Xuewen's retort left Silver Dust speechless, and it was the first time he had encountered a situation where a mage couldn't talk about a melee combatant.

"Then you come down and fight me, you're just a boxer anyway. Silver Dust said, his right hand clenched into a fist in the cuff, and a mysterious power swirled in the darkness, and the wrist in the sleeve slowly conjured up a set of delicate spring hidden blades.

"Huh. Xue Wen was amused by Yinchen's "ignorance", and the contempt in his heart grew even more irrepressibly: "This official does know a little bit about boxing skills, but! Now that this official has a tiger talisman on his body, how can he end up fighting hand-to-hand like a ruffian? If you want to do it, it must be a knight to a knight on a war horse, and a spear to a spear! You ...... Forget it, look at those square boxes behind you, it's not something that can be flexibly charged, and there are only a few horses in your troops, and even fewer war horses that can charge...... Someone, lead a horse and send a spear to this 'southern country' general! So that he can know that the horses of our Jianzhou slaves are the best in the world, and the spears of our Jianzhou slaves are also the treasures that the world's generals dream of!"

The war horse was brought in, and the spear was inserted at his feet, but Yinchen did not reach out to take it, he knew that at the moment when Xuewen gave the order, Jianzhou Nu'er would be able to do enough on the war horse and the spear, this horse that looked very miraculous was also one of the few sick horses in the army, and in the spear, although the spear head and gun barrel would not have any defects, but don't think about a little gunpowder in the three-eyed gun, the heavy three-eyed gun is a burden.

Seeing this, Silver Dust did not accept Xuewen's seemingly generous gift with a faint element of charity, and the magician raised his hand slightly, revealing the red light on the fingertips of his cuffs.

Countless crimson points of light suddenly appeared in the air, and the points of light converged, turning into a flame war horse galloping in the air, just at the moment when the magician showed a trace of a smirk, the pendant fantasy wings worn on his chest suddenly lit up with an explosive blue electric light, and an electric blade flashed away, directly slashing the head of the galloping flame war horse, the war horse let out an unwilling wail, turned into flames and disappeared in the air, and between heaven and earth, suddenly stirred up a huge golden vortex.

The storm gathered in the whirlpool, the colorless and transparent storm was gathered and compressed by a wave of invisible super power, and suddenly the silver cold light flashed, and a silver unicorn galloped down from the sky, the unicorn was silver-white, only the sharp horns on its head were full of golden light, and its body was similar to a unicorn, but it was not a beast of five virtues, nor did it have wings like a western pegasus, the unicorn galloped down from the thick swirling clouds, and the metal-like four hooves trampled on it was a flash of thunder.

Qilin, machine spirit, this is actually the true body of the Fantasy Wing, of course, this holy beast is not called the Fantasy Wing, its real name is [Empty Space].

The silver war horse of the divine horse stepped on the wind and thunder, and stopped tamely beside the silver dust, and the silver dust reached out and touched the hair on its body, and as a result, he touched a hand of wire, this summoning beast-like war horse, it also looks very much like Canonicle's sci-fi style.

The magician used his toes to exert force, his body soared into the air, and he easily jumped on the horse's back, his hand wearing a hidden blade gently pulled the golden reins of the warhorse, and on his empty other hand, the cold wind gathered.

The wind gathered in the palm of his hand and turned into ice, which turned into silver metal, and a group of incomparably large cold iron spears appeared in his hand, and the light converged, and the golden armor of light appeared on the silver robe, which was crowned by the gods who could withstand three intermittent attacks.

The silver-white gun and the silver-white magic robe are very compatible, but the shape of the gun is very special, as if a chariot cannon was forcibly installed with a silver shining square cone gun head, the barrel of the gun is almost twice the thickness of the silver dust arm, looking at Xue Wen on the other side frowned slightly, I really don't know how such a thin boy can use such a heavy weapon.

The gods were crowned into armor, the wind turned into ice into spears, the thunder and lightning into metal into war horses, and the mages had everything to become a knight except the shield.

But a magician can't really become a knight after all.

At this time, the Jianzhou slaves who originally planned to shout and cheer for the main general, no one made a sound, the preparation of Yinchen's "equipped war horse" was too shocking, thunder for the horse, cold ice for the gun, flash for the shield, with the gorgeous and mysterious silver hooded robe, it showed an inhuman and strange momentum, if the momentum on Xuewen's body is like a fierce general in a hundred battles, dignified and mighty, then the momentum on Yinchen's body is like a ghost falling from the sky, which is unpredictable.

