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

Among them lies hidden, profound Inner Strength, once hit, one wouldn't want to use that entire arm again.


But the youth reacted swiftly, cutting off his move.


"Mian Palm? Are you from the Wudang Sect?!"


The youth's voice rang out, full of surprise and suspicion.


The burly man didn't bother explaining: "You have some insight, take this!"


With a loud shout, his palms danced together, as if to control the palm wind to bridge the gap to his opponent's heart meridian, every move fiercely vicious.


However fast his palm techniques were, the youth was curiously extraordinary, nearly able to catch every move with a similar technique.


He used the Golden Beam Cross, and it seemed the youth was also using the Golden Beam Cross!


For a moment, the burly man was confused about the youth's style.


Chapter Four: Diancang's Eagle (4)_3