Just when Ning Ke turned around, the sound of breaking the air came from not far away.

He was not close to the battle circle, at least tens of feet away.

Hearing this sound, he instinctively lowered his head and moved away.

A flying knife sliced ​​through Ning Ke's hat, and the veil cut a long and narrow opening.

Half of his face was revealed in an instant.

Seeing this body, Ning Ke paused slightly, quietly waiting for someone to come.

that person

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