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 clashing sound of swords and sabers echoed through the cool night.


    Sparks flew from the collision of fine steel, like clusters of fireflies flickering under the night sky!


    The crescendo of battle cries, along with the swaying of the blood-soaked grass fluttering in the breeze, felt unsteady, rising and falling, within the subtle ticking sounds, casting hazy silhouettes.


    A Lama of Esoteric Buddhism cried out in alarm.


    The chubby Lama leader, spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, then fled desperately without looking back!


    Speaking in the language of the Western Regions, he urgently relayed messages like "It's an ambush".


    From drawing swords and fighting to the Western Regions Lamas being pursued, it all happened in merely half an hour.


    As one ran, the others naturally did not wish to cover the rear, thus they all fled swiftly.


Volume Fourteen: Diancang's Eagle (Fourteen)