one by one, their eyes blank, as if they had lost their souls.

An elder of the Qingyun Sect pointed at Su Yunfei and said angrily:

"Boy, the old man repeats it again, hurry up and release these captured monks, otherwise you will bear the consequences, and the old man will never joke!"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Zhan, the head of the Shushan Sword Shrine, directly locked him with his breath, and said sharply:

"If you dare to threaten my disciple again, I will directly behead you, and I am not joking!"

"You...! Hmph!" The Qingyun Sect elder was scared, so he could only snort coldly.

With his strength, he could hold on to ten breaths in Murong Zhan's hands at most.

Su Yunfei was threatened again and again by this Qingyun Sect elder, and he was already furious, so he shouted:

"In view of the fact that the elders of the Qingyun Sect are very disrespectful to me, I have decided that if any captured monk dares to beat a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, then, the ransom of this disciple will be reduced by thirty percent, and you will only have ten breaths to think about it."

To Su Yunfei's surprise, as soon as the words fell, the captured non-Qingyun Sect cultivators, except for the more than 2,000 injured people who had difficulty moving, all rushed towards the Qingyun Sect disciples.

The fists and kicks are combined, and the fight is extremely hard.

Su Yunfei thought about it and understood, these people were not trying to reduce the ransom by thirty percent, but to vent the hatred in their hearts, they felt that they had been abandoned by the sect, and the more they thought about it, the more angry they became.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect wailed all over the field, and even some of the female disciples of the Qingyun Sect were beaten up tragically.

The elders of the Qingyun Sect pointed at Su Yunfei, blushing and wanting to say cruel words, but they didn't dare to say it, because Murong Zhan's aura had been locking on them.

So he turned his head to look at the sects that had already paid the ransom,

"You've been blackmailed by this hairy boy, do you want to forget it? What a shame! Now that we have destroyed them, any consequences, I, Qingyun Sect, will bear it with all my might!"

His words played a role, and the bigwigs and disciples of those sects had already held back their anger, and at this moment, when they heard the assurances of the Qingyun Sect, they were a little nervous.

Looked at

The Shushan Sword Shrine, the South China Sea Sword Sect, the Lingyue Palace, and the bigwigs and disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect all pulled out their weapons and released their breath.

Soon, those sects that were about to move died down, and the combat power of the two sword sects of Shushan Sword Shrine and Nanhai Sword Sect was too powerful, and in the case of the half-step Immortal Mirror Great Cultivator not coming out.

The leaders of the two sects alone were enough for them to drink one

Besides, Su Yunfei and they won the battle with 1,000 against 30,000, and now the other party together has 5,000 people except for not rushing over, and there are 5,000 people, and their own side no longer has an advantage.

Thinking of this, they instantly calmed down and stepped back for a distance to show their attitude.

The elders of the Qingyun Sect were instantly furious, and directly scolded,

"You guys are really a bunch of rubbish, how many people are there, they just bluff you, can you have a little backbone! The old man is ashamed to be with you!"

As soon as these words came out, the bigwigs of those sects were immediately ashamed and indignant, and replied:

"We are waste, what kind of bird are you, you don't dare to speak cruelly to the head of Murong, what kind of ability is it to come over and scold us!"

"Phew! Aren't you Qingyun Sect a cow? Doesn't it mean that looking at the entire human race, who dares to touch your Qingyun Sect, now that someone dares to move, you should go and fight!"

"That's it! If it weren't for the fear that your Qingyun Sect would retaliate in the future, the old man would have smashed you to pieces, and dared to scold the old lady for being a waste, I really thought that I would not be able to do it if I was afraid of you!"

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The elders of the Qingyun Sect were scolded with blood, and even the other thirty affiliated sect bosses were also scolded.

"You... You are so daring! The old man remembers you!" An elder of the Qingyun Sect said angrily.

"There is a lot of help for the righteous and little help for the unjust! This is an eternal truth, and in view of the fact that the sects that have already paid the ransom have behaved very well just now, I have privately decided that each sect will return 10% of the ransom."

Su Yunfei's decision instantly aroused the favor of the vast majority of sects.

Although Rong Rong was extremely reluctant, she still obediently handed over these ransoms to those sects.

"Su Xiaoyou is righteous!"

"Su Xiaoyou is really a dragon and phoenix among people!"

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The bigwigs of the sect who got the rebate were happy one by one, and they felt as if they had earned 100 million.

Su Yunfei successfully divided those sects and the Qingyun Sect.

He pointed at the elders of the Qingyun Sect and sneered:

"Have you figured it out? Whether to pay the ransom or not?"