It's just that why is that person's back so familiar?

Yun Xiaoxiao felt that the person who was fighting against Nangong Qing was very familiar, but she couldn't remember who this was and where she had seen him for a while.

Her eyes narrowed slightly with all kinds of doubts, staring at the nimble and agile back for a moment.

After a moment of careful observation, Yun Xiaoxiao's mind seemed to have something passing by, but because the speed was too fast, she couldn't hold it for a while, she couldn't help frowning, her eyes narrowed, and her pupils constricted.

Just when Yun Xiaoxiao squinted and stared, Nangong Qing deliberately sold a flaw, his chest was wide open, and the black-clothed masked man suddenly stabbed Nangong Qing's chest excitedly.

said that it was too late, and Nangong Qing's arm was fast, and the sword in his hand slashed horizontally from the neck of the black-clothed masked man from left to right, and he didn't dodge the sword that the other party stabbed at him.

The black-clad masked man gritted his gums with hatred, but he didn't withdraw his sword, and the man dodged backwards.

Although he had such a good opportunity, he was defeated by Nangong Qing's sword.

The sword in Nangong Qing's hand is carefully crafted, and it is a famous weapon, especially this sword is three or four inches longer than the ordinary sword, just a few inches, which makes Nangong Qing invincible.

Even if he was in Nangong Qing's second time, he would have his head cut off by Nangong Qing's sword, so after weighing it, he decisively retreated.

As he retreated, the sword aura of Nangong Qing's sharp sword caused the black scarf covering his face to float up, revealing his smooth chin between his jumps.

When Yun Xiaoxiao glanced at the appearance of the chin, Yun Xiaoxiao's mind exploded, and his mind went blank.

It turned out to be him!

Not only did Yun Xiaoxiao see who he was, but Nangong Qing, who was fighting against that person, also confirmed what he thought in his heart when the black scarf floated up, it was really him, what should he do?

For a while, Nangong Qing couldn't decide what to do, but when he swept around, after seeing Yun Xiaoxiao's somewhat pale face, he suddenly made up his mind, fought quickly, and took down the person first.

Nangong Qing suddenly changed his moves, the sword suddenly became more aggressive, his expression became more cold, and his technique was even faster, the sword was fast and he couldn't see the direction of his move at all, and for a while, the black-clothed masked man was a little in a hurry.

Only then did he know that Nangong Qing had not done his best and kept giving in, otherwise he would have been defeated.

His face turned pale, his eyes were dark and he looked sluggish, his heart had lost his fighting spirit, and it didn't take long for him to be beaten by Nangong Qing with the sword in his hand, and he also had Nangong Qing's sword around his neck, he didn't resist again, his hands drooped, and he was caught.

"Master." The black-clothed men surrounding him were stunned and tried to rush over, but with Long Yi there, how could they rush over and rescue their master.

After he was arrested, those men in black were also distracted, and they were all arrested by Long Yi and them soon after.

"Lock him up separately." As he escorted them away, Nangong Qing looked up and nodded at the black-clothed masked man.

The one who escorted the black-clothed masked man was a dragon soul guard, and he was used to pulling down the black-clothed masked man to see who he was.

When his hand was about to touch the black scarf, Long Yi reached out and grabbed his hand, shook his head at him, and looked like he didn't let him move the black-clothed masked man, he was surprised, but he still obeyed Long Yi's order, just put the black-clothed masked man in the heavenly prison, and he never touched him again from beginning to end.