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 deep silence of the night, Zhao Rong tread lightly with his sword on the roof tiles of the estate.


In this world, the only person who could make him feel such caution was Dongfang Bubai.


His cool gaze swept over the roof ridges and flying eaves bathed in the faint moonlight.


Zhao Rong was certain in his heart, knowing he was overthinking.


At this moment, he roughly guessed why these people had suddenly retreated.


Although he used the Freehand Sword Skill, top experts could still see clues and distinguish different factions. Once one group of experts withdrew, others could not find opportunities in the chaos and scattered like birds and beasts.


Zhao Rong circled around the estate, discovered there were still people hiding in the dark, but much fewer than before.


These people were not a concern for him, but for the Fuwei Escort Agency, they were still a calamity.


The experts just now were not sure they could take the Sword Manual, so none of them had made a real move.


Chapter 170: Leading Sects of the World, the Grace of the Sword God (9.516k!)