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"Oh my god! There's a ghost! " Seeing the blood covered figure, Fatty Chen's legs immediately became weak. They were currently in a desolate forest, and suddenly seeing such a thing jump out, it was no wonder that he was afraid.

However, if it was a ghost, the matter would be much easier to resolve. Zhou Heng could sense the power of the Inherent Skill and knew that this person was not only a ghost, but also a Magus.

"Hah!" Zhou Heng bellowed, and his physique immediately improved. Different from ordinary people, Zhou Heng normally would not have such extraordinary stamina. He would only enter a state of high stamina during battle. This model is a little bit of a current smartphone and computer, in standby state is very energy-efficient, need to run large software to enter the high load state.

Under his current state, not only would Zhou Heng be able to lift the car that Fatty Chen was driving into the ditch, he could also easily deal with this foreign Magus who had suddenly appeared to attack him.

Zhou Heng's body shifted to the side, dodging Yue Han's pouncing attack. At the same time, he kicked out with his leg, landing directly on Yue Han's abdomen.

Yue Han was already injured, after taking another kick, he immediately fell to the ground and rolled over. He had used a gradually fading to approach these two. According to his calculations, Zhou Heng should be like the Fatty Chen, being completely unaware of his arrival. When he appeared, the only thing waiting for them was death. But who knew that not only did Zhou Heng sense him, he could even react and dodge his attacks, and in the end, he could even send a kick towards him.

Yue Han crawled up from the ground with much difficulty. He looked at Zhou Heng and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

Zhou Heng sized Yue Han up. Seeing that he was covered in blood and that he was a Foreigners, he thought, since this person was a Magus, why did he make himself look so miserable?

"Who are you!" Yue Han shouted to Zhou Heng. Although Zhou Heng stared at him, he did not reply him, which made him very angry. In fact, he had forgotten to use his own Spell Power to change his pronunciation, so he could only blurt out in German. Of course, Zhou Heng could not understand what he was saying.

"This person is really fierce." Fatty Chen realised that since the other party could speak and had been kicked by Zhou Heng, he was slightly more daring.

Hearing Fatty Chen's words, Yue Han immediately glared at him.

Fatty Chen immediately took two steps back. Zhou, Big Brother Zhou! Quick, control him! I, I'll call the police! " "No," he said. In terms of age, he was older than Zhou Heng by at least ten years.

"Don't call the police!" If the police came, it would be more of an issue.

Zhou Heng stretched his legs and said: "I'll take care of him." He still had the cat in his arms, so his hands were not convenient. However, even with just his feet, he was confident enough to deal with a severely injured Magus.

Yue Han didn't dare to stay too long with Zhou Heng and Fatty Chen; after all, Andrea could catch up to them at any time. However, he did not dare to let the two off so easily. After all, Zhou Heng seemed to be quite capable, and he was not sure if the relationship between him and the cat holding brat was a friend or foe.

However, Zhou Heng knew clearly that, as a Black Tower Magus, most likely Yue Han was not a good person. He had come to the Qingyu Lake to cause trouble for the Black Tower's Magi, to avenge himself. Although Yue Han was already severely injured, Zhou Heng would not care so much.

Zhou Heng walked towards Yue Han step by step. He did not rashly attack like what Yue Han did previously, but chose to close in on him step by step. Under his pressure, Yue Han who was hesitating had no choice but to attack.

The purple knight spear condensed in Yue Han's hands.

"Oh?" Zhou Heng looked at the knight spear in Yue Han's hand and became a little interested in it. It looked like Yue Han's entire body was covered in blood, but his injuries were not as severe as he had imagined, and he was still able to resist. Coincidentally, Zhou Heng also wanted to try out the knowledge he had learned from the Heavenly Master System regarding magic.

But Yue Han was not stupid, he noticed Zhou Heng's gaze. Zhou Heng glanced at his hands, although his eyes were quickly moved away, but Yue Han was sure that the other party could see the Knight's spear that was condensed from his own energy. It seemed that this cat hugging brat was not simple, no wonder he could see through his gradually fading.

"Whoa!" Yue Han raised his knight spear and rushed towards Zhou Heng. The weapons formed from the energy were all pure energy and had no weight. At the same time, they could penetrate all defenses, so even the Magus King could only think of ways to dodge such weapons but not take them head on.

However, Zhou Heng did not have the intention to dodge. He just stood there leisurely with the white cat in his arms.

Brat, you can't blame me if you want to die! Yue Han's movements did not have any hesitation. He was not like Peter who was indecisive, and just like the majority of the Magi, killing a mortal was just like killing a fowl or beast in his eyes.

The pike in his hand had already pierced through Zhou Heng's face, and even the white cat in Zhou Heng's embrace could not sit still. It meowed as if it was warning Zhou Heng to be a little more careful.

Seeing that the pike was about to pierce the cat boy, even Yue Han started to doubt himself. Could it be that the glance just now was just a coincidence that the other party could not see the weapon in his hand?

What happened afterwards allowed Yue Han to understand that this was not a coincidence. The other party's calmness and calmness was only because he was confident.

Zhou Heng opened up his left hand and held the cat in one hand. Then, he waved it gently in the air with his left hand.

It was like a command.

After he gave this command, Yue Han's pupils gradually enlarged, because he saw a scene that was enough to make him remember for the rest of his life.

The purple knight lance in his hand, which was condensed from the energy of magic, disintegrated.

Just like a loose sculpture made from piles of sand, the long spear that could pierce through all time and defense, seemed to have been blown away by the wind and disintegrated in Yue Han's hands.

This was impossible! Yue Han had never heard of such a thing happening before. To be able to dissipate the opponent's Witch energy, if this matter could be done with a wave of a hand, then what was the point of Witchcraft?

Spells could not only be condensed into weapons, but also shields. It could also be used to transform into flames, frost, and other forms. It could even be used to control Sickle, a creature formed from baleful qi. If just a wave of his hand could make all of this disappear into nothingness, then what was the point of the black pagoda researching a spell that had lasted for six hundred years.

Yue Han's world view had received an attack. Although the injuries he had received were not serious, the shock to his soul had destroyed his spirit, and he suddenly knelt down.

He suddenly knelt in front of Zhou Heng.

"What, what's going on?" Fatty Chen was a little confused. What was going on? From his point of view, that Foreigners who was drenched in blood just now had raised his fist and rushed towards Zhou Heng in an aggressive manner, in the end, when he arrived in front of Zhou Heng, he seemed to have stopped for some reason. It seemed like it was because Zhou Heng had waved his hand before kneeling to Zhou Heng? [What the hell is going on?