Quicksand City, a bloody secret realm, in front of a cliff and waterfall.

"Boy, where do I see you going?"

A big man in a prison uniform and holding a sharp sword shouted loudly with a smirk on his face.

Yang Feng stretched out his head and glanced at the bottom of the waterfall, only to see that the clouds and mist below were shrouded in mist, and there was no bottom in sight.

Others crossing are either in charge of the world's power, drunk and lying on the knees of beauties, or they are carrying gold fingers, hanging and beating all kinds of disobedience, how can it be their turn to cross, not only do they not have golden fingers, but they are also hunted down and killed, God is so fair, Yang Feng wailed in his heart.

"I'll give you the Blood Spirit Fruit, how about you let me live?" Yang Feng, who didn't want to jump off the cliff, took the blood spirit fruit from his arms, and stared at the prisoner Dahan Dao with his eyes tightly.

"Want me to let you go? There are no doors, and if there is a kind of you, you will jump down! The man in prison said with an arrogant face.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Yang Feng took the Blood Spirit Fruit into his arms, roared angrily, and rushed towards the side of the prisoner with the sharp long sword in his hand.

"Guy who can't do anything!"

Looking at Yang Feng, who was approaching quickly, the prisoner man chuckled, and with a slight wave of the sharp long sword in his hand, his internal strength swallowed, and Yang Feng's long sword was shocked and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the right foot of the prisoner was slightly raised, and one foot was on Yang Feng's chest, making a crisp fracture sound, Yang Feng's chest was sunken, several ribs were broken, internal organs were damaged, a stream of red blood overflowed from Yang Feng's mouth, and his body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Ahem! Cough! If you want the Blood Spirit Fruit, there is no door, Lao Tzu is dead, and he will not let you succeed! ”

Yang Feng, who was seriously injured, glanced coldly at the big man in prison clothes, a determined look flashed in his eyes, and with a cold snort, he encouraged the residual strength in his body, stood up with difficulty, and jumped down the cliff.

Seeing Yang Feng's movements, Dahan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly took a few steps forward, stretched out his head to look at the bottom of the waterfall, only to see a mist, and he couldn't see it at a glance.

"The Blood Spirit Fruit is extremely precious, and it must not be let go easily!" Dahan hesitated for a moment, countless thoughts turned around in his mind, and finally decided to chase to the bottom of the cliff and seek the blood spirit fruit on Yang Feng's body.

The big man, who had made a decision in his heart, did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and immediately walked to a bush not far away, preparing to use the vines in the bushes to weave a vine and make a rope to go to the bottom of the cliff.

Below the waterfall, in a huge pool, a figure swam from the bottom of the pool upwards.

"Sure enough, the ancients were right, if you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing!" Yang Feng surfaced from the bottom of the pool, took a deep breath, reached out and took out the tower-shaped pendant around his neck, and whispered to himself with a smile on his face.

The tower-shaped pendant in Yang Feng's hand is the culprit of Yang Feng's crossing, called the Inheritance Tower, after coming into contact with Yang Feng's blood, Ta Ling recognized Yang Feng as the master, healed Yang Feng's injuries, and opened the trial space.

There are endless fierce beasts in the trial space, Yang Feng can enter the trial space with his soul, kill the fierce beasts to obtain points, and the points can be exchanged for exercises, martial arts, pills, weapons and other items.

"Open the trial space!" Yang Feng said silently in his heart with a look of anticipation on his face.

As soon as Yang Feng's voice fell, a streamer of light emanated from the Inheritance Tower, enveloping Yang Feng's soul into a vast and boundless grassland.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

As soon as Yang Feng landed on the grassland, the roars of fierce beasts full of evil aura resounded in the lush woods.

Immediately after, one after another fierce beasts appeared around Yang Feng, let out angry roars, turned into afterimages, and pounced on the defenseless Yang Feng.

"Kill!"

Looking at the fierce beasts that pounced on him, Yang Feng roared angrily, and the power of the three layers of the day after tomorrow was unleashed, with a terrifying power of three thousand catties in one fist and palm, mercilessly killing the fierce beasts that pounced on him.

An hour later, Yang Feng's soul power was exhausted, and a streamer suddenly appeared, wrapping his soul and taking him out of the trial space and returning to his body.

"This time, the host killed a total of 100 fierce beasts on the day after tomorrow, and obtained a total of 50 points, which can be exchanged for the following items." The mechanical sound of Taling sounded in Yang Feng's mind, and a long list appeared in Yang Feng's mind.

"Exchange me for the Steel Longsword and the Wind Sword Technique!" Yang Feng believed that Ta Ling would not harm him, and responded without hesitation.

"Steel Longsword: Forged from steel, extremely sharp, can break gold and cut stone, twenty points."

"Wind Sword Technique: Low-level martial arts, swordsmanship is as fast and fierce as the wind, thirty points."

As soon as Yang Feng's voice fell, the introduction of the stainless steel long sword and the wind sword technique appeared in his mind, and a steel long sword with a cold light flickered appeared in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a figure who was constantly practicing the Tempest Sword Technique turned into a streamer of light and rushed into Yang Feng's mind, turning into Yang Feng's memory, making Yang Feng instantly comprehend the various meanings of the Tempest Sword Technique.

"With the Tempest Sword Technique and the Stainless Steel Long Sword, my combat power has increased at least several times!" Yang Feng waved his steel long sword and whispered to himself with a satisfied expression.

"Boy, your life is quite big! Injured so badly, jumping from such a high place not only did not die, but also lived so moist! ”

The prisoner man loosened the rope woven by the vines and fell to the ground, looking at Yang Feng, who was grilling fish not far away, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he mocked loudly in a cold tone.