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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 145: A Midsummer Night's Dream! (8.356k)

"Master, please wait~!"

By the side of Mulberry Elm Path, Zhao Rong sped up his horse, shouting again.

The big monk had been running for half the night. Hearing the sound of hoofbeats drawing near, he realized that the person behind him was calling out to him and promptly stopped and turned around.

He saw a young man in a blue robe gently pulling on the reins, dismounting and approaching.

The stars and moon were dim last night, shrouded in darkness.

The big monk seemed reckless, but he was attentive to detail and was not foolish.

Having fought a large battle during the night, he knew this young man was no slouch in martial arts.

"Young brother, what do you want with me?"

It was only now that Zhao Rong got a clear look at the big monk's appearance; besides being tall, his face was also extremely fat and round.

In his heart, he had already guessed the monk's identity with considerable certainty.