Chapter 1124 It's You

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The Longmen disciples were divided into two groups, one group rushed into the witch's house to search, and the other group blocked the masked man.

The masked man's eyelids twitched a few times. Seeing that all the retreat routes were cut off and Ye Tianlong was still there, he pulled out two short sticks from behind.

"Brother, in this situation, do you still want to resist?"

Ye Tianlong said slowly: "You are looking for abuse. If I were you, I might as well surrender. Anyway, the final result is a loss."

"The witch can't run away, and you can't run away either."

The masked man did not respond, but his eyes became sharp, scanning the position of the Longmen disciples and calculating the attack route.

"Go!"

Ye Tianlong, who retreated a few meters, did not say any more nonsense, slightly tilted his head, and more than 20 people instantly roared and rushed towards the target.

"Bang!"

The masked man swept his left foot, and more than a dozen pieces of gravel burst out. The four Longmen disciples screamed, splashed blood, and retreated with their mouths and noses covered.

Although the injury was not serious, it was particularly painful to hit the nose, and a lot of sand got into the eyes, so they could not attack again for a while.

The rest of the people also instinctively stopped, and the masked man took the opportunity to bully them and swung the two short sticks fiercely.

"Pah!"

The two men retreated with a muffled groan, their chins were injured, and several teeth were spit out. Before they could recover from the pain, the masked man kicked them away again.

"Ah--"

Without stopping, the short sticks swept to both sides again with a crisp sound. The three Longmen disciples who pressed over from the side felt pain in their fingers, released their weapons and jumped away.

Their fingers were injured by the nunchaku, and blood was oozing from the nails, which made them grimace in pain.

After a successful attack, the masked man retracted his two sticks and pierced them back from under his arms, just hitting the ribs of the two sneak attacking opponents.

The two Longmen disciples only felt their whole bodies tremble, and then fell out holding their ribs, knocking down four or five companions.

A stream of blood flowed from their mouths.

"Kill!"

The Longmen disciples saw their companions being beaten to a pulp, and they all rushed forward angrily, hoping to knock down the masked man.

But the masked man was really domineering, and he used the short stick very well. Every move and every style would hit the opponent's soft spot.

"Huh!"

The masked man's steps were vigorous, and his nunchakus were dancing like a tornado.

"Bang bang bang..."

The nunchakus were so tricky that the Longmen disciples had almost no ability to fight back. The masked man was like a ghost among them.

The two sticks always hit them fiercely in a weird way. They protected their heads but not their feet. They blocked their upper bodies, but were hit on their thighs...

The siege team quickly loosened, and many people staggered, unable to catch the rhythm of the battle, and were beaten black and blue by the nunchakus.

Ye Tianlong had a hint of appreciation in his eyes. This guy's martial arts value was not very strong, but he was really good at playing nunchakus, at least more than ten years of skill.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In less than three minutes, more than 20 Longmen disciples fell down.

No one died, but all were injured, either fingers, noses, or chins. The injuries were not serious, but they lost their ability to fight.

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes and looked at his opponent. In addition to being a little surprised that the other party showed mercy, he was also a little confused about where he had seen the other party before.

Although his cleaner's clothes covered his figure, Ye Tianlong still felt familiar.

After more than a dozen Longmen disciples withdrew, the masked man became more crazy. The two short sticks were connected together to become a flexible nunchaku.

He rushed towards the Longmen disciples instead of retreating. His fighting spirit was like a rushing river, making it difficult for the Longmen disciples to resist, and they fell one after another.

"Dang!"

With a muffled sound, three more Longmen disciples fell straight down, and the encirclement was broken apart.

Ye Tianlong shook his head, thinking that he should take action, otherwise the masked man would break out.

"Swoosh!"

Just as the remaining few Longmen disciples retreated, a figure suddenly shot out from behind Ye Tianlong and flew towards the masked man from midair.

On the way, he swung his fist and smashed it down on the masked man. The whistling sound of the fist was more explosive than the nunchaku.

Ye Tianlong was slightly startled: "Di Kuangtian?"

The person who attacked in front of him was Di Kuangtian, who was wearing Miao costumes as usual and was still serious, but gave Ye Tianlong a touch of intimacy.

"Bailihua is too careful."

Ye Tianlong only asked Bailihua to notify Shangguan Xiaozhi to send a team of Longmen disciples over, but she didn't expect her to transfer Di Kuangtian to support.

