The strongest blood upgrade

Chapter 142
The sub-quest 'Small Knife Trial' that he took earlier can be completed in one last step, as long as Li Linfeng can kill the martial artist-level man in black in front of him.

But... it seems that there is some trouble at the moment.

Li Linfeng was at level 24, while the man in black was at level [-], a difference of five levels.

To defeat the opponent by leapfrogging, the difficulty is not ordinary, unless he has completed the task of 'Small Knife Trial' and obtained the top martial arts that can leapfrog to kill the enemy.

But if you want to obtain that kind of top-level martial arts, you must first complete the task of 'Small Test', and to complete the task of 'Small Test', you must first kill the man in black...

An unsolvable endless loop.

"Damn it, what should I do now?"

Just as Li Linfeng was thinking about it, the middle-aged man in black said: "Boy, I can't see that you are very ruthless! If I didn't happen to keep a little back, I'm afraid you would really slip away." Already!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Also, who are you?" Li Linfeng pushed [-], pretending that he didn't know anything.

The middle-aged man in black sneered, and slowly raised the big sword in his hand to point at him, "Stop pretending! It's useless if you don't admit it, because the soul chaser has already told me to kill my ineffective men. It's you!"

Soul Chaser?
What the hell is that?

Li Linfeng searched in his mind with some doubts, and quickly remembered that in the previous life, in the game "Shenwu Tianxia", there seemed to be an item called this name, which could track down the murderer, but the price was very expensive and it was time-limited. restrictions, so not many people are willing to buy it.

The middle-aged man in black went on to say: "I have to admit that you do have some skills, but today you met me, Fan Zhaorui, and your good luck will come to an end. Obediently, let's get caught!"

"Hehe, since that's the case, then I don't bother to say anything more. If you want to catch me, it depends on whether you have the ability!" Li Linfeng snorted coldly, turned his wrist, and the bronze long stick was tightly grasped With his hands pointing obliquely at the ground, he is ready to strike at any time.

Although Fan Zhaorui said it lightly, he was not careless in his heart.

He is a member of the Mo family, but he is not a child of the Mo family, but a retainer similar to Zhang San and Li Si. He is in charge of a guard team of more than a dozen people, and he lives a relatively healthy life on weekdays.

But this time the mission caused all his team members to die in the wilderness. According to the rules of the Mo family, the battle damage is so high, if there is not enough merit to offset it, he will probably be severely punished Punishment, even kicked out of Mo's house!

For a martial artist from grassroots, being kicked out by the master's family is tantamount to killing him.

Especially the Mo family has great influence in Baiyue County. If that is the case, even if he wants to join other families, no one is willing to take him in.

As for leaving Baiyue County to seek a living... Of course, there is no problem, but Fan Zhaorui was born in Baiyue County, grew up in Baiyue County, and learned martial arts in Baiyue County. It can be said that he has spent all of his more than 40 years in this area. On the land, if he is asked to change the environment, whether he can adapt to it or not is another matter.

Therefore, for him right now, the only way out is to capture or kill the culprit who caused the annihilation of his entire army—especially when he saw the culprit himself, he could almost recognize him at a glance. Is that the guy the family ordered to find?

"Hey, as long as he can be caught, no matter whether he is dead or alive, he will not only be able to overcome this mistake, but also be promoted to the commander of the guard..."

Fan Zhaorui was thinking beautifully, and at the same time, the true energy in his body began to circulate, and the surface of the big sword in his hand was covered with a layer of purple light.

What he practiced was the "Yuan Tian Gong" specially provided by the Mo family to his retainers. This skill was simplified from another "Zi Qi Dong Lai Yuan Tian Gong". .

Li Linfeng took a deep breath, staring at Fan Zhaorui while holding the long stick tightly in his hand, looking for an opportunity to strike.

When he saw that Fan Zhaorui seemed to be a little distracted, his heart moved, and he stomped on the ground without hesitation, his body rushed out like an arrow from the string, and the long stick in his hand was thrust out.

A look of disdain flashed across Fan Zhaorui's eyes, and he swung the big sword in his hand sharply, and it hit the long stick accurately.

"Let me go!"

With a loud bang, the long stick and the big sword collided heavily, and a huge shock force was sent back along the stick and the sword. Both of them felt their wrists sore at the same time, and subconsciously took a step back. To defuse the impact of this shock.

Fan Zhaorui's expression was a bit ugly. He originally thought that he could disarm the opponent with a single strike, but the reality taught him to be a man - he was not much stronger than Li Linfeng in terms of strength.

There is no way, the "Qing Tian Cudgel Method" that Li Linfeng is using now is originally a martial skill of strength, and one is to go all out, and the other is to be careless, which makes the gap even smaller, almost to nothing. .

"Unexpectedly, this kid's strength is really not weak! It seems that I have to be more serious, lest I lose by carelessness, it would be too embarrassing!" Fan Zhaorui thought this way, and finally put away his previous casual attitude, He looked at Li Linfeng as if facing an enemy.

And Li Linfeng was secretly complaining.

"Damn it! Did this guy grow up on three (sān) deer milk powder? Why is he so powerful! I tried my best to strike but didn't let the sword out of his hand. It seems that this battle is a little bit It's hard to beat!"

In all fairness, Li Linfeng's strength is indeed weaker than Fan Zhaorui's, not only in rank, but also in combat experience.

After all, most of the experience he has now is from fighting with the fierce beasts in the mountains, and Fan Zhaorui was able to climb to his current position from a grassroots background, and the number of fights he has experienced in the past few decades is definitely several times more than him!
To put it simply, if there is no accident, he can't beat Fan Zhaorui.

but……

If you can't do it, you have to do it!
If Fan Zhaorui isn't overthrown, he won't be able to complete the task of "Small Sword Trial", and it's okay if he can't get top-level martial arts skills. The point is...he will be randomly withdrawn from one skill, which is really a scam!
So complaining about suffering, he still tried his best to find a way to defeat the opponent.

Naturally, Fan Zhaorui would not give him enough time to think. Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, he couldn't hold back and launched an attack.

"Boy, eat my sword!"

The palm-wide sword slashed across with a gust of evil wind, and the purple light of true energy drew a gorgeous arc in the night sky.

Li Linfeng waved his stick to meet him without any hesitation, the zhenqi in his body circulated crazily to the extreme, and at the same time, he also exerted the power of "One Stick to the Sky" to the extreme!

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