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The Star-absorbing Technique! Xuanyuan Yuheng was extremely anxious, blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, and his footsteps whirred out of his wind. He slapped Sikong Bujikuanshi's back with his palms.

"boom!"

Sikong Buzhi's powerful aura swept across his body in an instant, and a sweet smile surged into his throat, but his face was ferocious, and instead stepped into the stone gate. At the same time, Sikong Buzhi's body flew backwards out of the stone gate, fiercely

He fell heavily on the yellow mud ground.

"Brother Sikong!" Jiang Chengfeng was fighting fiercely with Huang Tang Laogui. When he saw Sikong Buzhi falling to the ground in a mess, he exclaimed in surprise.

Sikong Buzhi, as the leader of the sect and the identity of the corpse-driver in Xiangxi, combined with the combination of the two, who is the opponent among the people present?

But he was defeated by the Faceless Man. What kind of cultivation is this Faceless Man?

Everyone present was shocked and looked at the faceless man stepping into the stone gate with serious eyes.

Huang Tang's old ghost narrowed his eyes slightly, and the eyes were shining. The faceless man made a promise when he invited him, but the reason why he agreed to the invitation was not to pay attention to the promise, but to pay attention to the faceless man's cultivation and his

Similarly, he can first use the hands of the faceless man to seize the secret, and then take a sneak attack and take it down.

Now that the leader of the Thieves Sect has retreated, he has to re-examine the Faceless Man and has to re-think his cooperation with the Faceless Man.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xuanyuan Yuheng looked at the wolf and the people fighting outside the gate, laughing happily. He had never laughed like this for many years. Now the "Prajna Sutra of the Formless Prajna Sutra" is in the coffin in front of him, and he can only get it.

How could he not laugh out loud?

He pushed open the coffin lid in the anxious eyes of everyone, and the coffin lid rubbed and made a harsh and dull "Wow-Wow-Wow-" sound.

"Bang!"

The lid of the coffin fell to the ground, revealing the thick white bones and broken casket robes in the coffin, and no trace of the scriptures was seen.

"Where is the formless Prajna?" Xuanyuan Yuheng's smile frozes, and his lips whispers with a trembling :

"Where is the formless Prajna?"

It must be under the bones! His breathing became rapid, and a panic arose inexplicably in his heart. He reached out to look at the bones.

"Die!" A purple robe figure flew through everyone and slapped Xuanyuan Yuheng's chest with a palm.

Xuanyuan Yuheng groaned, and a wisp of blood suddenly flowed out of the evil ghost mask. He flew backwards and supported the ground with one arm to stabilize his body.

The visitor is the elder of the Ji family, one of the aristocratic families in the martial arts world, and Ji Wuming.

What is famous in the Ji family is the Ji family's wandering step. The reason why the Phantom Step in Xiangxi is cut off in the eyes of the people in the Jianghu is that it is because it is defeated by the Ji family's wandering step.

It is invisible and without a trace, difficult to find, and difficult to measure the body. It is for the purpose of wandering.

The Phantom Step in Xiangxi can be seen by experts and predict the trajectory of travel. For example, Anping, the protector of the Qianlong Sect, was seen by Jia Ersan several times.

But the Ji family's walking is different. Even if you can see through the flaws, it is difficult for you to predict its trajectory.

Now, the "Prajna Sutra of the Formless Prajna Sutra" is mine... Now Ji Wuming is standing in front of the coffin, feeling proud. He will not take the Prajna Sutra of the Formless Prajna back to the clan. He wants to practice by himself, and then take it in one go.

Defeat the current head of the Ji family and take the position of leader of the Ji family!

A real man was born in heaven and earth, how could he live in depression for a long time? He was unwilling to be suppressed by the head of the Ji family!

Ji Wuming was stunned when he saw the bones and casket in the coffin, and then thought about the previous actions of the Faceless Man, thinking that the formless Prajna Sutra should be under the broken casket and casket.

He reached out with his hands and found a stiff object under his casket, like gold and iron.

Could it be that the secret book is similar to the iron voucher of the alchemy book? Carve the secret experience on the metal and iron? Ji Wuming's heart is also true. Only by storing it in metal and iron can it be better preserved in the years.

He took out a hard object. When he saw this object, he was stunned. He saw that this object was a token, with fine workmanship and grand flowing. The four big characters "The hidden dragon in the abyss" were dragons and phoenixes dancing.

It is worthy of being the secret book of formless Prajna. Just look at this token and you will know... Well? Token, what token? Why is it a block token? The hidden dragon is in the abyss. Isn’t this the token of the Qianlong Sect? How could it appear here

?Where is the secret?

Ten thousand questions flashed through Ji Wuming's mind, and he quickly moved the corpse and robes of the sweeping monk, and found that there was nothing else except this token.

What about the secret? He didn't notice the anger in Xuanyuan Yuheng's eyes and the figure rushing up. He had already occupied his mind by doubt.

"boom!"

Xuanyuan Yuheng slapped Ji Wuming's heart with a palm, and only the sound of broken bones in the chest sounded. Ji Wuming's body took a few steps back, a lot of blood emerged from his mouth and nose, and his mouth was sobbing.

At the same time, people outside the stone gate rushed in frantically. They all leaned into the coffin, and there were only white bones and casketballs in the rotten wooden coffin.

"Take the secret book!" A roar came from the crowd, and two groups of people rushed towards Ji Wuming and Xuanyuan Yuheng.

"There is no secret book!" Xuanyuan Yuheng yelled and made an excuse. He did not see the secret book at all.

The token of the Qianlong Sect in Ji Wuming's hand fell, and fell on the ground with a slam. His eyes were dissipated and he was supported by the people surrounding him. Before he died, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Xuanyuan Yuheng tremblingly, as if he was
Chapter completed!