In the Valley of the Wicked.
After Pockler left, Lata Barbu strengthened the defense of the Valley of the Wicked.
"3rd, you sent someone to guard the place where Mr. Chitel practices at the back."
"No 1 is allowed to approach and disturb!"
"You go and take someone to guard it yourself, no matter what happens in front of you, you are not allowed to move!"
Lata Barbu said to Arkain.
Arkain nodded, and then took a few relatively powerful people from the Valley of the Wicked to guard around the Demon Town Tower.
At this moment, Abel was sitting cross-legged in the Demon Suppression Tower.
The surrounding aura formed a small field around Abel's body.
The Heart Condensation Art was running fast, and Abel's body was thirsty to absorb the spiritual energy.
In the blink of an eye, 3 days passed.
Pockler has rushed back to Buska.
It's just that Pockler doesn't know when his brother will go out.
If he waited for his brother to go out, and then went to the Valley of the Wicked, I'm afraid that Abel would have disappeared without a trace.
"Steward, post to all the sect families in the Buska martial arts world who have cooperated with our Madrae family!"
"I want to unite these people and go to the Valley of the Wicked. I don't believe they don't make friends!"
Pockler said with a gloomy expression.
"2nd Master, shall we wait for the Master to leave the customs?"
The butler cautioned.
"I'm letting you go, just go, don't you listen to me?"
Pockler roared at the butler.
Seeing this, the butler hurried to inform.
In just 1 day, almost all the sect families in the Buska martial arts world gathered in the Madrae family.
After all, in Buska, the Madrae family is the largest family, and no 1 dares to provoke them.
What's more, Madrae, the patriarch of the Madrae family, is a martial idiot, and only cultivation is cultivation.
The strength has long been incomprehensible.
Pockler sat on the main seat and looked at the representatives and heads of the dozens of major sect families below, Pockler was very happy.
"Today, I called everyone together because I wanted to ask you for something."
Pockler said to the crowd.
"2nd Master Madrae, if you have something to do, just say it, if we can do it, we will do it!"
1 of the old men in white training clothes said.
"Yes, the Madrae family's business is our business. If we in Buska hadn't had the Madrae family in front, who knows how many people would have attacked us here."
"Yes, in the Buska martial arts world, we must unite as 1, Madrae says a word, we will do anything!"
Everyone below was touting the Madrae family.
This made Pockler swell in an instant, and his face was full of pride.
"Since you all look up on my Madrae family, then I won't beat around the bush."
Pockler drank a cup of tea, and then continued: "To tell the truth, my nephew was assassinated a few days ago, and now the body has been sent back."
Just after Pockler's words were finished, everyone took a deep breath.
The son of the Madrae family dares to be killed?
That's just dead.
"2nd Master Madrae, who killed Gatring? This is simply courting death…"
A sect master asked.
"It's Abel!" Pockler said.
"Abel?"
Many people looked blank, not knowing what this Abel looked like.
However, someone was shocked when they heard Abel's name.
"I know this Abel, he has been in the limelight recently."
"Not only did he defeat Fugee, he also killed Saul, and some time ago, he killed the master of the Sultesh Sect, Magrod, who was chasing him."
"I just didn't expect that this Abel even had a black hand with Madrae."
Although the speaker was only in his early 30s and looked very young, he was already the head of a certain sect in Buska.
When everyone heard it, Abel was so arrogant that he not only offended the Luther family, but also offended the Katro Martial Arts Alliance.
Now even the largest family in Buska has become a mortal enemy along with Abel.
To be continued....
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