After that, he silently took off the mechanical iron bow behind his back, took a deep breath, and pulled out a jian, but he didn't bend the bow and arrow, but just sat quietly on the back of the horse, facing the silver dust.

At this time, the end starlight has finished casting, the sky illuminated by the setting sun, a red sunset, under the sunset, thousands of miles of red land, the flame of the low mountain, at first glance, the heaven and the earth seem to burn together.

"Heaven and earth are burning, do we have to burn together with the thousand-year-old life of the slaves in Jianzhou? What kind of rules of heaven have we committed, and we have to be so ill-fated for thousands of years? When we were serfs for the Central Plains people, we were looked down upon, and when we were serfs for the Central Plains people, we were resisted by all kinds of resistance, and finally survived until they became the master of Pershing, and the world has not yet been unified, and foreigners with foreign guns and cannons came to the north, and there were silver-haired demons who killed people like mowing grass in the south, why did our Jianzhou slaves be so miserable?!" Xue Wen felt sad in his heart, but he couldn't say it, and he couldn't shout it, he knew that any shouting at this time was meaningless, and it would only cause the silver-haired demon's fatal blow.

He rode his horse lightly and took a few steps, using his own single man and horse, a set of conjoined chain mail, to isolate the huge cavalry cluster behind him from the terrifying silver-haired demon in front of him, he knew that doing so was tantamount to using his mantis arm as a chariot, but, as a loyal general, he still did it.

And Silver Dust, after releasing the Terminal Starlight, there is no more action. "There is no need, because the enemy's military spirit has been broken, the morale of the feudal knight legion will collapse after one-third of the casualties, and the soldiers will turn and flee, don't say that it is estimated that two-thirds of the people are directly killed, right? Even if they are not dead, there is still a reason not to run when they see the flames? Is there any army in this world that dares to fight against the mountain fire?" Yinchen thought so, and in a confident state, he didn't bother to condense any weapons, so he rode the horse he had summoned, stepped back a little, and was just five feet away from Xuewen, and then spoke:

"This is the fairness you want? Giving up the advantages and disadvantages of their respective armies, or the advantage of the tank formation that forced me to give up, and fighting you one-on-one? Surely you can't think of it? I don't really care if there is a person standing in front of you or many people, you are willing to break the rules and shoot arrows in a duel, I will assume that you and your archers are the objects of the duel, just destroy them together, this is very fair, isn't it?"

The mage spoke lightly, and the knight blushed when he heard it, but the mask was in the way, and the mage could not see it.

"I just didn't expect it to be you!" Xue Wen's tone was full of unwillingness.

"Don't make excuses, okay? You all sent Harrow to assassinate me, how could you not have thought that I would go on an expedition with the true king to deal with you? Improper command, using the heavens to play tricks, now that you have lost, don't blame these and that, honestly admit defeat, right? Anyway, the so-called imperial power of your Jianzhou slaves, the number of qi is like this, and the loser is not qualified to make any excuses for his failure, after all, Moscow does not believe in tears. Silver Dust said sarcastically, suddenly feeling a throbbing in the air around him, and some of the scenes that appeared in the nightmare flickered in front of his eyes, he was shocked in his heart, and felt that the power in his body seemed to be changing, the power of the Ten Thousand Transformation Technique was periodically weakening, and the power of the Demon Crying Slash Fist was increasing.

He sat quietly on his horse, but he felt that even the power contained in the warhorse's body began to fade, although the fantasy wings were still outputting thunder and lightning energy, but the warhorse's body must have collapsed in less than a quarter of an hour. At that time, he will completely incarnate a boxer, and all boxers in the world, because of the corresponding changes in the battle spirit, can use additional weapons.

Yinchen knew that he was always a mage, and once he turned into a boxer, then he was afraid that he would not even be able to use his fist gloves.

"Harrow?" Silver Dust, who was thinking about this, suddenly heard Xue Wen's surprised tone: "Lord Harrow of the Poison Dragon Sect?!He went to find you?!"

"So you don't know. Yinchen tried to make his voice sound calm: "It's a pity that you, like him, were treated as ......an outcast by the emperor you knelt and licked" Yinchen said the second half of the sentence, his tone had become yin and yang, obviously sarcastic Xue Wen, but Xue Wen heard his words and was angry. He simply raised the bow in his hand.

