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

That sword strike across the body, where it passed, the blood seemed to be boiling from the burn.


This must be the most horrific sword strike they had ever witnessed in their lives.


Corpses wearing expressions of terror continuously fell to the ground, side by side with those dead snakes.


Shang Sufeng stood in the middle of the corpses, stopping in his tracks, the people around him finally saw that invisible and formless sharp sword.


The tip of the sword was dripping blood, and a few wisps of white steam were rising from it.


Anyone could tell that there was a scorching fire energy on the sword!


The other straw-coated men stared at Diancang Elder, retreating in unison.


Who would have thought the elder's swordsmanship to be so terrifying.


Under the effects of poison, it took him just a short dozen breaths to break the nine-men poison formation, slaying nine men and nine snakes.


Fan Nine: Diancang's Eagle (Nine)_2