Standing at the door of the church, the noisy cold wind blew on Zhang Lin's face, and a lot of ice crystals hung on his somewhat messy hair but he didn't realize it.

"The Heart of Evil is almost here, so I guess they're coming soon."

Zhang Lin's self-talk made Fried, who had already disappeared, subconsciously think that the other party still had reinforcements coming, and there was an unstoppable killing intent in his heart.

Blame you for holding me back.

Fried's footsteps slowed, and the chill emanating from the scythe in her hand almost merged with the coldness of the world.

"Click-"

There was a crunch of snow being trampled on the snow.

This sound was not obvious in the whistling wind, and Fred did not think that the other party could avoid it. Her whole body swept out of the shadows, the scythe in her hand brought up a piece of ice flowers, and the silver blade was plated with a layer of blue coat, like a phantom, from the bottom up, towards Zhang Lin's neck.

Ice and snow didn't give Zhang Lin a cold feeling, but at this moment he seemed to feel a chill like a biting ice pick.

Subconsciously, Zhang Lin's left hand seemed to be raised slowly but very quickly, and then the touch with the stick was transmitted to his arm, and then he pushed it-

Zhang Lin was stunned, and Frid, who was sneaking up, was also stunned.

Obviously, he didn't feel a particularly strong force from the weapon he was holding, but he was pushed away, and even the whole person took a step back with this force.

And Zhang Lin also flipped his wrist and kept looking at his arm, but at this moment he couldn't get back the feeling he had before, and it could be said that it was a complete coincidence just now.

When the two came to their senses, Zhang Lin pulled out his weapon, and Fried quickly jumped back to widen the distance.

This took advantage of the best moment for the other party to be stunned and counterattacked, and was wasted by Zhang Lin.

And Fried saw Zhang Lin's appearance, obviously relieved a lot, if every attack she could be blocked by the man in front of her in such an easy way, then she directly admitted defeat, what else to fight.

"You're Fried, aren't you? You see that we have no hatred and no grudges, so can't we all sit down and talk about it? ”

"You killed Vihel." Fred raised the scythe behind her and said coldly.

"He did it first......"

The nun stopped talking, her footsteps were light, and she exerted force from the soles of her feet, and the whole person spun and jumped into the air, and the sickle slashed towards Zhang Lin's waist with a cold air.

The eggshell-like golden shield instantly enveloped Zhang Lin, and when the scythe collided with the shield, there was a sound of gold and iron, and sparks sputtered out between frictions.

Fried felt like she had slashed at a pillar, and the reaction made her palms tingle.

Sure enough, the strength is too far from before.

However, Zhang Lin was not comfortable, the shield could not completely isolate the impact, and the two scratches on the snow showed that he was repelled by a distance of nearly two meters.

Fred's re-examination of Zhang Lin had never seen a knight of any kingdom use such a miracle, but the next moment, Fried saw a scene that made her not know what to say.

Zhang Lin clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the pitch-black flames instantly erupted from the big sword, the pale outer flames danced in the wind, and the scattered white flames and snowflakes were intertwined.

"Zizi-"

But the next thing that hurts is that the black flame and the shield clashed, and the two forces collided violently, and both wanted to suppress the other, and there was no room for relaxation.

Eventually, the Black Flame was depleted, and the shield was dim and about to be annihilated.

It's a little embarrassing now.,You can only choose one of attack and defense.,It's all your own thing.,Why can't you coexist peacefully.。

“......”

Fried didn't rush to attack, the black flames wrapped around the onyx blade brought back some memories of her power, which belonged to her, but at this time she was too weak to awaken that power unless she accepted it, but that would conflict with her purpose.

Immediately, abandoning the idea of flying, Fried gracefully swung her scythe, the snow following the blade as it swung it.

The first time, the scythe and the big sword raised by Zhang Lin collided together, both of them paused slightly, followed by the second blow, the third blow, the continuous collision made a fierce sound, and then, a long staff slipped out of Fried's left hand, and the blade condensed by spells appeared on the top of the staff.

Suddenly, the two scythes attacked Zhang Lin frantically with more fierce attacks, and the attack posture evolved from the swordsmanship she was used to in the past seemed to set off a storm of ice and snow.

The sudden acceleration of the pace of the attack almost made Zhang Lin not react, and sharp ice crystals swept across his cheeks, and a trace of blood slowly emerged.

However, such a fierce attack must not be sustainable, and soon Fried's offensive began to slow down, and the connection of movements was not as coherent as before, taking advantage of the gap between the two attacks and the dazzling golden light that erupted when the shield shattered, Zhang Lin clenched the hilt of his sword and slashed towards the opponent.

The blade collided with the metal hilt of the scythe, and Fried's attack was halted, and with the remaining strength, she quickly backed away, widening the distance, and then vanished into thin air.

Zhang Lin stretched out his thumb to wipe the blood off his cheek, then took his finger in his mouth, a rusty smell permeated his mouth, and the next second, he also disappeared in place out of thin air.

Both of them are invisible, and this time is a test of observation and patience.

At this time, the wind and snow gradually increased, and it was a little difficult to see the hidden figure from the position where the snowflakes were obstructed, as for the sound, Zhang Lin did not have such a strong sense of hearing to be able to hear the details in such an environment, at this time, he was a little envious of the demon hunter's senses.

However, Fried, like him, couldn't find the other party's figure, and couldn't achieve the effect of a sneak attack, and stealth lost its meaning.

Fried didn't continue to consume with Zhang Lin, only to see a large piece of ice crystal explode from the clearing, rapidly expanding.

At the same time as her figure emerged, Zhang Lin, who was in the range of ice crystals, was also exposed.

As soon as Zhang Lin broke away from the range of the ice crystals, those ice crystals exploded, forming a curtain of ice and snow that obscured his vision.

The scythe pierced the white curtain, and slashed towards Zhang Lin with a chill, and at the same time as the weapons were staggered, the second auxiliary spell scythe also followed, and it was the same set of slashes.

This time, Frid's slashing speed was a few points faster than the previous one, and she seemed to have made up her mind to use such a fierce attack to directly suppress Zhang Lin to the point where she could not resist.

And Zhang Lin just happened to be more and more overwhelmed as he expected, although she was getting weaker and weaker, but soon, she would be able to knock this man down.

Just as Fried's violent slash caused Zhang Lin's figure to fall backwards, she spun around, and the off-hand's spell scythe lifted a burst of frost ready to deliver the final blow to Zhang Lin.

But he saw that Zhang Lin's originally leaning back body suddenly lowered and dodged this slash, and then, he burst out with a speed that he had never shown before, and slashed diagonally past Fried's empty chest.