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Chen Lin had even more fighting intent in his eyes, stretched out his hand and shouted, "Give me the knife."

When a witcher heard this, he immediately brought a brand new beheading sword and threw it at Chen Lin.

After Chen Lin took the beheading sword, he threw it towards Fang Heng.

"n card!"

Fang Heng's heart moved when the beheading sword came.

[Hint: You get an item - Demon Hunter's Chopping Knife],

Don't: Demon Hunter's Chopping Knife.

Description: Demon Hunter's Chopping Knife, the use of the Chopping Knife for non-Witcher blood requires extra stamina.

Attributes: Sharp +2, Heavy +2.

"call!"

Fang Heng picked up the big knife with one hand and tried to swing it horizontally forward.

Immediately, the big sword made a sound that was not inferior to the sound of breaking through the air when Chen Lin wielded the cutting sword before.

Chen Lin stared at Fang Heng with more fighting intent in his eyes.

He felt that Fang Heng's physical fitness far surpassed that of ordinary people!

Does the other party also have a special bloodline?

"Come again!"

With a loud shout, Chen Lin stepped on a shallow pit on the rotten wooden floor with his toes, and flew towards Fang Heng again, "Bang!!"

The two chopping knives collided fiercely!

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Evenly matched!

The other party only had a slight upper hand.

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However, the next moment, Fang Heng realized that Chen Lin's eyes were completely covered in red! His entire pair of eyes could not see the pupils, and the lines on his body also burst into scarlet rays of light in an instant, and the power surged again!

"It's the third stage...

The huge force from the 111 chopper instantly sent Fang Heng flying backwards.

Fang Heng quickly adjusted his body in the air, and his heart moved.

It seems that relying solely on physical attributes is unable to suppress the opponent, and he has to think of another way.

Now the zombie clone is not around, try it with that.

Fang Heng quickly made a plan in his mind and took a few steps back quickly.

However, what puzzled him was that he noticed that Chen Lin was not chasing.

Chen Lin just stood there.

The red light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the tattoos on his body gradually stopped restless. There was a smug look on his face, "Hey, what do you say? Did I win this one?"

Well, even if you win against Ding and win a summoner without a summoned item, it is very powerful and worth showing off, right?

Fang Heng silently put away the chopper in his hand.

In any case, it is still very fragrant to take a handy decapitation knife for free. "You are very good. As a human being, your strength is very strong, and the knife will be given to you."

During the conversation, Chen Lin slowly carried the big knife behind him and looked at Fang Heng, "By the way, who do you think you are from? Do you understand sacred studies?"

Fang Heng flicked his wrist and took out the book of primordial.

The book shines with holy light in my hand, illuminating the surroundings. I heard that you witchers are looking for someone who understands sacred science. I just happened to be in a hurry and wanted to work with you, so I came uninvited. ,

ah? !

All the witchers present, including Chen Lin and Ye Yong, looked at Fang Heng with doubts in their hearts.

Co-authoring has just been so hot, you just said that you are a mage?

Chen Lin frowned.

The witcher is very sensitive to the aura of the blood clan. He chose to play with Fang Heng after confirming that Fang Heng was not a blood clan and Ye Yong's strong guarantee.

But…

The other party is actually proficient in sacred studies?

Judging from the strength he showed in the battle just now, it was completely impossible to see that he had anything to do with those tortoise shells in the Holy Court.

Chen Lin still admired Fang Heng's reckless fighting style. He seemed to ask casually, "Are you from the Holy Court?"

"No, no, I'm just a scholar, I heard that you have asked the Holy Court for help, but they seem to be busy with other things.

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"Cut, those scumbags."

Chen Lin felt that his grandfather was an old antique, and he was still willing to believe in the Holy Court.

"Forget it, it's a guest after all, come with me, lest outsiders make irresponsible remarks, saying that our demon hunters don't know how to treat guests."

Everyone put away their guns.

Following Chen Lin, Fang Heng and his party entered the underground building below the abandoned clock tower.

Sandy followed, curiously looking at the layout of the surrounding environment.

"Well, Chen Lin, you set up a special magic circle here, right?

Chen Lin raised his brows and turned to look at Sandy, "Did you see it?"

"Hey, it's hidden deep, and it's an ancient magic circle." Sandy touched his chin, "It's really amazing,"

"That's right, the magic circle here is left by my ancestors, and it has been there for many years."

On the boat journey, Chen Lin briefly introduced his identity, "I'm Chen Lin, I've been here for several months, and now I'm the general manager here, oh, you may know my grandfather, Quinn, he has a history The strongest witcher ever,"

Chen Lin Baihao introduced his excellent bloodline, "You are really good, you can play against me for so long."

"By the way, apart from hunting vampires, we witchers are not very interested in other things."

Fang Heng shrugged.

He is not interested in why the witcher and the blood clan have such a big hatred and hatred, Chen Lin continued: "It's very accidental, after I came here some time ago, I did a big cleaning, found a secret room in the basement, and found it in the secret room. We took all the weird stuff that could be used, and there are a few things left that I think may be related to the Holy Court, so I want to find someone to take a look.

While speaking, Chen Lin had brought everyone to a crowded utility room.

In the room, UU reads www. uukanshu.com A large number of discarded materials are piled up in a mess.

"My grandfather is still the same old man. He said that he should return the things of the Holy Court to the people of the Holy Court." Chen Lin said, pouting, pointing to a small wooden box stacked in the corner, "The things are inside."

"I don't want to give things to the Holy Court, why should I give them to them? These are the spoils captured by our demon hunter ancestors, and they should belong to our demon hunters."

Chen Lin became more and more angry, and his disdain for the Holy Court was already written on his face: "Okay, listen to Grandpa, let someone know about the Holy Court to come and take a look, who knows that the people of the Holy Court are still arrogant and booming. Busy dealing with blood clan, no time, come back after a while.'

Che, I haven't seen them deal with the vampires, I only saw them being chased and run away by vampires. By the way, have you heard about the Weicheng incident? It really made me laugh, why is this action planned for more than ten years? That's it?

Fang Heng listened to Chen Lin's complaints along the way, walked to the box Chen Lin pointed to, and asked, "Do you mind if I check it carefully?"

"Of course, I just want to find someone who understands sacred studies to come and have a look. If we can use it, we will use it. If we can't use it, we will destroy it.

"Hey,

Sandy called out,

"Don't insult the dog." "Oh." Chen Lin patted his cheek, "My fault, my fault, we have taken the rest, and some weird things are left in the box."

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