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!"
……

Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

The two wielded their swords as if flying, their sword chants harmonizing strangely like the music of reed pipes and stone chimes!


This is indeed the essence of a major sect in the world.


Their sword techniques were already before Zhao Rong. As Song Ya's sword flutters drifted, Pine Pattern Taoist rose with the wind, his Flying Catkin Sword crossing obliquely, both longswords glinting repeatedly, aiming right at the vital spots on the chest.


The wind made the catkins cling to the body, about to puncture a hole in the chest immediately!


Zhao Rong raised his sword to block these two streams of sword light, the sound of their longswords clashing like drums before a battle.


Tian Shu, Liang Men, Protective Qi, Yingtang, Qi Men... all kinds of strange and varying acupoint-targeting techniques were kept at bay by his Sword Control.


The more Pine Pattern Taoist and Song Ya fought, the more terrified they became in their hearts.


Chapter 182: The Shift of Stars! (8,372 words!)_2