A piece of perilla leaf

As a member of the Hengshan Sect, Zhao Rong's desire to straighten out the workplace grew ever stronger.
As the saying goes, the martial world is slippery, and people's hearts are complicated.
When it comes to art, our Hengshan Sect is crowded with big shots, the sound of Xiaoxiang's night rain, the study of Guangling San, making quite the noise.
But when it comes to combat strength, who can boast about their DPS(damage per second)?
Even Shangguan Yun, who could be laid out in a second by the demonic sect’s elders, had something to say, "I've been part of a raid against a world Boss, what achievements do you from Mount Heng have?"
"Mr. Yue's sister store from next door is behind in management mode, it needs to align with Alliance Hierarch's five-year plan."
"The direction must be clear."
"We need to focus on combat strength, we need to develop the guild!"
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Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

The city was small, yet extremely ancient.


It could be traced back to ancient forebears when Emperor Shun granted Yu the authority to establish the Xia Dynasty in Yangcheng.


But for those living there, there was nothing special about it.


They made their way to the north of the city and stayed overnight in two adjacent wilderness inns.


Late at night, Uncle Sun woke up. He originally had no desire to eat or drink, but upon learning that they were at the foot of Dengfeng, he drank some rice water.


They had thought it would be a quiet night.


Sun Zhenda suddenly had veins pop out on his face, his expression ferocious.


He kept shouting and then screamed tragically; the noise drew Yue, Ning Zhongze, and Mo Da all into the room.


They thought someone had come to kill Sun Zhenda, but surprisingly, he was alone in the room.


"Brother Sun is severely injured; don't be agitated..."


Chapter 119: Nanfang Bubai (8.481k)_2