Behind him, the sound of galloping horses sounded like thunder, but it also faded away, and he was like a poor man abandoned by a large army, about to stand alone in the red light of the setting sun, alone in front of a whole phalanx of tanks.

The remnant sun is like blood, the sunset is like burning, the fire on the earth is still burning, and the earthen cities on both sides have become ruins, the dead have turned into charred ash, and the living have seized all the time to flee for their lives.

"What if you become an outcast? Blocking you here, even if it is only for a breath or two, can be regarded as being loyal to the Holy One. Xuewen's tone was full of piety.

"Then I'll give you this chance, though, I'd love to say that I'm actually going to let you go, as long as you're willing to get out of the way. ”

"Let go of this official?" Xue Wen's tone changed slightly, and Silver Dust sensed it with the powerful spiritual power unique to magicians, and there was a hint of weakness in this guy's voice.

"Hehehehe!" Xue Wen suddenly laughed, very restrained and reserved, and in his laughter, the trace of weakness quickly disappeared: "Do you think that this official will be deceived by such a clumsy lie......? If this official is spared, then all your information will appear on the desk of the saint, including these square boxes of yours, your horse that walks on the wind and thunder, your fickle spear and axe, etc., etc., you say that you can spare this official? This official himself can't believe it!"

"Hmph, even if all this information is given to you, what can you do? What kind of targeted methods can you and your future emperor called Nano come up with? I know how to spell, I can ban spells, and when firing spells, I must use fist or sword skills, gun style, and sword information, I'm afraid that it should appear in the official documents circulated between your court, aren't you still in a rut? What's wrong with the tank? Do you really think that I only have tanks?"

"And the cannons. Xue Wen said stiffly, at this time, he was chilled by Yinchen's words, and he felt that the boy in front of him, who was rumored to be only sixteen years old, was as terrifying as a flood beast.

"It's not just a cannon, it's a system, a completely different war system from your so-called Jianzhou Iron Cavalry, the individual weapons in this system may have some shortcomings, but on the whole, a variety of weapons work together, it is a perfect mode of war, you have no way to counteract, because you can't fight against this system, so, even if you have more information, it's just to make yourself more frightened before you die, sometimes, ignorance is a kind of happiness. Okay, I've said everything I should say, whether to fight or to flee, whether to go or stay, you are free. After the magician finished speaking, Xuewen understood that the person in front of him was much more terrifying than he imagined.

Digging up information can never be finished, since this person can rely on the power of the distraction level to defeat Harrow in the Jindan realm, then he must have more back-hands, an infinite number of back-hands. "You can't defeat a man who has endless means. This is a fact that Xue Wen has long determined in his heart, in the face of Yinchen, he has never been in a state of not knowing his opponent, and the opponent obviously already knows him very well.

He really had a feeling of running out of donkey skills at this time: "Fight, escape?" He really hesitated, and at this moment, he heard a metal cracking sound from the opposite side.

The war horse under the silver dust crotch actually didn't support it for such a little time, and it began to disintegrate the elements.

The power of Silver Dust, from the moment he defeated Harrow and got out of the realm of Corian, to just now, the heyday of the Chi You Wan Transformation Technique, finally ended, and he almost returned to the state before the Heavenly Change, using the Demon Cry Slash Fist to fight, but unfortunately, now he, the current Demon Cry Slash Fist, can never go back to the past.

The warhorse under his eyes quickly shattered, turning into a mixture of metal and thunder, crumbling and disintegrating, the wings of fantasy glowed, the wind gathered, and the space stasis was activated at the same time, and the silver dust slowly floated from the warhorse, slashing a lazy arc in the air, and falling to the ground.

"The power of the Ten Thousand Transformation Technique is weak, and even the cavalry has to do it?" Yinchen smiled bitterly, shrugged at Xue Wen, spread his hands, and his movements were very funny.

And this situation falls in Xuewen's eyes, and there is really a feeling of God-given opportunity.

"Opportunity!" Xue Wen pursed his mouth, his originally sloppy eyes condensed a cold sword light, at this time he felt a slight change in the battle soul in his body, which seemed to be a little helpful to the cavalry battle he was not very good at, he did not hesitate to hang the bow and arrow on his back, reached out and took off the spear, the moment the soul exploded, the spear, the war horse, and the snow Wen trinity, as if the three souls were one, heaven and man ruled together, and the figure of the cavalry instantly turned into a golden-blue meteor, and rushed towards the silver dust like a meteor.

