C261 First wave harvest

"A mere third level Saber Intent little chicken dares to talk to me like that?"

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, the cold and gloomy man Tang Cheng became even more gloomy: "Kneel before your father!"

His eyes looked over, boom...

A cold, bone-piercing blade intent crashed onto Cheng Feng's body like a gust of cold wind in winter, causing all the pores on his body to constrict.

"It seems like you really want to taste the taste of the silt!"

However, being struck by the seventy percent blade intent of the fourth stage by Tang Cheng, not only did Cheng Feng not kneel down, his body flashed and he had already arrived in front of Tang Cheng.

"What?" You actually did not have any reaction to my seventy percent blade intent at all! "

Seeing Cheng Feng in front of his eyes, Tang Cheng was shocked.

Without saying a word, he turned his wrist, and the blade in his hand that was twice as long as his body flew into the air and struck at Cheng Feng.

"Thunder Cannon Punch, Triple Burst!"

Facing this blade that was cutting through the air, Cheng Feng clenched his right fist, and a layer of violent lightning exploded out of it.

Boom! *

The fist landed on the longblade that had come slashing down from the sky.

The first punch shattered all the Knife Force on the long blade; the second punch shattered the blade's body; the third punch followed the blade and rushed into Tang Cheng's body, colliding with him all the way and sending him flying.

Plop! When the third layer of fist force dissipated, Tang Cheng's body landed and directly smashed into the flood. He ruthlessly poured in several large mouthfuls of yellow colored water.

"This... How is that possible? "

Seeing Cheng Feng destroying everything in one fell swoop, the insufferably arrogant soup appeared, causing blood to spurt out crazily from Cheng Feng's body, falling into the water, in a sorry state.

The swordsman called Yang Chengtao was immediately dumbfounded. His mouth was dry, wishing he could slap himself in the ear.

Why did I, just now, have such a cheap mouth, provoking this Black Boy together with Tang Xiang?

The other party was obviously pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. A third stage Saber Intent was just an act to deceive a child. He hated himself for not being able to see it, but this time, he had kicked an iron plate.

But in reality, Cheng Feng did not play the pig to eat the tiger, his blade intent was indeed, only at the third stage.

Only, Cheng Feng was not a simple Swordsman.

Although he specialized in saber arts, fist arts, and body tempering … Even more so, their fighting prowess was far beyond that of Saber Intent.

Yang Chengtao had provoked Cheng Feng this time, he deserved their misfortune!

"This Thunder Cannon Punch, is truly worthy of being called a Top of The Divine Level martial skill."

After presenting the flying soup after a punch, Cheng Feng smiled in satisfaction. "I have only mastered the first level, and I can easily defeat a High Rank Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator practitioner."

"It looks like the next few levels will have to be put on the training schedule."

Thinking about it, Cheng Feng then turned his gaze to Tang Cheng.

Looking at Tang Cheng, he saw that the Qi Sea was struck by Cheng Feng's fist force, causing it to be unable to unleash its energy.

When it fell into the flood, it was just like an ordinary person. It was confused and disoriented by the flood. Mouths and mouthfuls of mud were swallowed into its stomach as it screamed for help with all its might.

However, with his character and personality, how could someone save him?

There was only one fate awaiting him, and that was to be drowned to death.

However, just as the soup was about to die, Cheng Feng used Eagle Crossing Arts and pulled it out from the flood and threw it onto the shore.

"How does it feel?"

Cheng Feng looked at Tang Cheng, and said coldly: "If you still haven't tasted enough, I can throw you all out into the water again."

"Enough, enough. Please be magnanimous. Forgive me this time." The soup drank too much water, and he threw up madly as he lay on the shore.

"It's very easy to get my forgiveness."

Cheng Feng said: "Give me all of the Knife Grass and sword-shaped plants on you and I will forgive you."

As for robbing others, Cheng Feng couldn't do it.

But towards people like Tang Xiang, Cheng Feng did not feel that he was being excessive.

If he was not strong enough, not only would he be humiliated by Tang Cheng, he would also be imprisoned like a slave to collect Knife Grass and sword-shaped plants for his opponent.

"I'll pay. I'll pay them all." Tang Cheng was scared out of his wits by Cheng Feng.

He immediately gave all the Knife Grass and sword-shaped herbs he had obtained to Cheng Feng.

"It's only three Knife Grass and two sword-shaped grasses?" Cheng Feng frowned.

"Big brother, treasures like the Knife Grass are rare to find."

"Although a lot of them were washed out by the flood, they were all taken away by the people who came from the source of the flood," Tang said with a sad face. I was able to get three Knife Grass s and two sword-shaped grasses.

Cheng Feng knew that it was the truth, so he let Tang Cheng go, and looked at Yang Chengtao who was guarding the second flood.

"Brother, I am a disciple with a second level Sect."

When Yang Chengtao saw Cheng Feng looking at him, his heart immediately jumped: "My words struck you just now, for the sake of Black Rain House, please forgive me."

"Black Rain House?"

Cheng Feng raised his brows: "What, you want to use your Black Rain House to pressure me?"

"Brother, it's a misunderstanding. I don't have any intention of suppressing you."

Yang Chengtao waved his hand: "However, I am an inner disciple of Black Rain House, this is an indisputable fact, please give me some face."

"Give you face? Do you think that's enough? "

However, Cheng Feng did not give in just because Yang Chengtao mentioned Black Rain House.

"Brother, I'm …" Seeing that Cheng Feng was not tactful, Yang Chengtao decided to introduce his background, with the intention of intimidating Cheng Feng.

However, Cheng Feng didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and directly interrupted him: "Enough, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Either you take out all the Knife Grass and sword-shaped plants from your body, or I'll help you bathe in the silt river. Choose for yourself! "

"You … Sooner or later, you will regret it! "

Seeing that Cheng Feng was not afraid of Black Rain House at all, Yang Chengtao did not have any tricks up his sleeves.

As for the fight, the most he got was soup at that level. Fighting with Cheng Feng was just asking for humiliation.

After struggling for a while, Yang Chengtao took out everything he had. Two Knife Grass s and two sword-shaped grasses, he threw them at Cheng Feng.

"At least you know your place."

Cheng Feng took the Knife Grass and the sword-shaped plant, and said to the Martial Cultivator who were being held in captivity by the soup: "You are free to leave anytime you want."

After hearing this, the people who had been detained immediately left after expressing their thanks.

After doing all this, Cheng Feng took a glance at Tang Cheng and Yang Chengtao, and then chose the flood that Tang Cheng was squatting on, and continued to move deeper into Sword And Saber Valley.

As for the third flood owner, Cheng Feng didn't pay much attention to him from the beginning till the end.

Because this person did not provoke Cheng Feng, Cheng Feng would naturally not make a move against him.

Even with Cheng Feng's strength, wanting to snatch the Knife Grass in the other party's hands was an easy feat.

But as the saying goes, do something, don't do it!

For some things, no matter how big the benefits were, Cheng Feng would never do it. He had his own bottom line!