"Yes, but the strong of the older generation have been closed for a long time. Now that they are all out of the gate, they must try to compete. And they think that with so many warriors present, even if God forbearance comes, it's not enough to be afraid. " Su Qing some helpless said.
"Stupid." Chutian said coldly.
One S-class force is no less than destroying ten A-class forces.
Do these people really think that if there are so many ancient warriors present, the God forbearance society will have nothing to do with them?
Just then, Chutian's phone rang.
Chu Tian takes a look. It's Yinghong. Chu Tian connects.
"Brother, have you come yet? Our elder brothers are all waiting for you. I heard that you are coming and are ready to see you in a hurry! " Yinghong's loud voice hummed.
"Yes, yes, where are you? I'll go to you. " The faces of those people a year ago flashed through Chu Tian's mind.
Yinghong gave Chutian the name of an inn.
"Come on, I'll take you to meet some people." Chutian takes Suqing to the inn.
In the inn, the head of seven sects and several strong masters sat together.
"Eagle, is Shura really Chinese?" A middle-aged man, dressed in a long blue shirt, with natural and unrestrained temperament, looked at Yinghong and said.
This man is a famous bandit in the ancient martial world, Yi Fengxue, who is also Yi Buqian's father.
"Of course, I've seen the true face of Shura. You've heard about what happened in our Eagle Claw gate a month ago. That man is Shura." Yinghong said in a loud voice.
"I know that he has come to China, but I don't know that he is a Chinese." This is an old man said.
This man is Li Yanfeng. His apprentice Wang xinglie wanted to kill Chutian, but he was killed by Chutian.
Li Yanfeng is the oldest here.
"It's better for Shura to come. This time, we have a little more assurance in dealing with God's forbearance." Said a middle-aged man dressed in white and full of fierce breath.
This man is the leader of Tianjian sect. His sword is merciless.
"It's our old masters who don't listen to our persuasion and have to compete here." Said a middle-aged man with a long arm and a loose robe.
This man is the leader of Qianshou sect, Xiao Ding.
"They have been closed for a long time, and each of them thinks of the other as an opponent. This time, they must compete. It's like us, isn't it? In the past, we were rivals, and it was only after a year of adversity that our relationship became like this. " Said a middle-aged man with a strong smell.
This man is the leader of Jinglei sect, Duan Jingtian.
"Yes, I didn't expect that our seven sect leaders would sit together and have a good talk." A coarser man than Yinghong, hummed.
This man is Huang Zhong, the leader of Tianzhong gate.
"Thanks to Shura for saving us." Liu Suxin said that Chutian had saved her twice, and she was really grateful to Chutian.
But she also had a different feeling in her heart. After all, Chutian is her son-in-law now.
"Looking back a year ago, it was really breathtaking! Without Shura, we will not live to this day. " Said a central man with an unusually muscular arm and a beard on his face.
This man is the leader of the iron fist sect.
"Our three brothers owe Shura one life." Three middle-aged people who look very similar, one of them said.
They are from the tianwu department. They are brothers.
The old Fangmu, the old two Fanglin, the old three fangsen.