Heaven and earth are fallen. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The iron wall is closed.

Su Junyan was stunned.

This knife is really gloomy.

Not only Howard, who bore the brunt of the attack, but also all the human soldiers, demon warriors, and even the snow on the ground, the haze on the horizon, and the iron wall that has gone through more than a hundred years of wind and frost, are all sad.

That kind of gloom is the gloom of seeing relatives separated and the homeland no longer exists, and it is also the gloom of more than a hundred years passing in a hurry, and the wind, sand and dust are all snow.

All the soldiers present couldn't help but want to put down the swords in their hands and cry and laugh again, as if life was nothing more than that.

The walls began to fade, and a little bit of debris withered away, as if the years were wearing away its face.

Even the layer of protective shield of the indestructible Iron Wall Pass's ultimate defense was also in this knife, and it began to look thin.

Howard, in this knife, saw his past.

Young and crazy, young and ambitious, and in middle age, living in a corner, no more saving.

Twenty years later, the deceased died, and his ambition was difficult to repay.

His hand holding the gun began to loosen, and the domineering spirit in his chest was about to disappear.

Su Junyan's knife does not kill, the knife intent is urging.

Urging people to get old, urging people, tears.

There were already human soldiers who couldn't help but kneel and cry, that was thinking of their wives and children in their homeland.

There are also people who look up to the sky and laugh, that is, they are already sad to the extreme, but there is nothing to be sad about, it is better to laugh.

The tens of thousands of heroes who were originally united in the city could not be defeated or destroyed by the enemy, and even if they were killed, they could not be killed.

But under Su Junyan's knife, all of them collapsed.

The stimulating influence of a great teacher, like life-giving spring breezes and rain.

"What a knife. Howard slowly lowered the Emperor's spear in his hand and sighed softly.

His martial arts had been completely dissolved before he was activated.

Even if he forcibly improves his momentum now, raises his gun and fights again, it is impossible for him to be Su Junyan's opponent at all.

Sometimes, martial arts duels are not about how to cut other people's flesh, break other people's moves, and make the enemy bleed.

The most difficult thing is to smash other people's martial arts.

So that the enemy does not even have the courage to carry a knife.

There are thousands of difficulties, but Su Junyan did it with one sword.

Tiefutu remembered that rainy night, Su Junyan slashed at him, and his momentum was several times stronger than today, it was a knife that was bound to hit.

That sword forcibly broke through Tiefutu's martial arts, which were not perfect at the time, and shattered the foundation of his martial arts.

But it was forcibly cut by brute force, and even though Tiefutu was greatly injured, he was later regained by virtue of hard cultivation.

If it is placed today, it will definitely be stabbed, but it will definitely not be able to cut the martial arts of Tiefutu.

Because his martial arts have been completed, the heart stone of the martial arts has blossomed, and it is not something that can be disturbed by external forces.

But Su Junyan's knife is different.

That's not an external force anymore, and it's not some illusionary spiritual force oppression.

It was a feeling, a resonance with the whole world.

As long as you are still living in this world, then you will inevitably be affected by this resonance, and then become a member of the resonance.

When Su Junyan slashed out a knife, he was still deliberate and resolute, but this knife, he was slashing with ease, and he swayed freely.

Because this knife is his life.

This man, in just over a year, the world has changed, and under all kinds of pressure, the martial arts have reached a higher level, and it has reached the point where people can't see it clearly.

Howard had already lost, and Su Junyan only made one stab, and he lost.

At this time, if you change to other people who are not strong in mind and have a fragile martial heart, I am afraid that after decades of cultivation, once they disperse, any ordinary person can kill him with one sword.

Howard is different, he is still standing.

"In the battle of martial arts, I have already lost. Howard said calmly, "But my martial arts heart is not dead yet. ”

His last sentence was extremely firm.

His gun was down, but his hand was still on it.

He can still hold a gun, he hasn't really lost yet.

"Your knife, there are injuries, joy, low, heartbeat, death, silence, thousands of sharpenings, thousands of wind and frost, gloomy and sad, it is indeed a good knife. He held his gun and praised Su Junyan's knife.

Then he said: "Your sword, all the martial arts in the first half of my life and fifty years, I am domineering, you cut it with a knife, it is not good or good, the past is just like a floating cloud to me, and now I only have this city behind me, and this gun in my hand." ”

"My shot, no injury, no joy, no hovering, no heartbeat, no heart death, no silence, some are just my twenty years here to watch the snow without moving, let it be wind and frost sword, I myself, a shot without moving. ”

Not a single shot.

The gun does not move, the man does not move, the heart does not move, the city does not move.

This immobility, not the immobility of Tiefutu, his immobility, but the immobility of the superficial body, Howard's immobility, is that he has been stationed on the frontier for twenty years, allowing his old age to dissipate, and I just sit and watch the snow fall and the wind rise.

That's his life.

Not a single shot.

The gun has actually moved, but it is not the gun that moves, but the entire city behind Howard, his twenty years of life, and his determination not to back down.

At that moment, Howard, and the gun in his hand, like a big mountain, no, something thicker than a mountain I don't know how many times, pressed towards Su Junyan.

It wasn't just Howard himself, or the iron wall behind him.

It seemed to combine the mood of the entire Central Empire, their firmness, and their belief that the demon seed would never be allowed to step through the iron wall, forming a huge combination that was displayed in front of Su Junyan.

Don't move a shot.

The human soldiers, who were originally demoralized and could no longer hold their swords, suddenly had courage again, and their hearts were extremely firm, they stood up again, clenched their swords, and stood behind their general, looking at the army of demon seeds not far away, their morale was skyrocketing.

The warriors of the demon seed felt the monstrous pressure, as if they would be crushed by the 10,000-pound boulder as long as they took one step further.

"Good gun, good gun, don't move. Su Junyan felt the power of this shot head-on, and the clothes on his whole body had become windless, and he could feel that kind of resoluteness.

Resolutely, it was extremely difficult for him to even hold the knife.

With the wish of one person, the determination of tens of millions of people.

Is this battle winnable?

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