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Just before the war began, Winnington suddenly said this.

Then without waiting for Su Junyan to react, he made a move.

said that, of course, to disturb Su Junyan's mind.

Martial arts duels are first and foremost a contest of minds, and in the past tradition, it was common to use all kinds of means to disrupt the opponent while fighting, in order to gain an advantage in the duel.

Su Junyan was already a person standing at the top of the martial arts, and his mind should be completely tenacious.

However, there was still something to shake his mind.

That's Olivia.

So, without thinking about it at all, Winnington said that.

Because, that's exactly what he did.

At the moment when he made a move, Su Junyan was indeed affected by him, and his reaction was a little sluggish.

He was thinking about Olivia, the Central Castle, the astrological library, what was going on now, would she be okay?

So when he saw Winnington's gun, it was already in front of him.

Winnington inherited the invincible martial arts of the Ten Directions, and the general Howard who was buried with Tiebi Pass in the north was a brother from the same sect.

Su Junyan had seen Howard's gun, his martial arts.

The general who has been sharpened by the wind and snow in the north and the world seems to have lost his dazzling light, and his gun no longer has the indomitable spirit of the invincible martial arts of the ten directions, but is completely his own.

Winnington is different, he's still young and, more importantly, where he's now.

No matter how the situation changes, no matter how many cities of the Central Empire Su Junyan has built, no matter how Winnington's reputation plummets.

It is undeniable that he is still in the ascendancy.

He is the sun of the Central Empire.

He hadn't experienced the cold wind blowing through for so many years, and he hadn't stayed in a corner for long, and his gun was very hot.

It's straightforward.

It's a shot that pierces you.

It was as if there was nothing else in front of that gun.

It's really overbearing.

It's really invincible.

Even Su Junyan, who had no opponent except for the saint in the New World, had no choice but to cross his sword to block this shot.

"Ding-" The crisp sound of gold and iron exchange, the spear that had accompanied him for many years in the hands of the Mounted Spear Emperor, even if so many years passed, it still could not deprive it of its sharpness.

Its spear tip with a hidden thunder pattern, just like the dragon head of the entangled ancient divine beast dragon on its gun, fiercely and wildly kissed into the blade of the little orange in Su Junyan's palm.

The blade is bent.

An extremely deep depression is presented.

A little closer, he was about to touch Su Junyan's face.

And Su Junyan's expression was very calm, and the short-term turmoil brought about by Wen Nington's words was like numbness, and it ended here.

His hand holding the knife was steady, as if telling Winnington that this was the end of it.

Your gun, it is impossible to go any further.

Winnington didn't think so, his eyes burning and wild as the spear in his hand.

At the moment of shooting, he was already completely similar to the previous Central Empire general Wen Nington, who was so cold that he didn't look like a human.

It was as if he was really alive only when he held the gun.

The great general Winnington is only his surface, and the warrior Winnington is his heart.

"He actually broke through. Tiefutu stood in the distance and watched the sudden outbreak of this battle, watching Wen Nington bend Su Junyan's knife with one shot, a little surprised, but not so unexpectedly muttered to himself.

Winnington, he broke through, he is also a king.

It's an incredible, but it's real.

Because the only person who can fight against the king level is the king level.

In the years before this, there had been no new king-level powerhouses in the Central Continent and even the world for many years, but in the past two years, the new generation of king-level powerhouses had sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Perhaps, this is the harbinger of the coming of a great era.

Tie Futu looked at Wen Nington's shot that bent Su Junyan's knife in his hand, and was very admired.

With Su Junyan's current strength, let alone bending his knife, even if he is close to his body, there are not many people in this world who can do it.

Of course, Wen Nington was able to achieve such a record because he said that sentence at the beginning, which made Su Junyan lose his mind for a moment.

But it's still amazing.

Tiefutu asked himself, it would be difficult for him to do it himself.

However, Su Junyan had already recovered, and he watched as Wen Nington's other hand that was not holding the knife gently flicked on the bent blade.

The next moment, Winnington was shaken back by a huge force.

It's a shock retreat, not a shock flying.

So it means that Winnington still has spare energy.

He was shocked back three steps, and then brandished the spear called Dragon Slayer in his hand again and attacked Su Junyan.

His martial arts are invincible in the ten directions, and his exercises are the hegemonic horizontal column.

None of the words can be taken back.

He can't retreat, he can only advance.

Gunfire roared.

There are thunder and lightning patterns on the dragon slayer lance, and these lines are said to echo the thunder of the sky.

In the rumors, Charlemagne's dragon slayer spear has the ability to summon thunder, once in the founding of the country, relying on the art of thunder, in a key battle, summoning thousands of thunderbolts to fall, one shot to destroy thousands of troops, laying the foundation of the Central Empire.

Rumors are not credible, and many of them are created for the sake of mythologizing certain people.

Winnington is not a magician, he is just a martial artist, and martial arts battles are not as colorful as spell battles, and some are only the most direct armed confrontations.

But when Winnington shot again, indeed, thunder sounded in the sky.

Incomparably huge, thunder.

Thunder filled the entire sky, thirteen in a row.

Many people are temporarily deaf in their ears by the time the third sound sounds.

Their eyes were also covered with purple thunder and lightning like a mad dragon.

Those purple thunderbolts were not a product of the surface world, they were the power of the void.

When Wen Nington took out the spear, the void shattered, and thirteen purple thunderbolts came, heading towards Su Junyan, and blasted towards the spear.

Winnington, right in the thunder.

Thirteen tones.

Only Su Junyan clearly counted this number.

Then sigh.

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