"Brother Abel is not looking for a woman, he is afraid that women will find him. I think this Phoebe looks at Brother Abel wrong…"
Velar pouted.
"Don't guess, Abel is the Beast among people, even if there are more women, it should be, I won't mind…"
Gremer said with a smile, it seems that she really doesn't care.
Seeing Gremer say this, Velar and Usord were speechless…
On the martial arts field, Abel stood opposite Fugee.
The auras on the 2 of them are constantly rising, and their eyes are full of fighting spirit and killing intent.
"Abel, today will be our life and death battle, I will never give you a chance to live…"
Fugee said confidently.
"Are you so sure that you can beat me?"
Abel asked lightly.
"Hahaha, you are only the peak of Noblian Votu, how can you be my opponent of Noblian Martial? Didn't you see that even the newly promoted Noblian Gosto was beaten and fled by me?"
"You are a peak Votu-high, and you dare to stand up. who knows if I should admire your courage."
Fugee said with a big smile.
"Really?" Abel snorted coldly: "I only need the strength of Votu-high Peak to defeat you. You forget that I am a leapfrog. You couldn't beat me before, and it's the same now!"
"In my eyes, you are always a waste, and even your cultivation depends on the waste of your soul!"
"If you don't have a soul, you are not even as good as an ant. Any person here can kill you!"
Abel's words deeply hurt Fugee.
"Abel, you are courting death, you are courting death…"
Fugee roared loudly, the aura on his body began to explode, a big black hand formed in mid-air, and then slapped Abel fiercely.
Abel's eyes narrowed, and then a dazzling golden light flashed above his fist, and then he punched out.
They saw a beam of light soaring into the sky, smashing hard on the big hand.
boom.
After a loud bang, the condensed giant hand, under Abel's blow, shattered and turned into a black fog that dissipated.
Fugee frowned, and his face became a bit ugly.
On the other hand, Abel was motionless, his eyes were full of coldness.
Just fighting for the first time, Fugee can feel that although Abel is only the peak of Votu-high, his strength is not worse than that of Gramina.
Fugee looked at Abel's indifferent appearance, his eyes were burning with anger.
His fists were clenched tightly, and the aura of the Great Noblian on his body was constantly erupting.
1 after another, the energy is close to Abel, and Abel is shrouded in it.
Abel raised the corner of his mouth, and his body radiated golden light. Under the illumination of the golden light, the shrouded breath disappeared instantly.
"You are a peak Votu-high, and the strength you have shown is comparable to that of the new Griter. It seems that you are indeed very talented."
"It's a pity that you met me today. Although I am also a new Griter realm, I was the first person to suffer a thunder tribulation in Griter, and I even carried it over."
"My current strength is comparable to that of the 3rd-rank Great Noblian, so if you fight with me, there is no chance of winning…"
Fugee narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice.
"Really? If you don't try, how do you know that I have no chance of winning?"
"Although your strength is comparable to the 3rd-rank Griter, it's a pity that you are missing an arm. This is your shortcoming…"
Abel smiled coldly, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes.
This sentence completely made Fugee angry, his arm was cut off by Abel, and Abel even dared to mention it.
"Abel, don't think you're amazing, don't forget, your current mother, including your girlfriend, is in my hands, you can't even protect your closest people, so I'm here with me What are you talking about?"
Fugee stared at Abel, his face full of provocation.
To be continued........
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