Both Charr's dark horse and Bourne's Iberian horse were capable of sprinting, and when the duel began, both horses burst to the limit of their speed.

When Lund shot the first arrow, the distance between Charles and Horn Conner was two hundred meters, and after only two seconds, when Horn Conner fired it, there were only one hundred and fifty or sixty meters between the two.

If this distance was not a big deal, as Horn Connor had predicted, he could shoot a powerful arrow again, and he was confident enough to hit Charles at such a close distance, but when Byrne showed off his "Psychic Shield" skill, his confidence was shaken.

In the transcendent world, condensing spiritual power on weapons to make them manifest extraordinary spiritual power attributes is the hallmark characteristic of the eighth order transcendental.

Although there are many people who can master some extraordinary skills similar to defective products with the help of special transcendent items or special means, and their overall strength is actually very different from that of real transcendentals, Horn Connell does not want to gamble his life on luck.

"Holy Light, I hope this guy isn't really a transcendent warrior......"

Horn Connell prayed silently in his heart, and the big bow in his hand began to condense spiritual power again, but this time Horn Connell's control may be a little eager, and Charles felt that the spiritual power gathering on the green big bow was not so smooth, and he was very restless.

"Lund, up!"

Horn Connell coldly addressed his students, believing that Lund would understand what he meant.

Lund naturally understood, this was to let himself go up and block the new knight! He turned his head to look at his teacher in disbelief, and his heart was cold.

Lund is just an apprentice hunter, just qualified to own his own pet, has not yet awakened his extraordinary talent, at best he is just an elite soldier with excellent archery, but now he is required to go to a close and head-on confrontation with a "warrior", whether the other party is a real transcendent or a wild defect, it is a slaughter-level existence for himself.

"Hmm?...... Hmph!"

Lund only hesitated for half a second, and Horn Connell's eyes became resentful, and he turned slightly, and the coercion on the big green bow turned in a different direction and pressed against Lund's body.

Lund was like falling into an ice cave, as if a needle had pierced his body, and infinite horror flooded up from the bottom of his heart, making him tremble involuntarily.

"Hah!"

Lund finally drove his horse forward, just to get rid of this unspeakable coercion. At this time, Bourne in front of Charles was only more than 100 meters away from him.

A distance of 100 meters is only six or seven seconds for the best horses, and after six or seven seconds, Horn Connell's side will lose all advantage.

If Horn Connell immediately starts to retreat at this time, and uses the hunter's best "kite flying" tactic to fight Byrne and Charles, then the chances of winning are still very large, after all, looking at the difficulty of Bourne blocking that arrow just now, he will definitely not be able to consume a revenant.

However, as a seventh-rank wilderness hunter, Horn Connor also has to protect his honor and face, and he wants to win the duel cleanly, and use the shame of the Chevalier family to establish his glory.

Lund rushed towards Bourne, and instead of shooting arrows with his longbow or holding up his shield for defense, he slammed into it with a resolute gesture, and he wanted to interpret the sorrow of his heart with the collision of flesh and blood.

"Damn..... Get out of the way!" Byrne immediately became anxious when he saw Lund rushing over regardless of life and death.

It's not that he can't solve Lund, but he is between Charles and Horn Connell at the moment, blocking Horn Connell's arrow, if he turns his head to deal with Lund, it will inevitably make Charles directly face the threat of Horn Connell, although Bourne can't see that the spiritual power on the green bow is getting more and more irritable, but that kind of awesome murderous aura can still be felt by a veteran of the battlefield.

What is a knight? A knight is a person who goes to death for his lord, not to mention that Byrne feels that he is better suited to defend than Charles, if he can't stop Horn Connell's arrow, then can Charr stop it?

It is true that the Chevalier family has two transcendent inheritances: hunter and warrior, but Charles Chevalier has already chosen the hunter inheritance to become the wind hunter, and before becoming a mid-level transcendent, he will not have the super defense of the warrior system, and at most he will master some basic skills of warriors.

Just when Byrne was in a dilemma, suddenly a piercing aura of terror arose behind him, making his hairs stand on end.

This terrifying aura quickly became several times stronger, and the big black horse Farman and Bourne's Iberian war horses both neighed in horror and began to jump around without the control of their masters, and Lund, who rushed over, was even more miserable, and his war horse was directly paralyzed and slid out along the grass.

As soon as this piercing aura of murder was generated, Horn Connell's heart jumped, and then he saw Charles behind Bourne leap up from the big black horse, and finally saw the source of the terrifying aura.

