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About half an hour later, Ye Yong drove his vehicle to a stop outside an abandoned clock tower on the east side of the town.

Sandy sat in the car and looked at the clock tower roughly, with an interested look in his eyes.

"Yo, this place is not bad. It looks a little old. I don't know if there is any art hidden in it."

"Everyone, the clock tower is the stronghold of the witcher, please follow me."

Ye Yong led the crowd to the front of the clock tower and tried to knock on the door.

There was no movement.

Everyone looked at Ye Yong.

Ye Yong's expression was slightly embarrassed.

"No one? Ye Yong, is your news accurate?"

Mo Jiawei didn't have much patience, he walked forward, stretched out his hand and pushed open the wooden door.

"crunch..."

The wooden door was gently pushed open, making a decaying and hoarse sound.

"It seems that no one is there?" Mo Jiawei walked into the clock tower first, looked around the dimly lit surroundings, and said, "Come in, come in and walk around."

Ye Yong didn't dare to stop his young master, so he could only be vigilant and step into the clock tower with the young master.

Fang Heng walked to Mo Jiawei's side and followed the surroundings of the clock tower.

Very dated.

Feet squeaked on the rotting floor.

But there are obvious marks left on the ground, and there should be people walking around often.

"Fuck!"

Suddenly, in the darkness, a shadow flashed before everyone's eyes.

click!

There was a light sound on the ground, and a shadow rushed towards Mo Jiawei.

"Back off!"

Fang Heng discovered the attacker in the dark immediately, he pulled Mo Jiawei behind him, took out the most convenient iron twist from his backpack, and swept the shadow in front of him.

"boom!!"

A heavy crash!

The gray figure that came in flew out backwards.

Fang Heng's toes were a little on the ground, and he quickly chased after the flying figure.

"Bang! Boom!"

In an instant, several gunshots rang out!

Fang Heng avoided the vital parts, rushed to the opponent, raised his fist and smashed the fire gun clenched in the opponent's hand, and clasped his neck with his right hand.

It was a young man in a gray robe, his face paled from fear.

"stop!"

Fang Heng turned his head and looked back, a red light flashed quickly in his pupils.

In just a few seconds after the fight, several more demon hunters appeared from the dark.

They surrounded Fang Heng and the others.

Seeing that everyone was surrounded, Ye Yong hurriedly shouted: "Don't get excited! Everyone, you made a mistake! Relax, it's your own! It's your own! Put down the gun, they're all friends, I brought them here, I Find Chen Lin! There is an urgent report."

Fang Heng let go and let go of the witcher who was clasping his neck with one hand.

"Cough cough cough..."

The witcher, who was let go by Fang Heng, sat on the ground, covering his throat and coughing violently.

Immediately after, a young man with short hair and short hair walked out of the aisle deep in the clock tower.

He had clear black tattoos engraved on his exposed skin, and carried a large knife as tall as a man on his back.

The broadsword looked heavy, causing the young man's steps to be extremely heavy.

It looks rather arrogant.

"Chen Lin!"

Seeing the person coming, Ye Yong quickly stepped forward and stopped in front of everyone, saying, "It's his own person, and he was introduced by me."

Chen Lin looked at Ye Yong, who was on the side, "Who did you bring? This doesn't seem to be in line with the rules, brother."

"In an emergency, I can assure you that he is absolutely trustworthy. He is not a member of the Holy Court, and he knows a little bit of sacred science..."

"Oh?!"

Chen Lin raised his eyebrows in surprise, followed by a wave of his hand to stop Ye Yong from continuing to speak, turned his head to look at Fang Heng again, "Hey, you look very good, what's the matter, wait for it, let's fight first!"

After all, Chen Lin was short and rushed towards Fang Heng!

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and tightened the iron twist in his hand.

The opponent looks proficient in melee combat and moves extremely fast!

Huh!

While running forward quickly, the beheading sword behind Chen Lin had already appeared in his hand.

"call!"

The beheading sword blew a strong wind in the air, carrying a chilling light!

Fang Heng also picked up the iron twist and used all his strength to fight forward.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

Chen Lin felt a sore wrist, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, and his pupils shrank.

The figure of the other party is obviously similar to his, but the strange thing is that the power that erupts from the other party is stronger than that of him!

The huge impact in his hand made Chen Lin retreat backwards uncontrollably.

Chen Lin realized that he felt Fang Heng approaching quickly.

boom!

Follow closely, there is a sharp pain in the lower abdomen!

Chen Lin was kicked out by Fang Heng and slammed into the rear column.

All the demon hunters present looked at Fang Heng in unison, and raised their firearms at Fang Heng, their hearts were extremely surprised.

where are the people from? Is the strength so strong?

"Hey, put down your guns."

Chen Lin stood up from the ground with one hand supporting the beheading sword.

He patted his trouser leg and twisted his arm again.

When Fang Heng looked up again, the pupils of his eyes were covered with bright red.

"Yo, you're amazing! It's been a long time since you've been so cheerful."

Chen Lin looked at Fang Heng, his eyes showed a burning desire to fight, and the exposed tattoos on his body faintly glowed darkly.

"continue."

After that, Chen Lin raised the beheading sword and rushed towards Fang Heng again.

Fang Heng frowned, staring at the person who came.

"Special form?"

Fang Heng made a judgment in his heart.

The opponent's speed and strength have been greatly improved compared to before.

When he came, Fang Heng read some information about the witcher, and it seemed that this form of the other party was a special ability given by the bloodline of the witcher.

Fang Heng raised his spirits and stared at each other's every move with all his attention.

Huh!

Fang Heng was startled.

The figure of Chen Lin rushing towards him instantly disappeared in front of his eyes.

What about people?

"call!"

There was a cracking sound in the ear.

Fang Heng quickly scanned the right side with his peripheral vision.

He saw that Chen Lin's figure actually took a few steps to the right out of thin air.

With a savage force, Chen Lin swung forward with the beheading sword in his hand, making a smashing sound in the air.

Fang Heng's cheeks felt a dagger approaching rapidly, and even a faint stinging feeling like a split!

With all his strength, the iron twist in Fang Heng's hand also greeted him.

"boom!"

Oops!

The moment the iron twist came into contact with the beheading sword, it shattered with the same 'bang' as last time!

Made!

Fang Heng cursed inwardly, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's pupils shrank, and he immediately took a few steps backwards using the Sanctuary Flash.

"Boom!!"

The beheading knife fell on the ground, smashing the wooden board, and even smashed a big hole under the wooden board.

Chen Lin looked at Fang Heng with a hint of surprise in his eyes again.

What is that trick?

Fang Heng also looked at Chen Lin vigilantly.

After the opponent completed the increase, the strength has faintly reached the level of the Marquis of the blood clan.

His status among the witchers must not be low.