Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

Chapter 136

All the Shaolin monks present, when they saw such a strange big black tortoise, they were uttering words.

The most terrifying thing is that it seems that Huijue, the strongest Shaolin disciple, is so vulnerable?

When a tortoise vomits blood, the ribs are basically broken?

If this kind of thing hadn’t been seen in the eyes of everyone present, otherwise they wouldn’t believe that this kind of thing would happen.

After Dragon Turtel felt a familiar breath slowly approaching, he did not make the next attack.

Instead, they left this Wudang disciple’s competition venue with the extremely fast speed that the turtles could not have.

Running in the direction of Zhang Changsheng, the old ancestor who had arrived, naturally Dragon Turtel also wanted to take credit.

After all, this time Zhang Changsheng wanted it to handle this matter, but it did not have any problems with it.

Dragon Turtel appeared in front of Zhang Changsheng this time, and the huge dragon head said with a pleased look, “Master, the matter over there is not finished yet, but all the Shaolin monks who made trouble in Wudang Mountain have been taken by me. Here comes, together with the two second-generation disciples who were injured by them in Wudang.”

“Because of this matter, as your spirit beast, I naturally dare not deal with them at will. Now they let the master decide.”

When Dragon Turtel said these words, it also drew the attention of all Wudang disciples present to the Wudang disciple’s competition venue that was less than fifty meters ahead.

And the above half-dead by Dragon Turtel, who was already in a coma, was particularly eye-catching.

When Shen Mubai watched this scene, he felt silent mourning for the shaolin monks who didn’t know much about it.

After all, they must provoke Wudang Mountain. Fortunately, their ancestors are high in seniority and they are unwilling to engage with juniors.

But the fact that the old ancestor Zhang Changsheng did not do it does not mean that his terrifying mythical species Dragon Turtel did not do it.

For that Huijue who was not dead yet, Shen Mubai even felt that he was lucky and his life was really great.

If it weren’t for the mythical Dragon Turtel that had taken care of some rules, I’m afraid that the big monk who was beaten into a coma, in Shen Mubai’s eyes, probably doesn’t even have any scum left.

After all, among the people present, Qin Yin and Shen Mubai, as well as the ancestor Wudang knew that this Dragon Turtel was not as obedient and well-behaved as it is now, like a good spirit beast.

At that time, when I was basically at Kunlun Sacred Mountain, the random energy poured out, and the attack spread even to the mountain peak.

And this great monk should be proud of himself, facing a terrifying creature three Realm taller than himself, he suffered a blow and didn’t die.

Regardless of whether he kept his hands or not, naturally he himself was good at fighting against the attack physically.

Zhang Changsheng looked at the two Wudang second-generation disciples who were brought over by Dragon Turtel and sighed slightly.

Immediately, those eye-catching eyes showed a trace of anger, and he turned his head to Wang Ye and said, “Xiao Wangye, let a few disciples, take these two little guys down and get a good treatment. The things here are my old man. It’s a good idea.”

Wang Ye looked at the old Patriarch, who was obviously already very angry, and nodded quickly.

He hurriedly pulled a few Wudang second-generation disciples, and took the two seriously injured and unconscious disciples beaten by Huijue to receive treatment.

And Zhang Changsheng is a well-known guardian disciple, this matter can only be known by those old immortals who know him.

Unfortunately, in the past few decades, the new generation naturally has their arrogance and ignorance.

But this time they are about to pay the due price for their own ignorance. This price is a price that these Shaolin monks will always regret.

And that Huitong, who was the second disciple of Shaolin generation, was naturally smarter than Huijue.

Naturally, I felt that the hundred disciples of Wudang Mountain were already looking at them with murderous eyes.

Moreover, Zhang Changsheng, the ancestor of Wudang who was headed by him, also had a trace of anger. Obviously, things really couldn’t be better today.

Hui Tong couldn’t help but hate this arrogant and unknowing thing about this matter, for fear that it would hurt the Huijue of the group of them.

After all, this Hui Jue always felt that he was the heir of the master abbot, so he did a lot of things like the abbot.

What makes Huitong’s scalp numb the most is that they are here to find the spirit beast from Shaolin.

He didn’t come to Wudang Mountain to find fault, but unfortunately, under the pressure of Huijue’s force, he could only do what he wanted.

In the end, this result must be borne by one’s own disciples.

Zhang Changsheng looked at the Dragon Turtel beside him and said in a soft voice with a trace of suppressed anger, “Little turtles, give them a bit of bitterness and food, break into the mountain gate for no reason, and take responsibility for their unreasonable behavior, Shaolin?”

“After today’s affairs are over, I will let the Shaolin abbot personally come to my Wudang Mountain to bow down and pay apology!”

When Zhang Changsheng said this, he was full of domineering, it is hard to imagine that the old Patriarch, who has been used to being leisurely, has such a domineering and intriguing side…

All Wudang disciples present, including the outsider Shen Mubai, knew very well in their hearts.

Zhang Changsheng, this patriarch of Wudang has always been a stalwart who does what he says.

Naturally, if you say this today, then you will definitely put this matter to an end.

After Dragon Turtel listened to what the ancestor Zhang Changsheng said, his heart was also hot, and it hadn’t moved its body for a long time.

Naturally, these bald-headed monks in front of them are the most suitable for it!

“Roar…Roar…”

The huge dragon head of Dragon Turtel suddenly opened, and a thrilling sound of a terrifying dragon shook the world!

When Huitong saw this situation, he was too afraid to die, and first threw the hundred kilograms of fine iron rods in his hand on the ground.

Therefore, as the first generation of disciples Huitong threw out their weapons, naturally those second-generation Shaolin disciples also put down their weapons one after another.

“Dangdang…dangdang…”

There was a burst of iron hitting the competition venue.

Huitong finally managed to suppress the pressure and fear in his heart, and ran all the way to a distance of ten meters from the ancestor Zhang Changsheng.

Then Hui Tong directly held the Buddha’s gift, and his fat-eared face apologized, “Old Patriarch, this time my Shaolin disciple was too reckless. This is about hurting the two second-generation Wudang disciples. Our Shaolin’s fault.”

“We will definitely recognize this, but now that culprit, Huijue, has been completely destroyed by your old man’s spirit beast and severely injured. It will be a waste for the rest of our life. I think we have settled such a thing. .”

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