Chapter 15: The World of Trials

Shen Feng stretched out his right hand and tentatively touched the huge mirror, who knew that his hand entered the mirror at once, and then Shen Feng's entire body entered the mirror with curiosity.

After Shen Feng entered the mirror, what appeared in front of Shen Feng was a desert world, the sand rustling in the sky, and then a hoarse voice came from the sky, "The trial begins!" ”

Then a sand man appeared in front of Shen Feng, he had no face, some only limbs and body, he was a cultivator of the first layer of condensation, the whole sand man looked sluggish, I saw him holding a long sword in his right hand and rushing towards Shen Feng.

Shen Feng dodged sideways, and then a fist was also punched out, and the sandman blocked with his left hand, Shen Feng's cultivation was much taller than him, and the sandman's block did not work, and he was scattered at once.

After three breaths, he got up and got up the second sand man, he was no different from the first sand man, except that his facial features were looming, and his cultivation was the second layer of condensation, and he rushed towards Shen Feng again, but he was also defeated by Shen Feng's punch.

In this way, the third and fourth sandmen got up and were knocked down by Shen Feng with one punch, and Shen Feng used two punches to knock down the fifth sandman.

The sixth sandman got up, his facial features already had a contour, cultivated to six layers of condensation, he took a step towards Shen Feng, unlike the other five sandmen, the sixth sandman would use magic spells, I saw him pinching the trick with both hands, and suddenly a sandstorm rose behind him, he pointed with his hand, and the sandstorm rolled towards Shen Feng.

Shen Feng put the aura on his legs, and then jumped, and a flick leg in the air touched the sandstorm, and suddenly there was the sound of Zrazla, and the sandstorm shattered after five breaths.

Then the sandman summoned two more sandstorms, Shen Feng took out the short sword he made, and flew towards one sandstorm with spiritual power control, Shen Feng himself kicked towards the other sandstorm, and after five breaths, the two sandstorms were destroyed by Shen Feng.

When the sandman was about to summon the sandstorm again, Shen Feng took out the divine net to cover the sandman, and then rushed forward with a big stride, using both fists and kicks, and finally broke the sandman apart after five breaths.

Shen Feng's aura was a little insufficient, and it was obvious that dealing with this sixth sandman had consumed most of his aura. He took out the pill bottle he had obtained from the square-faced young man earlier, took out a pill from it that replenished his aura, and took it. His aura was restored to eighty percent.

But at this moment, the seventh sandman stood up, more imposing than all the previous sandmen, and his facial features were much clearer, only to see that he was different from the other sandmen in that he did not rush immediately, but stretched his waist and said lazily

"Little guy, you can call me out to prove that you are still a little strong."

"Can you speak?" Shen Feng asked puzzled.

"Nonsense, I don't bother to care about the seventh layer of condensation, so I just got some little dolls to play with you, and I came out of the seventh layer of condensation." The sandman said disdainfully.

Shen Feng's expression became solemn, "It seems that this seventh sandman can't get by, but I still have to fight to see where the gap is." ”

Shen Feng held a short sword in his right hand and made an attack stance.

"Yo he, I'm going to fight so soon, then I'll play with you for a while, and I can beat you when I count to ten." The sandman said arrogantly.

"One" sandman quickly pinched his hands with both hands, "two" sandman summoned a violent sandstorm, even the sky was darkened, Shen Feng's eyes could not be opened, "three" with the sandman's hand pointed, the sandstorm rushed towards Shen Feng.

The "four" sandstorm and Shen Feng came into contact with each other, Shen Feng held a short sword in his right hand to block the front of him, and punched out with his left hand to hit the sandstorm, but Shen Feng's whole body was trembling, and I was afraid that he couldn't hold on to a breath. "Five" Shen Feng roared angrily at this time, took out a water drop from the center of his eyebrows, and then threw it towards the sandman, and when the sandman shouted six, Shen Feng also shouted "burst", and the water droplet exploded instantly, and the sandman did not dodge when he saw this droplet, but stared at the droplet until it disappeared by the explosion.

Shen Feng was also bounced out by the sandstorm at this time, fell heavily to the ground, fell into a coma, and the short sword flew out of his hand.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Feng woke up, he slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him he saw a figure vaguely, he couldn't tell who it was, and when he saw it completely, he immediately jumped up and took an attack posture.

It turned out that the person in front of him was none other than the sandman.

"You, you, why are you looking at me here, shouldn't I quit the trial and return to the Demon Moon Sect?" Shen Feng asked nervously.

"Well, don't worry, you should have been teleported out the moment you were unconscious, but I left you behind, I just want to ask you a question." The sandman said comfortingly.

"What's the problem?"

"Is the water drop you just used a book called Water Drop Stone Piercing Exercise?" The sandman immediately spoke.

"Why is this asking? Could it be that you want to take away my exercises? Shen Feng muttered in his heart.

The sandman also saw Shen Feng's thoughts, and hurriedly explained

"Xiaoyou, don't get me wrong, the water drop method you use is similar to one of my masters, he loves me very much, when I knew that he was dead, I went to his enemy to avenge him, but my strength is not good, I was captured and locked in this illusion, listening to others' orders, but my heart for the master has not changed, I want to take revenge all the time, I am waiting for an opportunity."

"So please also ask Xiaoyou to tell me the truth, if you learn my master's exercises, then you are my junior brother, and I will not hurt you."

Shen Feng's brows furrowed, and he was also thinking about whether what the sandman said was true or false

"If it's fake, and his cultivation is profound, then he doesn't have to go around in such a big circle, he can completely search my soul, and he didn't do it, it seems that ninety percent of it is true."

Shen Feng nodded.

The sandman laughed, "Master, I have found my junior brother, your old man rests in peace under the Nine Springs, and you have an heir for your wishes." ”

The sandman ran over excitedly, hugged Shen Feng with both hands, and couldn't suppress his mouth

"Senior brother, my name is Phantom Sand, I am also one of the best characters outside, Shizun has practiced water drop stone wear all his life, because the exercises are too powerful, all of them were killed by traitors, our enemy is Xingri Sect, you can not take revenge, but don't bow to Xingri Sect, after I leave, you have to take good care of yourself alone, and carry forward the water drop stone wear of Shizun."

"Wait, you mean wait until you're gone? Where are you going? Shen Feng asked puzzled.

The sandman just looked at Shen Feng and smiled, but didn't answer.