It turned out that above the waterfall he was squatting on, a dead tree with four people hugging each other fell down.

On top of this dried up tree, there was actually a large number of Knife Grass s and sword-shaped grasses growing there.

What made Cheng Feng's heart race even more was that in the middle of the dead tree, there was a Knife Grass with nine leaves growing on it!

"A Common Clover Herb?"

Cheng Feng's eyes instantly widened, "Damn, I'm going to be rich this time!"

This matter caused Cheng Feng to be excited.

One had to know that for every additional leaf added to the Knife Grass, the blade intent fragments it contained would increase by almost twofold.

Under normal circumstances, a single six leaf Knife Grass could be exchanged for twenty to thirty three leaf Knife Grass.

As for Common Clover Herb s, they were even more difficult to find.

Even the experts of the Knife Dao s in the Fragmentation Stage were drooling with desire as they dug their way to obtain it.

However, for Cheng Feng to obtain this Common Clover Herb, it would not be easy.

This was because the Common Clover Herb's aura was simply too strong, and it spread far away.

At this moment, there were already many Swordsman s and swordsmen who had rushed over after catching a whiff of Chu Feng's aura, their eyes blazing like fire.

"Haha, a Common Clover Herb. With it, I will definitely be able to raise my Saber Intent to the fifth stage."

"This Common Clover Herb is mine, no one else should fight with me for it. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning hostile."

"Hehe, no matter what you want to do to the Knife Grass on that dead tree, no one is allowed to touch the sword-shaped grass!"

Seven or eight silhouettes rushed over in the blink of an eye.

As soon as they arrived, they declared their sovereignty over the Knife Grass and the sword-shaped grass, completely ignoring Cheng Feng who was guarding the waterfall.

"In the world of martial dao, strength is indeed respected. There's no such thing as first come first served."

Seeing that, Cheng Feng's eyes became serious: Since that's the case, then we'll see who can obtain the Common Clover Herb on the dried up tree first by relying on their own abilities!

"Swish …"

Cheng Feng thought for a while, then gently stepped on the ground with his foot. Like an agile eagle, he soared into the sky, chasing after the dried up tree that was falling from the top of the waterfall.

"To dare compete with me for the Knife Grass, you must be tired of living."

"Brat, you're playing with fire!"

Seeing Cheng Feng soar into the sky with the intention to snatch the Knife Grass s off the dead trees, the Martial Cultivator s that had rushed over all became furious.

They then released their movement skills in unison and chased after Cheng Feng.

However, the current Cheng Feng had successfully cultivated the Eagle Crossing Arts's Third Layer, so his speed was as fast as lightning. How could these people be able to catch up to him?

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Feng had already arrived in front of the dead tree. After that, he extended his right hand, and gently fished out the dead tree from the waterfall, and immediately placed it inside his Soul Ring.

"Brat, quickly hand over that dried up tree!"

Watching Cheng Feng take away the dead wood that was filled with Knife Grass and sword-shaped grass, those Swordsman s and swordsmen all became depressed.

Among them, a few Martial Cultivator s with ruthless expressions directly surrounded them, intending to snatch them away.

"Before you take something from someone else, you'd better weigh your own weight first."

Looking at the ruthless Martial Cultivator s surrounding him, Cheng Feng landed beside the waterfall and coldly said: "Don't end it, if you fail to snatch the people, you will be robbed instead!"

"A mere Half-step Heavenly Martial Stage, with the little legs of a fourth stage Saber Intent, you dare to say such words?"

Sensing Cheng Feng's cultivation, one of the Martial Cultivator felt that it was an easy task.

With a sneer, he pulled out a snow white sword and stabbed towards Cheng Feng.

"Thunder Cannon Punch, blast for me!"

Facing this Martial Cultivator, Cheng Feng unleashed his Thunder Cannon Punch and punched.

"Bang …" Bang bang!

Following the explosion of the Thunder Cannon Punch's three punches.