Silver Dust tried to raise the Ice Dragon Sky Breaker, and a roar of the Broken Dragon came from the thick barrel. Silver Dust Ce retreated, opened a distance of ten zhang, and put on a one-on-one charge and fight posture with Dadalok Xuewen, at this time the wind and snow gradually increased around them, and the transparent barrier also became blue, in the hot summer of July, the wind and snow raged under the clear sky, which seemed to show some special meaning.

"Dadalok Xuewen!

"Silver Dust, Ice Dragon Sky Breaking Spear!"

The wind suddenly pulled away from the wind and snow, and began to spin simply, and the robes crowned by the gods flew up with the wind, and the ice spear in his hand lit up with a pure silver cold light.

The wind almost becomes the aura of the magician, the moment the magic cultivation is ignited, the black clouds retreat, and the strong wind sweeps wildly, and for the mage who has the magic of ten thousand transformations, the wind is fire, that is, water, and electricity.

The wind swirled, guarding the silver dust like a wing, making Xue Wen feel an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, the contempt that was still circling in his chest just now and the inferiority complex in the face of the coercion of heaven and earth at this time, started a civil war in his chest. Xue Wen pursed his lips, his eyes were cold, and he didn't care that the soldiers behind him didn't cheer for him, and he didn't care that the war drums on Tucheng didn't sound, he directly raised his spear, clamped the horse's belly, and the ice all over his body swelled and charged at great speed.

At that moment, people were like tigers, horses were like dragons, spears were like the mandate of heaven, and enemies were like tired eggs.

Silver dust in Xuewen's legs clamped the horse's belly is instant, directly with the power of the crotch to control the war horse under the crotch to run, the elemental summoning creature is not the same as the real creature, the moment the thunder and lightning war horse under the crotch takes the first step, the whole horse with the silver dust on it has reached the maximum speed.

The deceleration was as terrible as a sports car.

That's why Xue Wen felt that the enemy had arrived in front of him, but Xue Wen was a veteran after all, although he was young, but his combat qualifications and experience were not young at all. The experienced Xue Wen leaned over, instinctively avoiding the simple and direct shot that Yin Chen imitated some kind of divine skill, and at the same time, the spear in his hand was horizontal, directly extending the three-eyed bird gun to Silver Dust's armpit.

He cautiously pulled the tab once.

The gun rang out, but there was no sound of iron beads breaking the chain mail or hitting the flesh, the moment Yinchen and Xuewen staggered, except for feeling a shot in his hand, he only saw a flash of fire at the edge of his vision, he rushed over Sanzhang, turned the horse's head and came back, only to see clearly the handful of green smoke in the air that quickly dissipated in the wind.

Yinchen's eyes froze, knowing that he had encountered a difficult opponent, or rather, all the opponents he had encountered in the melee field were difficult.

Xue Wen's eyes were cold, he knew that he had encountered a troublesome opponent, that thin layer of golden light cover, it seemed to be some kind of special magic weapon or secret spell, in short, he could actually block the cannon mixed with soul scattering poison, and those crossbow arrows arranged on the earth city could not shoot through this "treasure armor", his previous arrangement may have been in vain.

The two re-chose their positions, and once again prepared to charge on horseback, knight duels are like this, compared to boxers, swordsmen and swordsmen have a variety of martial arts, to be a little monotonous, knight duels can only charge again and again, and deliver deadly attacks at the moment of approaching the enemy, because Xuewen's knight spear is one zhang and two feet long, and Silver Dust's spear is also one zhang and one foot and seven inches, all of which exceed the limit distance (one zhang) of the ice outbreak, and the power of the ice cannot match such weapons well, so they can only use very simple stabs, percussions and artillery strikes。 At the moment when they are intertwined, whoever hits first will have the advantage, and whoever hits the vital point will win directly. Ice armor and chain mail flakes can withstand the cold spears of infantry stabbed in the chaos of the army, but they cannot withstand the attack of another knight who is coming from the frontal attack. At this time, every stab attack of the two of them is the release of the overall impact of the man and the horse, even if the silver dust uses the hegemonic body, it will definitely be directly lifted off the horse, and once the horse falls, even if it does not die, it will definitely lose.

