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

Lei Long rode his carriage across heaven and earth, lightning rent the sky and struck into the East Sea.


The howling gale roared, raising dust and sand into the air.


The white cloth wrapped around the Qingcheng disciples' heads, the wide sleeves of the Martial World's people, as well as the kasayas worn by Tao and Feng Buping, were all blown in one direction by the wind, their rustling sound piercing the grim silence of the alley.


Feng Buping swept his gaze over the high-level experts of both the righteous and evil paths, raised his sword, picked up his kasaya, and shouted with a cold expression, "Move any closer and I'll shred this Sword Manual; no one will get it!"


The Tao brothers were tugging at another piece of kasaya.


The eldest, Tao, said, "Whoever dares to strike us six brothers, we'll also tear this kasaya to pieces."


Chapter 172: Yin Yang Sword Manual (8.156k!)