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

About seventy men, all wearing hemp robes, hats, and wielding slender katanas, burst from the three restaurants. They were generally somewhat short in stature.


They were clearly speaking the language of the invaders.


It was the group of Fusang Ronin that Xiang Wentian had lured. Their encampment had been destroyed. A few who understood some Chinese had heard about a powerful martial arts manual and desired to obtain it, with hopes of returning to their island to wreak havoc again.


Far away on the surface of Poyang Lake in Jiujiang Prefecture, Yue, anxious to head southward, was once again held back by Ning.


"Brother, there are many fishing villages around here. Let's keep looking, in case there's a martial arts prodigy," she said.


Yue looked towards Fuzhou, desperate, but his hand was grasped by Ning. Seeing the look in his wife's eyes, he could only respond with a reluctant "Alright."


Chapter 171: Intangible and Tangible, Rely on My Sword (8.773k!)_5