People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 917: Wang: Do you still need Qi Yan? My brother killed him with one punch!

Above Longmen, Ya was sandwiched between two figures.

She frowned, and had already begun to feel like giving up.

She was confident that as long as she wanted to leave, the two people in front of her would not be able to stop her.

But soon Ya felt an unusual atmosphere.

She looked down at her feet, and then her pupils suddenly shrank into a point, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Dense crowds of people were gathering around her from all directions, countless eyes were fixed on her in mid-air, and the city beneath her feet seemed to be opening its eyes, locking onto her with lofty fighting spirit and murderous intent.

"Are you familiar with it?" Wang asked with a smile.

Ya's expression at this moment was as ugly as it could be.

This scene made the memory that she would never forget even clearer. It showed how conceited she was back then, and how badly she was beaten in that encirclement and suppression.

And now, the war that brought her so much humiliation seemed to be reappearing in the same way.

"Was it you who did this?" Ya asked grimly.

"it's me."

The Witch King took the initiative to speak: "To be honest, I am quite curious about that war. Although the scale today cannot be compared with that of the past, the Yan Kingdom still allows me to see a bit of the style of the past."

"You?" Ya said in disbelief, "How can you do this?"

The Witch King spread his hands and said innocently:

“I didn’t do anything except reveal your location to a random guy running around in a black raincoat while I was completing someone’s instructions.

But this is Yan Country, you know better than me, if these guys were in trouble for other reasons, they might just bear with it, but if they are bullied by giant beasts like you, they will really get angry. "

Ya was so angry that he was speechless, but the rage in his heart due to humiliation became even stronger.

The knuckles of her hand holding the knife began to turn white from the force she exerted.

This humiliation must be washed away with blood!

"You really are unscrupulous in order to keep me." Ya's face was full of ferocity. "Then I will destroy this damn city today. What's wrong with leaving this body in your hands?"

There was a burst of laughter.

Ya looked at the laughing Witch King in disbelief.

"What are you laughing at?" She was even more annoyed by the Witch King's inexplicable laughter.

"I laugh at you for not knowing your own limitations. I laugh at you for not knowing what your only fate will be."

The Witch King stopped laughing, shook his head and said, "Longmen's current reaction will make Qi Yan very satisfied, and once he is satisfied, he will take action to protect this city.

Wang and I's seemingly reckless actions were actually just to help Longmen hand in a qualified answer, and you were just an insignificant condition in the process of verifying the results on the paper."

Another burst of laughter rang out.

Ya turned his head and looked at Wang who was laughing.

"What are you laughing at again?" She was so angry that veins on her forehead were faintly visible.

"I laugh at Mr. Witch King for making a fuss out of nothing."

Wang did not target Ya, but said to the Witch King: "Even if Longmen fails to hand over the answer, it will be fine, because there is no need for Qi Yan to take action, my eldest brother can suppress such a small situation."

Ya was so angry that his body began to tremble.

Although these words did not seem to be directed at her, the contempt contained in them was no less than that of the Witch King.

"Since you hope to anger me so much, congratulations." Ya raised the long sword in his hand and said word by word, "You succeeded. Today this city is destined to be destroyed in my hands!"

"Brother, it's your turn to laugh."

Wang turned his head and shouted to the dragon gate below him.

"Wang, your personality has changed. It has become...more weird."

Zhong Yue brought Lin Yuxia from Longmen in the distance and landed on the roof of a building.

He let go of Lin Yuxia, took two steps forward slowly, and looked up at the three people in the air.

Chongyue is now a mortal man, and he doesn't have the desire to delve into various skills, so he can't fly into the air.

But even though he was just standing there normally, he displayed a natural aura that firmly suppressed the three parties present.

The Witch King looked at Zhongyue with curiosity and surprise, and was quite surprised by Zhongyue's aura.

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see that Zhongyue's temperament did not come from his bloodline, nor from the authority of those giant beasts.

It is more like a mountaineer climbing step by step, shedding his glitz, tempering his true self, and finally reaching the top and looking down at all things with indifference.

Ya and Chongyue looked at each other from above and below.

For some reason, Ya always felt that he saw something different in Zhongyue.

"absurd!"

Ya tried hard to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind and said in a cold voice: "Even if His original body was still there, He would not dare to say that He could completely suppress me by His own strength. Today, this city and the ants in it must die!"

“I am not Him.”

Zhong Yue emphasized it again, then took off his coat and handed it to Lin Yuxia beside him.

He motioned Lin Yuxia to step back, looked at Ya again, and slowly but powerfully got into position to start.

Wang quickly winked at the Witch King, signaling him to stay away to avoid being implicated.

Ya did not stop him, but just stared at Zhongyue who was beginning to accumulate strength.

New and old grudges piled up at this moment, making Ya want to kill the person in front of him with a knife.

"Ya, you are right. Even He back then could not protect a city from being damaged in your hands."

Zhong Yue looked calm and said, "But the ones standing here right now are not them, but you and me.

Because of his obsession, Wang brought you into this situation, bringing about the current disaster for the Twin Cities. I don’t know how to convince him, or rather, I don’t know whether I should convince him.

But I don't want to cause more pain because of him. He is the second brother among us siblings, and I am his eldest brother. How many brothers and sisters like us are there in this city?"

"How ridiculous!" Ya raised the long sword in his hand angrily, "The friendship between these mortals only lasts for a hundred years. To you, me and them, it is just noise that will disappear in the blink of an eye.

Is your current attitude and the reason you are standing in front of me an insult to me?"

"The reason I'm standing here is an answer that is only given to me."

Ya's face was distorted with anger again.

She was destined to be unable to understand Zhongyue's feelings.

She could only feel endless humiliation.

And she had had enough of this humiliation.

The long knife was raised.

Time flows on the edge of a knife, eight thousand years for spring, eight thousand years for autumn, one reincarnation, ten thousand years of time, but it is just a moment in the eyes of a person.

This knife contained the humiliation and anger she had felt for a thousand years since that battle.

She will use this sword to announce to this land and this arrogant country called Yan that she has returned, and then find the true form of the Sui Beast and complete the revenge she launched for the betrayal she suffered that year.

Then...she saw Zhongyue throw a punch.

The fist landed on her chest, calmly and naturally, as if that was the way it should be.

Her knife never had a chance to fall.

Zhongyue landed back on the rooftop, his breathing a little disordered, a hint of pain flashed between his eyebrows, but that was all.

The long sword in Ya's hand slipped out of her hand and turned into fluorescent spots and disappeared. Her body fell to the ground of Longmen like a kite with a broken string, making a dull sound.

The Witch King, who was looking forward to eating the melon, was a little surprised.

The high-spirited Guards Bureau team in Longmen froze in place. A shadow guard who hung himself on the wall with a grappling hook lost consciousness and fell down. The Gray Tail troops in the streets took off their sunglasses in unison, wiped the lenses with the clothes of their companions beside them, and put them back on, then opened their mouths at the same time.

Wei Yanwu looked at Ya lying on the ground, dying, and couldn't help but patting Jieyun beside him:

"Am I under an illusion? Punch me now... ugh!"

Before he could finish his words, Jieyun punched him in the stomach.

"It's not an illusion... Ha... Hiss, it hurts... Are you really hitting me?" Wei Yanwu covered his stomach, neither laughing nor crying, "I'm the Governor of Longmen!"

Jieyun put away his fist in confusion: "Didn't you ask me to hit you? And what is the governor?"