It was a silver spear gun made of an all-metal structure the thickness of an egg, and the intricate and fine patterns on it seemed to come to life, slowly flowing with a terrifying white light.

"Spear of Ancoral......"

Horn Connell gasped, didn't care about anything else, and poured the spiritual power accumulated in his body into the green big bow in his hand with all his strength, and completed a shot with full power before the big bow was broken by the spiritual power.

At the same time, the "Fat Knight" Charles, who was leaping in mid-air, also threw the silver spear with shaking his hand, and the miserable white light turned into a streamer, piercing Horn Connell in front of him.

"Bang dang...... Boom"

The sharp arrow and the spear met in the air, and the large amount of spiritual power contained in the two stimulated each other, just like two asteroids with overlapping trajectories, striking a brilliant colorful light.

However, the all-metal spear thrown by Charles was significantly larger than Horn Connell's arrows, and it did not disappear after the fierce collision, but the light on it was much dimmer, and it still pierced Horn Connell with no less momentum.

The meteor-like spear came in an instant, and the terrifying and murderous aura made Horn Connell's heart tremble, and he had no time to drive the green bow to shoot again, so he could only desperately inject the spiritual power in his body into the green big bow in his hand, making this extraordinary weapon several times tougher, and then swing it to smash the terrifying spear gun that came at the attack.

"Peng......

The green bow lasted only a moment before shattering into a brilliant green, and the Lance of Ancoral finally changed direction and plunged diagonally into Horn Connor's horse.

The warhorse, which had long been frightened, was exploded into several large pieces of flesh and blood without even snorting, and the aftermath of the huge spiritual power threw Horn Connell several meters away.

Horn Connell scrambled to his feet, and saw a fat man in armor stumbling towards him with a sword in hand.

Horn Connell reached for the sword at his waist, but he didn't touch the hilt twice in a row.

"Fuck off!

His good situation was reversed in a matter of seconds, and Horn Connell continued to explode in a series of foul words, although he had a very bad premonition when he first saw the gun of Ankaral, but this situation was still difficult for him to accept.

"How could he have ...... Spear of Ancoral...... How dare he use the spear of Ancoral......"

Just now, Horn Connell only had a close fight with the Ancoral spear, and there was no direct contact, which caused a short period of distraction, which was the direct cause of his disadvantage.

But after all, Horn Connor is a seventh-rank transcendent, and his mental power is also very strong, he continuously stimulates his potential, and finally draws his sword, and his mind has returned to normal, and at this time Charles has already run to the front.

"Suffer death!"

Charles let out a loud shout, jumped up in the air, and slashed down with his sword in both hands. The dark golden sword emitted a faint yellow, like the setting sun that was about to set.

Horn Connell stepped to the left, his sword slashed diagonally from right to left, he had no way to retreat, and he also exerted his super strength in the fight to the death, and this sword slash matched his seventh rank in terms of momentum and strength.

"Bell!"

There was a loud explosion like thunder, and Charles and Horn Connor were both shocked and half of their bodies were numb, but the knight's sword in Charles's hand was intact, but the sword in Horn Connell's hand was broken.

“.......”

Horn Connell quickly threw the half-truncated sword in his hand to the ground, squeezing out an incomparably twisted smile, "The 'Evening Knights' of the Chevalier family are really sharp, but the rank of Lord Count is ...... Doesn't think it's just a wind hunter......"

"Oh, what do you think...... What rank am I?" Charles casually waved the "Dusk Knight" in his hand, and the knight's sword that glowed with dusk light repeatedly swept past the neck of the Revenant.

The corners of Horn Connell's eyes kept twitching, and he tried to control his expression: "No matter how rank the Earl is, according to the virtues of the nobles, this duel ...... Wait for me to change my weapon....."

Charles smiled, he finally managed to control the opportunity, where will Horn Conor get a chance to turn the tables, he is sure that if he agrees to Horn Connell's request, the other party will definitely change a bow and arrow to fly a kite and hang himself.

"No, I don't need a weapon either!" Charles casually threw away the "Knight Twilight" in his hand, and threw his nearly 300-pound body towards the 100-pound Horn Connell.

"Look at the punch!"

"Whew....."

Horn Connell hastily raised his arms in front of his chest to block the air, and then boasted of a heart-rending pain, his legs clenched involuntarily, and he fell to his knees with convulsions.

"Humble ...... Mean...... Whew......"