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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!" ……

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Chapter 61: Suppressing the Demon _2

"Where is Cheng now?" Zhao Rong's voice was urgent, and he stepped out the door with Quan Ziju, "Are any other disciples injured?"

"Next to Tingfeng Terrace, in the Qin Xuan, An, who is skilled in pharmacology, is currently applying medicine to him. Although the two knife wounds on his back are not fatal, he has suffered greatly; the bones are visible deep within the wounds."

"No one else is injured, and Feng has even killed a skilled fighter in black."

"It turns out to be Wan Leibai, the old bandit from Hengzhou Prefecture who roamed around Anren, colluding with Lai Zhirui, bringing disgrace upon our sect!"

As Zhao Rong stepped into Qin Xuan, he saw several clumps of bloodied cloth scattered on the ground.

Cheng Mingyi lay on a brown table, exposing his back, with two ghastly wounds that resembled centipedes crawling up it.

He was a tough man; not a sound escaped him as An Zhien poured strong liquor over the wounds, making his whole body shiver.