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

None of the elders and Hall Masters saw how the Sect Hierarch made his move.


He was like a lightning flash, like thunderous roars, without the slightest forewarning.


Yet this burst of blood and flesh rain deeply impacted them, many with blood-smattered faces, bathed in the midst of Elder Du's blood.


Clothed in red like blood, the foremost under the heavens!


Inside Chengde Hall, everyone knelt down, not daring to lift their heads to look.


"Dongfang, both literate and martial, for thousands of years, to unify the Jianghu~~!!!" 


Under the lead of Shangguan Yun, the terror-stricken masters of the Demon Cult shouted in unison.


Their voices lingered for a long time, no one knew for how long.


After Dongfang Bubai left Chengde Hall, they still knelt there, not daring to make any movements...


Chapter 185: Celestials Are Imperfect, Who Can Battle Loneliness (8.067k)_5