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

Several angry shouts rang out, and another black-clad man fell under the siege of a group of escort agency fighters.


But there were no cheers within the Fuwei Escort Agency; the ferocious black-clad man had first fallen into a trap and then faced a siege, yet he still managed to kill four people.


If it were a one-on-one fight, probably no one present would be his match!


The scent of blood pervaded the courtyard.


The central courtyard of the escort agency was very large, surrounded by over a hundred people, yet still spacious.


Everyone stared at the black-clothed, masked man beside the stone table in the courtyard.


Lin Pingzhi, gripped his treasured sword and gasped for breath. His face was slightly pale; had it not been for several chief escorts lending their aid from the side, he would already have died under the black-clad man's blade.


Chapter 169: Night Wandering God! (9.170k)_3