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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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318 Chs

Chapter 126: Bees Flying and Butterflies Dancing! (8.791k)

Thirty paces away, the ancient path, the autumn wind, the emaciated donkey carrying coal, and the people on horseback were all within the remaining glow of the setting sun.

A huge fireball sunk in the west, disappearing into the mountains and forest, the warmth receding, the draft bringing an increasingly piercing chill to the skin.

The wooden stick at the tail end had a wild mountain chicken with a twisted broken neck attached, blood rolling down its beak, drip-dropping, drowned out by the tinkling of the donkey's bell.

"Don't go wandering off into the wilderness tonight, this is an abandoned field, overgrown with weeds and full of forks in the road, it'll be hard to see clearly in the dark and easy to get lost, and at night the poisonous insects and snakes in the grass come to life and can be deadly."

The words of the coal-carrying old man made sense, and though Mr. Mo Da and Sect Leader Yue were vigilant, they didn't notice anything unusual.