Just as he was about to attack, he leaned back against the wall again. If Di Kuangtian wanted to attack, he would let him attack. It was normal to vent after being depressed in Baishizhou for so long.

Just looking at the lonely figure of the masked man, Ye Tianlong still shouted: "Leave him alive."

Ye Tianlong rushed forward without stopping after saying these three words, but the murderous intent in his eyes was reduced by three points.

"Huh!"

Facing Di Kuangtian's powerful punch and the fierce attack like a mountain falling, the masked man also showed a fierce look in his eyes.

He obviously also felt the horror of Di Kuangtian.

All the strength in his body was instantly poured into it, and then the double-sectioned short stick was suddenly raised. With a dazzling white light, the fist and the stick collided in mid-air.

"Bang!"

With a deafening collision sound, the two sides confronted each other on the ground.

The fist that hit the fragile shoulder blade was blocked by the masked man with nunchucks in front of his chest. A hint of approval flashed in Di Kuangtian's eyes, and then there was a hint of ridicule.

He put some pressure on his wrist.

"flutter!"

The force of the pressure instantly caused the fist to break the balance, knocking down the nunchuck that was resisting, and then hit the masked man's chest with great force.

The masked man groaned and shook his body a few times. Then he opened his mouth and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth.

There was no doubt he was injured.

"boom!"

Before he could stagger back, Di Kuangtian raised his right foot and kicked it out. The masked man fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut off.

The nunchaku in his palm also fell to the ground.

But he quickly got up and picked up the nunchucks to support his body. Di Kuangtian didn't give him a chance. He leaned close to him and swept his left foot.

The masked man's face changed slightly, and he blocked the attack with his nunchucks, using all his strength.

But it still can't be stopped.

"boom!"

Di Kuangtian's kick hit the nunchaku, and it stopped for a second. Then, without losing momentum, he struck the masked man's chest and swept him out with the stick.

There was another loud noise, and the masked man fell more than ten meters. This time he struggled for a while before getting up, but before he could kneel down, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood fell on the ground in spots, which was very shocking to see.

Di Kuangtian stepped forward again, flipped his body in the air, and smashed his right foot down like a rainbow.

The masked man gritted his teeth and raised his hands to block, but he only heard a 'bang' sound, and his raised arms instantly lost their defense, and he was smashed to the ground.

The third mouthful of blood spurted out, completely losing combat effectiveness.

The masked man stared at Di Kuangtian with his eyes, feeling unwilling, regretful, and helpless.

But all his thoughts finally turned into his face at this moment, which was as pale as a death.

The disciples of Longmen rushed forward and put several sabers on their opponents' necks.

"You lost and your internal injuries are not minor."

Seeing the fierce battle come to an end, Ye Tianlong walked up from behind and said, "It's best not to move around, otherwise your internal organs will be more serious."

"Maybe he will die on the spot."

Ye Tianlong advised the masked man like an old friend, and waved the Longmen disciples to step aside: "The defeat has been decided, don't struggle anymore."

Di Kuangtian also retreated to the side. No need to say more, he positioned himself.

Ye Tianlong took a step forward, looked at the masked man and said with a smile: "You have good skills and a gun in your waist, but you didn't kill any of my brothers."

"Based on this, as long as you no longer resist, I promise to spare your life."

The masked man didn't respond, just sighed softly, with a lot of helplessness.

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "I won this round. As the winner, can I make a small request?"

The masked man shouted: "What do you want?"

He seemed to have used a voice changer to make his voice robotic and temporarily unrecognizable.

Ye Tianlong put his hands behind his back, his smile still bright: "I want to see the true face of the goddess's companions. Is this not too much to ask?"

The masked man struggled to say: "Why bother? Why bother?"

"It's still necessary."

There was a trace of depression on Ye Tianlong's face: "You will kill me at any cost, and I have never even seen you before. Isn't this too embarrassing?"

"Goddess is disguised. You wear a mask. If someone asks me, what do you look like, and I say I haven't seen it, does it make me look like an idiot?"

Ye Tianlong's voice came out softly: "Should I ask someone to take off your mask, or should you do it yourself? I really hope you take it off."

"After all, my brothers are rough men. They could easily hurt you if they took off their masks in the past."

The masked man was silent at first, and then his voice returned to normal: "Tianlong, I don't care about life or death anymore, just save my last bit of face."

Ye Tianlong's smile froze for a moment, with endless surprise in his eyes: "Is it - you?"