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Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

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!" ……

A piece of perilla leaf · Eastern
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Chapter 110: Two Pools of Autumn Water (8.347k)_3

"Senior brother, they have replied,"

"Hmm,"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Rong and the others immediately felt their way down the mountain path.

The large troop at the base of the mountain also took advantage of the night to approach two rows of thatched wooden houses on Manyang Mountain.

...

In a tall thatched wooden house, Yin Daming, the leader of the Blue Banner, was sound asleep, bare-chested, under the faint candlelight, the bedpost's golden-ring broadsword reflecting strands of light.

Next to him, a heavily made-up woman in scant clothing, her shoulders exposed.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from outside.

Yin Daming and the woman opened their eyes one after the other.

One reached for the broadsword, the other for a whip.

This was almost an instinctual reaction.

Under the candlelight, one could also see whip marks on Yin's back.

"What was that noise?"

The two were still a bit groggy.

"Ah~!"

A neighboring shriek of agony completely dispelled their drowsiness!