Instantly, the swordsman who was about to stab Cheng Feng was knocked flying by the snow-white sword in his hand.

As for the person himself, he coughed out a mouthful of blood. Like a dead dog, he fell back to the ground and coughed out blood.

"Hiss …"

"This Black Boy is very powerful."

"The punch he threw contained three levels of power, and every level of power could easily defeat a Middle Rank of Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator."

"Is he really only at the Half-step Heavenly Martial Stage Realm?"

Seeing Cheng Feng instantly killing that High Rank Heavenly Martial Stage, the scene of how Cheng Feng was only at the fourth stage of the Sword Intent realm, with 60% of the sword artist, immediately shocked everyone present.

Those Martial Cultivator among them who did not kill Cheng Feng all heaved a sigh of relief, secretly glad that their minds were not clouded by greed.

Otherwise, he would have probably kicked a steel plate right now.

As for the four to five Martial Cultivator s that had surrounded them, they suddenly stopped in their tracks and looked at Cheng Feng with uncertainty. After struggling for a while, two of them felt that they were not Cheng Feng's match, and instantly retreated, fleeing in panic.

As for the remaining three, although they were also shocked by Cheng Feng's strength, they felt that they were stronger.

And these three people did indeed have such confidence.

This was because the three of them were all at Peak Heavenly Martial Stage level. Their vitality had gone through the tempering of the heavenly fiend and their vitality had become astral, which was much stronger than their High Rank Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator. They were not at the same level.

"Two Swordsman s and one swordsman.

Glancing at the three, Cheng Feng took out the Firesteel Battle Armor and placed it on his arms: "You three can attack together!"

"Wait, three against one, you want to bully me with numbers?"

Just as Cheng Feng was about to fight the three Peak Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator s alone, a rough voice suddenly came from afar.

Cheng Feng looked up and realized that it was a tall youth.

This young man had a buzz cut and was over three meters tall. His muscles bulged up to the point that his clothes were about to burst.

However, the most eye-catching thing was not this person's strong body, but his blade.

He was carrying a huge saber that was five meters long on his shoulder.

The blade was also extraordinarily exaggerated. It was about a foot wide. When it touched the person's shoulder, it couldn't help but emit a fierce aura.

"Tyrant Knife Tai Long? "What do you mean?"

Everyone seemed to be very familiar with this three meter muscular man. At the same time, they were very wary of him. "Could it be that you want to interfere in the Fei brothers' matter?"

"Fei Xiong, Fei Ming, it's the two of you again!"

When the Tyrant Knife Tai Long came closer, he stared at the two Swordsman s and scolded loudly, "As core disciples of the Listening To Snow Mountain Villa, you two often do things like stealing from people and robbing people while they are still hot. You have completely lost face for the Listening To Snow Mountain Villa."

"Tai Long, I do not need you to teach me how to do things for me and the Fei brothers."

After being scolded by Tai Long, the Fei brothers were immediately angered, "Even though you are a student of Knife Tower Peak of Hidden Dragon Academy, you shouldn't humiliate others like this. Today, we brothers came to experience your academy's elite Knife Tower."

"Haha, hurry up and come over. Your father's hands are itching!"

When Tyrant Knife heard this, he picked up the five meter long blade on his shoulder and rushed towards the Fei brothers while laughing loudly.

Seeing this sudden scene, Cheng Feng could not help but be startled.

He had long heard of the Tyrant Knife s.

This person was a disciple from the 370th session of the Knife Tower Peak. His blade skill 'Tyrant Knife's Ten Slashes' was extremely ferocious and tyrannical. Amongst the students of the 370th session, he was ranked eighth.

"I never thought that I would meet Tai Long here."

Cheng Feng shook his head and laughed: "But this is also good. With him taking care of the Listening To Snow Mountain Villa's Fei brothers, I can test the depths of Peak Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator's strength."

"In the future, when we meet again, we will have a good grasp of the situation."