Therefore, knight duels, compared to boxer duels, are simpler, more dangerous and cruel.

Silver Dust took a deep breath, he knew that the spear in his hand only had a limited number of attack opportunities, but this number of times was random, and it was more difficult to control than the coronation of the gods who determined three defenses, he looked weak in defense, but in fact, it was already a great luck that the cavalry duel could tolerate a mistake, and Silver Dust knew that Xuewen on the opposite side might not even be able to withstand the damage of being stabbed once.

His real trouble at the moment is the opportunity to attack, he found that as he grew older and got up, his attack opportunities became less and less, and the effect achieved after seizing the opportunity became more and more amazing. The magic in his hand seemed to be changing from a rapid-fire submachine gun to a slow-firing and powerful laser cannon.

Silver Dust shook the head of the spear, and his contemplative gaze was full of treacherous coldness, the magician would not talk about any rules in the knight's duel most of the time, and he would never honestly go to the front if he could pit the opponent. Since Xue Wen could hit him with the Three-Eyed Bird Gun, he would not hesitate to give the other side a ruthless blow with his Collapse Gun Frozen Sky Cracker.

This time, the mage made a mistake, although the Ice Dragon Sky Breaker Cannon looks like a good gun, but it is actually a long-range attack spell, the gun is just a form of activation similar to magic runes, if he really pulls the trigger, then the muzzle blocked by the long spear head will not shoot anything, and the whole gun will instantly transform into a roaring ice dragon, bringing absolute zero and explosive impact to enemies at any distance.

A gun with a random number of attacks actually has a certain factor, that is, there is only one chance to trigger the "shelling".

"Come again!" Silver Dust snorted, and the moment he saw Xue Wen pick up his spear, he urged his war horse, stepping on endless thunder, and charging like lightning, Xue Wen was startled a little by his speed and determination, but experience told him that he must not retreat after death, and he could not even tolerate half a minute of hesitation!

"Drink!" Xue Wen let out a roar like a tiger's roar, the war horse under the crotch seemed to feel the boiling war flow of the master, four-legged force, smoke and dust burst up, and galloped up at a high speed close to the physiological limit, Xue Wen knew that the war horse under the silver dust crotch was definitely an anomaly, the speed was extremely high, so the impact force must be great, and he could not have any chance of winning if he collided head-on, so he could only rely on years of experience and inspiration in fighting on the battlefield to avoid his gun and stab his defense with his own spear.

Xue Wen had actually seen that the light shield on Yinchen's body could not block all the attacks, and the bombardment of the fire just now had almost dimmed the golden light by half. He firmly believed: "With the strength of the cold ice battle flow of the distraction realm of this official, coupled with the heavy inertia of the copper-headed iron spear, and the momentum of the war horse, he will definitely be able to shatter the armor of that light in a few clicks, and after that, even if he orders a salvo of ten thousand arrows, he will win......

Xue Wen thought about this and lowered his body, galloped his horse, the battle stream condensed on his thick and sturdy right hand, and the cold water flowed along the barrel of the gun almost to the head of the gun, spinning into a powerful mechanical thrust, as if a hydraulic boost added to the energy of the spear on the tip of the spear. The enemy on the opposite side seemed to be moving slowly this time: "Maybe it was the power of that bird gun that penetrated the golden light armor and shook his internal organs, causing him to suffer unspeakable internal injuries and can't stand the bumps of the high-speed gallop, or maybe the shot that stabbed him missed, so that his confidence was lost, and he took a cautious offensive?"

The distance between the two was quickly shortened to less than three zhang, and the next moment the spear could be clashed, Xue Wen let go of the finger holding the pull ring, he thought that there was no need to waste the precious bird gun in this confrontation, in the single gun battle, it was a ridiculous thing to load the bird gun, and the three chances were used up, he even had to get rid of the three-eyed gun and only use the spear to fight, so these three opportunities were very precious and must not be wasted, Xue Wen suddenly activated a special magic skill at this moment, "Frost State of Mind" , can make the world in his eyes very slow, and his movements become very fast in the eyes of the enemy, his magic skills are running, the battle spirit is boiling, carefully observing the movements of silver dust, hoping to find a flaw for a moment: "Don't be too big, as long as there is a defensive gap as big as half a belly." He held his breath, and the spear in his hand suddenly split into five, transforming into five brilliant blue spear shadows, which poked tentatively at the nowhere point of Yinchen's upper body.