Chapter 309: Seven Martial Sects

The woman bowed her head, she was from the Henry Group, and she could be regarded as Li Shenggao's little aunt.

It's just that even if her identity pushes the door in at this moment, she is cautious and respectful.

Because sitting here is the Seven Martial Sects in the southeastern part of Asia!

Pushing the door in, there was a long, huge table, with seven people seated in no particular order.

The seven people looked very strange under the reflection of the candle flame.

But the atmosphere here is very relaxed, and the leader is an old man in a robe, although he is old, he is still tall, with bulging muscles and golden-black skin, he looks like a living King Kong!

In the reflection of the candlelight, he resembles a statue of a Bodhisattva.

Legend of the Honsavwady generation, Lomon!

When the British colonized Honsavady, which led to civil strife in Honsavady, it was Romon who rose from the troubled times and fought his way out of the troubled times, saved Honsavwady, and helped the building to be overwhelmed.

And the reason why Honsavawady has become more and more arrogant in recent years is because Luo Meng has made friends and has some friendships with masters from many countries.

Although he is old, he has dragged back the decadent Honsavady, in Honsavady, Romon is the true God, and it is the faith in everyone's hearts!

And it is rumored that he comes from the ancient royal family of the Bagan Dynasty, which is the first generation of royal family in Honsavady.

Whether it is bloodline or status, it is an absolute ancient royal family!

At this moment, he glanced at Li Shenggao's aunt in surprise.

Aunt Li Shenggao is very beautiful, but here, what kind of woman can't get this group of people?

Therefore, beauty is nothing in the eyes of this group of people, and if you say the wrong word, you may have to die!

It's just that the matter is urgent, and she can't speak.

She stepped forward quickly, wanting to whisper to Romon alone.

But at this moment, another, even taller man said coldly.

"Even the heartbeat of the audience can be heard clearly, and if there is something, they can talk directly."

This person sat there, the most burly and tall figure present, the height was probably two meters four, the palm alone was huge, a long hair was scattered behind his head, and a full beard fell from his chest!

This is the famous demon monk Raspuchin!

Unlike Romon, Raspuchin's fame has been resounding all over the world, whether it is the harem of the snow royal family in the snow country with cholera or the legend that he is extremely difficult to kill.

Even historians suggest that it was he who buried the entire Tsarist Empire with his own hands.

The most famous battle was the one in which the Snow Royal Family wanted to kill him, not only was he poisoned in the cake, but he did eat it, but he was not poisoned.

He was shot in the lungs once, and then shot three more times, all of them critical, but the man still didn't die!

In the end, someone had to hit his temple with a dumbbell, but even then he still didn't lose his breath.

Eventually, it was pinned into the icy water of the river, and it was rumored that it drowned.

But, apparently, the real one is still not dead!

Dao Tong is immortal, and Liu Congyun can't be compared with him.

And Li Shenggao's little aunt is what he is most afraid of, because it is rumored that this person's ability in that area is amazing, and the highest record is the Ten Girls of the Night Emperor, who is twenty-five centimeters in a relaxed state.

The woman who fell into his hands was simply worse than death!

It can be said that Raspuchin is no longer less like a human being, more like a beast.

As soon as he spoke, Romon smiled, then looked at the woman and spoke.

"Here, there are no secrets, there is something, let's talk about it."

The candle flame crackled, and the woman quickly explained the matter.

"Huaxia God of War?"

"When did Chen Yuenan become so bold?"

Romon wondered.

In his eyes, Chen Yuenan didn't have such courage at all, when he was in Rome City, he forced Chen Yuenan to keep retreating, and he didn't even dare to speak head-on.

"It's not Chen Yuenan, it's a new generation of war gods."

The woman spoke again.

"It's that Chu Xiangnan, right?"

Rasputin spoke.

"I've paid attention to him, he is now a martial artist, and he also killed your three major martial sects in Japan."

Rasputin spoke to the man sitting on the other side.

The man was not tall, with a traditional samurai head, hair like a ball, and a typical mustache.

He furrowed his brow at the moment.

"Is that true?"

"He killed the three martial arts sects of my Japanese country?"

Harucho Nobuori's face suddenly turned cold.

"Killed in your country, it seems that your Toyotomi Hidefumi in Japan went to apologize during the day today!"

"Eight Tooth Road!"

"Toyotomi Hidefumi, this waste!"

When Harucho Nobuori heard this, he immediately became angry.

This is not the most shameful, the shame is that this matter was actually told to him by Raspuchin.

"But it surprised me, no wonder I was still killing in Japan yesterday, and today I dare to come to my Hungshawady to find trouble!"

Luo Meng said coldly.

"He said he was going to clean up more than a dozen cities in Hungrawady, and now he has caught my eldest brother Li Teng."

The woman bowed her head again and spoke.

"Wu Wei is really a bastard, let his Chinese people come to my Hongshawady like this?"

"If you want to kill him, it's better to ask the opinions of those people in Huaxia, after all, it is difficult for Huaxia to produce a young martial artist."

Rasputin took a sip of vogart.

After all, this person is from Huaxia, and he is also the youngest martial artist in Huaxia, although a group of them are not afraid of heaven and earth, they still have to take care of Huaxia's face.

After all, Huaxia is not without masters, but the older generation is engaged in infighting, or calculating their own interests.

"Who has the final say in Huaxia now, is it still Gan Fengchi?"

Romon asked.

If it is Gan Fengchi's meaning, then forget about this matter, he doesn't want to provoke Gan Fengchi, and he can't afford to provoke it.

"No, Gan Fengchi has already retired in Chen Yuenan's time, and now it is up to the people of several ancient families in Huaxia to have the final say."

"I'll call and ask what Chen Wudi means over there."

Romon spoke.

He personally arranged for the phone to be called.

"Kill the god of war Chu Xiangnan?"

A cold voice rang on the other end of the phone, and he was also very old.

"Kill it, kill it, we don't care."

The other end of the line didn't care at all.

This reassured Romon at once.

This matter does not involve those old guys in Huaxia, so it will be easy to do.

"The older generation of Huaxia is really willing, such a young martial arts sect has a bright future, and they actually ignore it at all."

Rasputin smiled.

"Chen Yuenan died in Rome City, do you think those old guys like me care?"

Romon spoke.

"It's just a junior, they really don't care!"

"However, a mere offspring, you dare not take me Luo Meng in your eyes, it's really damned!"