Those casual cultivators saw that the old grandson and Trueain Aurang beside Abel were all 8th-rank monks in the Body Fit Realm, considered the strongest, so they all nodded and were willing to follow Abel.
With the addition of these casual practitioners, Abel didn't have to be afraid of the Gosto family, so he led everyone into the area painted by the Gosto family.
Several monks of the Gosto family outside saw Abel leading people over, and all of them changed their expressions slightly.
"What do you want to do?"
At this moment, a monk from the Gosto family asked loudly.
"We can do whatever we want. Is this where your Gosto family is?"
Old Moen stepped forward and said coldly to the Gosto family monk.
"Now this area has been taken over by our Gosto family…"
Before the monk of the Gosto family could finish his sentence, he was slapped by the old grandson.
Slap…… The slap of instantly sent the monk of the Gosto family flying.
Seeing this scene, those casual cultivators applauded 1 by 1, feeling very relieved.
And those monks from the Gosto family didn't dare to say anything, after all, they were the only ones, and they were no match for people like Abel.
They have to wait for Clemert to come over.
Soon, Clemert brought people over, and when he saw Abel leading many casual practitioners and looking aggressive, he also thought of what was going on.
Seeing Clemert coming, those casual cultivators who had just been expelled all shouted.
"Is this your Gosto family's place? Why do you drive us away?"
"Does this monster belong to your family? Why can't we hunt it?"
"You are too bullying, now we are going to hunt it here Monster beast, what do you think?"
those casual cultivators roared angrily.
Clemert's face became very ugly. If Abel hadn't brought his old grandson and the others here, how could these casual cultivators dare to talk to themselves in such a tone.
"What do you mean? Do you want to stand up for these casual cultivators?"
Clemert looked at Abel and asked.
"Yes, I just want to stand up for them. Is this your place? Why can't we hunt monsters here?" "Don't
tell me that strength is the most important thing. If we really fight, we people are not afraid of you rather Home!"
"If you don't believe me, let's try…"
Abel said with a look of disdain.
In a real fight, people like the Gosto family are definitely not opponents, there is no doubt about it.
After all, only Clemert has the strength of the peak 9th rank of the Composite Realm, and the other Gosto family monks are only 6th and seventh ranks.
And there are not as many people as Abel and the others.
Clemert looked at Abel, and then glanced at Mr. Moen and the other 3 who were at the 8th rank of the Body Fit Realm. He was also calculating the combat power of both sides.
"What exactly do you want?" A moment later, Clemert asked Abel.
"Take your people and get out, we will kill the monsters in this area…"
Abel said bluntly.
Clemert frowned instantly when he heard this, and said angrily in his eyes, "Boy, don't be too crazy. If you stand desperately, how many people do you think you guys can survive?
" , The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, and no 1 will live…"
Clemert has never been so underestimated by others, even if their Gosto family is not as good as some sects, but not everyone can bully them.
"If you want to die, then give it a try…"
After Abel finished speaking, he put on a posture in an instant.
The reason why Abel did this was because he knew that Clemert would never fight to the death.
How can he say that he is also the head of the family, how could he fight to the death with these loose cultivators?
Looking at Abel, Clemert was not afraid, and instantly lost his mind.
"Patriarch Gosto, how about I help you?"
Just when Clemert was at a loss, a voice suddenly sounded.
To be continued.....
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