The men and horses are united, the spears are like dragons, and after the galloping charge, followed by the ruthless iron spear assassination.

"Die!" Xue Wen broke his breath, the five tiger soul breaking spears and the five tigers returned to one, the cold ice swirled and turned into a phantom of the tiger's roar, and the spear was infused with ice gas to become the fangs of the tiger, this is the strongest blow in the five tiger soul breaking robbery, and it can be regarded as the final battle mystery of Dadalok Xuewen's little fame-

At the moment when the Silver Dust War Horse disintegrated, because the power of the Ten Thousand Transformation Technique had subsided, and the power of the Stygian Slash Fist had not fully unfolded, there was a break in the breath that was not weak, and this break was, in Xue Wen's eyes, the weakness after the outbreak of the "Reckless Forbidden Technique", and it was an excellent opportunity to encounter a second time in this life. Xuewen is a loyal slave of Jianzhou, but he is also a very utilitarian person, if he can kill the silver-haired demon, even if he really retreats from Shield Heavenly City, it will be an immortal miracle.

It can be said that it was his instinct to be greedy for merit and rash that forced him to charge towards an impossible victory. The moment he charged, the sky fell.

Silver Dust watched him rush over, although the speed of the cavalry was very fast, it was still within his reflexes, and in the state of the Slash Fist, his reflexes and speed were much better than those under the Ten Thousand Transformation Technique, at least, he was also the top among the boxers.

The mage stood in place, not dodging or dodging, watching the knight charge on horseback, watching every movement of his spear, and at the same time, in the mage's hand, the flames converged before Gangfeng, turning into a mighty fire dragon, almost from the palm of the hand to the front three zhang away, the fire dragon opened its huge mouth, spit out a huge fireball.

The fireball swayed and floated in the air, and it seemed that it had no ability to move at all, but it was just in the way of Xuewen's charge, and the charging inertia of the mounted heavy cavalry was so great that it was impossible to change direction at will like a flashback and break the defense, let alone react at a very short distance of only two feet from the fireball. The moment Xue Wen saw the silver dust shoot out the fire dragon, he chuckled in his heart, and when he saw the fireball, he stabbed it out without thinking about it.

The final battle against Silver Dust was originally used to deal with the fireball.

The icy spear pierced the fireball, and the ice and fire collided with the wind, exploding into a circle of transparent ripples, and the momentum forced Xuewen and the war horse to stop for a moment, and the mage took advantage of this opportunity to float away, and the flames of the empty palm surged again.

"Burning Sun Hell!" The flame condensed into a huge red fireball, as if it was propelled by some kind of terrifying qigong, and was pushed forward by a pillar of fire that erupted from the mage's palm, the fireball rubbed against the air, from the shape of the ball to the shape of a slightly pointed warhead in the front, and the red hot air rippled around the warhead, forming a streamlined air cover, like the terrifying fire of a magic cannon, the huge warhead and the slender tail flame, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a large rocket.

In the face of such a ferocious bombardment, Dadalok Xuewen couldn't help but turn pale, at this time, the bird gun on the spear could not be counted on at all, only to hold the middle of the gun with one hand, gather as many rotating battle currents as possible on the tip of the spear, and meet the huge red flame warhead with a thick blue ice stream.

The head of the ice spear with the ice spikes spinning at high speed, collided with the red storm and the flames, the transparent ripples spread longitudinally in the air, and the flames exploded with the spreading shock wave to diffuse into a circle of red Jedi, and in the red hell, the blue cold light was like a one-dimensional linear world, while swaying blue points of light like diamond stardust, piercing towards the flame jet a foot away.

At the beginning of the second explosion, the red cloak with a hole in Xuewen's body flew up, and the war horse under his crotch neighed, and galloped out of the purgatory of lava with his head held high.

Xuewen charged out, relying on his tenacity and bravery instead of magic skills and wisdom to break through the mage's two blockades, and still unswervingly rode his horse and galloped, at this time, Xuewen even if he knew that Yinchen was not weak, he still had to charge forward, because he and Yinchen were in a duel and could not retreat.