Chapter 261 The First Wave of Harvest

"How dare you talk to me like this, a little chicken with level 3 sword intent?"

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, the cold man Tang Cheng's face became even more gloomy: "Kneel down for me."

His eyes looked over, boom~~~

A bone-chilling sword intent hit Cheng Feng like a cold winter wind, causing all the pores in his body to tighten. ..

"It seems you really want to taste the mud."

However, being hit by Tang Cheng's fourth level 70% sword intent, Cheng Feng not only did not kneel down, but instead swayed his body and came to Tang Cheng.

"Why do you have no reaction to my fourth level 70% sword intent?"

Tang Cheng was startled when he saw Cheng Feng right in front of him.

Without saying a word, he turned his wrist, and the long knife in his hand, which was twice as long as his body, flew into the air and slashed towards Cheng Feng.

"Thunder Cannon Fist, Triple Explosion"

Facing the sword slashed from the air, Cheng Feng clenched his right fist, and a violent thunder and lightning burst out from his fist, and then blasted out.

Bang

When this punch hit the long knife slashed from the air.

The first heavy fist force shattered all the sword force on the long knife; the second heavy punch force shattered the blade of the long knife; the third heavy punch force rushed into Tang Cheng's body along the blade, rushing all the way, and smashed the sword into pieces. His whole body was violently beaten and flew away.

When the force of the third punch dissipated, Tang Cheng's body landed, and then he smashed straight into the flood water, and took a few big mouthfuls of yellow flood water mixed with sand. xiangxiao.

"How is this possible?"

Seeing Cheng Feng's devastation, he beat Tang Cheng, who was so powerful just now, until blood spurted out, and he fell into the flood, leaving him in a miserable state.

The swordsman named Yang Chengtao was dumbfounded. His mouth felt dry and he wanted to slap himself on the ears.

Why was I so mean-mouthed just now and followed Tang Cheng to provoke this boy in clothes?

The other party was obviously pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. The third-level sword intention was just a pretense to deceive children. I regretted that I didn't notice it, and now I was kicked on the iron plate.

But in fact, Cheng Feng did not pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. His sword intention was indeed more than three levels.

However, Cheng Feng is not a simple swordsman.

Although he majored in sword skills, he was also involved in boxing and body training, and his combat power was completely out of proportion to his sword intention.

Yang Chengtao provoked Cheng Feng this time, and they deserved the misfortune.

"This Thunder Cannon Fist is truly a top god-level martial skill."

After knocking Tang Cheng away with one punch, Cheng Feng smiled with satisfaction: "I have only reached the first level now, and I can easily defeat a high-level warrior in the Tianwu Realm."

"It seems that the subsequent levels will also be put on the training agenda."

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng looked at Tang Cheng. xiangxiao.

At this time, Tang Cheng and the sea of ​​​​qi were bombarded by Cheng Feng's fist power, causing him to be unable to exert his vitality.

When he fell into the flood, he was immediately dizzy and disoriented like ordinary people. He swallowed large mouthfuls of sediment and flooded his stomach and shouted for help at the top of his lungs.

However, with his character and behavior, how could anyone save him?

I'm afraid there is only one fate waiting for him, and that is to be drowned alive.

However, when Tang Cheng was dying, Cheng Feng used the Sky Eagle Zongheng technique to fish him out from behind the flood and threw him on the shore.

“How does the mud taste?”

Cheng Feng looked at the soup and said coldly: "If you haven't tasted enough, I can throw you into the flood again."

"That's enough, that's enough. Please forgive me this time." Tang Cheng drank too much water and lay on the shore vomiting violently.

"It's easy to get my forgiveness."

Cheng Feng said: "Take out all the knife-shaped grass and sword-shaped grass on your body and give them to me, and I will forgive you."

Cheng Feng couldn't do anything about robbing others.

But for someone like Tang Cheng, Cheng Feng didn't feel that he was going too far at all.

Because if he were not strong enough, he would not only be extremely humiliated by Tang Cheng, but would also be detained like a slave, collecting knife-shaped grass and sword-shaped grass for the opponent.

"I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over all." Tang Cheng was frightened by Cheng Feng.

Dang even handed all the knife-shaped grass and sword-shaped grass he got to Cheng Feng.

"There are only three knife-shaped grasses and two sword-shaped grasses." Cheng Feng frowned.

"Brother, treasures like sword-shaped grass are rare to begin with."

Tang Cheng said with a mournful face: "Although a lot of it was washed away by the flood, they were all intercepted by the wave of people at the source of the flood. I was able to get three sword-shaped grasses and two sword-shaped grasses, which is considered a good harvest."

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

"This brother, I am a disciple of Mo Yulou, a second-class sect in Qianlong County."

When Yang Chengtao saw Cheng Feng's eyes looking over, he immediately felt something in his heart: "I just said something to you, please forgive me for Mo Yulou's sake."

"Moyu Tower"

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows: "Why, you want to use Mo Yulou to suppress me?"

"Brother, I misunderstood. I didn't mean to pressure you."

Yang Chengtao waved his hands repeatedly: "But I am a disciple of the inner sect of Moyu Tower. This is an indisputable fact. Please give me some face."

"Do you think it's worthy of giving you face?"

However, Cheng Feng did not bow his head in submission just because Yang Chengtao mentioned Mo Yulou.

"Brother, I am..." Seeing Cheng Feng being so ignorant, Yang Chengtao planned to introduce his background again in order to shock Cheng Feng.

However, Cheng Feng didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and interrupted directly: "That's enough, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Either take out all the sword-shaped grass and sword-shaped grass on your body, or I will help you." Take a bath in the mud river. Make your own choice."

"You will regret it sooner or later"

Seeing that Cheng Feng was not afraid of Mo Yulou at all, Yang Chengtao suddenly ran out of tricks.

As for fighting, he was at the level of Tang Cheng at most. Fighting with Cheng Feng was just humiliating himself.

So after struggling for a moment, Yang Chengtao took out all his harvest, two blade-shaped grasses and two sword-shaped grasses, and threw them to Cheng Feng.

"You know what you're interested in."

Cheng Feng took the knife-shaped grass and sword-shaped grass and said to the warriors detained by Tang Cheng: "You are free. You can leave anytime you want."

After hearing this, those who were detained said their thanks and immediately dispersed.

After doing this, Cheng Feng glanced at Tang Cheng and Yang Chengtao, then chose the floodwater where Tang Cheng was guarding and continued to move deeper into the Sword Valley.

As for the defender of the third flood, Cheng Feng didn't pay much attention from beginning to end.

Because this person didn't provoke Cheng Feng, Cheng Feng naturally wouldn't do anything to him.

Although with Cheng Feng's strength, it would be easy to snatch the knife-shaped grass from the opponent's hand.

But as the saying goes, there are things to do and things not to do.

There are some things that Cheng Feng will not do no matter how great the benefits are. He has his own bottom line as a human being.

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