Chapter 102 (1/2)
Elite level medium level task, kill wanted criminal Zhao Dahu.
Zhao Dahu, returned to the Yuan state seven times for repair.
Cultivate skills, yellow level high-level skills, tiger skill.
Practice martial arts, tiger fist, tiger sword.
Mission reward, 5000 contribution points.
Li Fuchen did not take the difficult medium level task, but took an elite medium level task.
The reward for killing Zhao Dahu is much lower than that for killing the black wind brigands, which has 8000 contribution points.
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This is a quiet town.
The roads of the town are pitted and potholes, and cattle manure and horse manure can be seen from time to time, with a strong smell.
In the middle of the town, in a humble restaurant.
A ferocious man was eating and drinking. On the table on his right hand side, there was a big sword without scabbard. It looked very lethal.
Da Da Ba Da.
A teenager came in.
The young man's eyes swept and he found the big man.
”Zhao Dahu.”
Li said.
Zhao Dahu looked up at Li Fuzhen, ”are you here to pursue me?”
”Not bad.”
”It's up to you.”
”It's up to me.”
”Dream!”
Bang Dang!
As soon as Zhao Dahu lifted the table, the food and soup flew together. The whole person, like a tiger, rushed to the street. Then he bent his knees and jumped to the eaves and began to gallop.
In the restaurant.
Li Fuchen's figure has long disappeared without a trace. Outside the restaurant, you can occasionally see a phantom flying.
On the slope outside the town, Zhao Dahu stopped and Li Fuchen stood quietly in front of him.
”You can't escape.” Li Fuchen has a good time.
Zhao Dahu's anger broke out, ”little bunny, you really think I'm afraid of you, I'm just afraid to kill you, causing canglan Zong's vigorous pursuit.”
Killing the inner disciples of canglan clan will undoubtedly attract the attention of canglan sect. Zhao Dahu does not want to be pursued by more powerful neizong disciples.
”As long as I can block my hand, I can let you go.”
Li Fuchen's left hand is negative behind his back, and his right hand falls naturally.
”Die.”
Zhao Dahu held a large steel sword in both hands, and slashed at Li Fuchen with a sword. The sound of genuine Qi tearing the air was like a fierce tiger roaring and tearing heart and lung.
Li duchen avoided Zhao Dahu's crazy sword and hit Zhao Dahu's shoulder with lightning in his right hand.
The dazzling red light is blooming, and the palm of Li Fuchen is astonishing.
Zhao Dahu's shoulder suddenly collapsed and burnt black, and the whole person was like a scarecrow, and he fell out.
Those who die instantly can't die again.
”In 13 months, my strength has at least doubled.”
Li Fuchen was not surprised that Zhao Dahu was killed in one blow.
No one knows his strength better than he does.
In 13 months, 50% of his soul had turned to light blue.
Red fire Xuangong has broken through to the 13th level.