Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

Chapter 139

Huijue relied on the remaining strong body of the previous Practitioner ninth-level Realm to be able to withstand the beatings of these people.

Otherwise, they would have been beaten to death with their fists by a dozen Shaolin fellows a long time ago in this Wudang Mountain disciple competition arena.

Huijue’s swollen and unpretentious face was full of resentment, but his eyes were full of tears, and he kept begging for mercy.

It’s a pity that now there is no poisonous snake whose teeth are domineering, so it is still a threat to the brutal beating between these Shaolin fellows.

Moreover, these people didn’t mean to stop at all, as if they wanted to vent all their own fire on this Huijue body.

Accompanied by Hui Jue’s screams from time to time, this whole corner of Wudang Mountain was covered by the rich blood Qi.

Shen Mubai shook his head and watched this scene with a sigh. For a while, he sighed that the Shaolin Temple really lost all his faces in this Wudang Mountain, and there was nothing left.

And Zhang Changsheng half-squinted those eye-catching eyes, and his attention was not above the arena where Yijiu Shaolin was fighting with his family.

Rather, he slightly moved to the steepest side of the mountain. After all, there were few people moving. Although Wudang disciples often took care of them, they were still weeds, which was very dangerous.

“Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

However, in that weed place, the sound of the giant creature rubbing against the grass and trees flickered extremely fast from time to time.

And from time to time, the red light and golden light of the 000 weeds appear, although the colors are usually very beautiful.

But it is obviously very scary to appear in this cliff on the top of Wudang Mountain.

At the beginning, only the ancestor Zhang Changsheng took the lead in discovering it in advance. Later, basically a large number of Wudang disciples discovered the strange appearance on the cliff on the right.

This familiar color also made Huitong, who had been in contact with him earlier, overjoyed.

After all, their mission to descend from the Shaolin Temple this time was to find the missing spirit beast of their own sect.

And now the spirit beast has appeared, although he is already a disabled person, as long as he catches the spirit beast and brings it back to Shaolin.

He Huitong didn’t believe him, and the master of own master Shaolin would not see him restore his own roots and crippled body when he made meritorious service.

For a while, Hui Tong exhausted all his strength again and kicked Hui Jue’s swollen and undecent face.

And as the second-highest person in Shaolin’s sect, he naturally has the right to speak.

“Big guy, the spirit beast has already appeared. As long as we can catch it and return to Shaolin, our destroyed roots and destroyed bodies will definitely be cured.”

With an incomparable desire in her heart, Hui Tong dragged her almost exhausted body and limped towards the cliff.

A large number of second-generation Shaolin disciples behind him suddenly saw new hope from the original situation of complete loss of vitality, and they passed Na Huitong one after another.

It was the one who tried to catch the spirit beast that Shaolin was running away.

But Huitong’s mind at this moment is extremely abnormal, he is a waste person first.

Don’t say that he now, even when he had a Practitioner eighth-level Realm before, has not caught the spirit beast that Shaolin had disappeared.

Naturally, he rushed to the place where the grass was braving the red light, and it was said before that the place where the weeds grew in this place was the area where Wudang Mountain disciples seldom touched.

The biggest problem is where there are too many fragile slabs with hollows, and the linking slabs are thousands of feet high.

The slate was originally hollow and extremely fragile, and there were overgrown common sense weeds. For a while, Huitong, who had completely lost his thoughts, stepped on it accidentally.

Generally speaking, this overgrown stone slab less than ten meters in size can bear the weight of five or six normal people.

It is a pity that there are a dozen Shaolin monks in total, and all of them want to catch the spirit beast, so as to get the hope of entering Martial Dao again.

“Crack…”

With the piercing sound of the slate cracking, Huitong was full of unwillingness to believe that one day she would kill herself like this.

“Ah…ah…please me!!!”

“Ah…ah…please me!!!”

Suddenly, a large number of screams for help sounded, which was accompanied by a large number of broken slabs and stones cracking.

The voices of a dozen Shaolin disciples who fell to the cliff became smaller and smaller as the time of the fall became longer.

Zhang Changsheng, the only one who was able to save them, did not save them. In Zhang Changsheng’s mind, this was the cause of these hypocritical monks.

And today, for the sake of that is not in the actual idea, to rob and die, it is their own fruit, whether it is a sweet fruit or a bitter fruit, they just swallow it.

Zhang Changsheng is not interested, just a group of people who should die, or they are not the people Zhang Changsheng cares about, they die if they die.

The Wudang disciples present, from the noisy time just now, all fell silent in an instant.

For such a result, they also looked at each other, wanting to laugh but unable to laugh.

After all, it was a dozen lives, but among the Wudang disciples, it occurred to the two brothers who had been severely injured.

I can only avoid being so happy on the surface, but in my heart also feel relieved by the death of this hypocritical monk who suffered from his own suffering.

After all, so many people present, including the undead disciple Hui Jue of Shaolin, all saw with their own eyes what spirit beast they would snatch from their mouths in the future.

More than a dozen Shaolin monks fell off the cliff and fell to their deaths because many people stepped on the hollow slate.

This has nothing to do with everyone in Wudang Mountain.

When Huijue saw this situation, she felt distressed.

Not only did a dozen people and himself become trash, but also because of the beast, all but himself fell into the cliff to death in an instant.

This kind of blow is undoubtedly a huge harm to Huijue, after all, the early confidence and arrogance have been spent on this Wudang Mountain in this short half an hour.

But now Huijue has only one idea, and that is to live, even if even people can’t do it, like a dog to live, he must live.

Hui Jueqiang supported his body without a piece of good flesh, and his upper body was all fractured, and used his hands to prop up his head with all his strength.

The monk Huijue exhausted all his strength and shouted, “Old Patriarch, I hope you will always let me live. I will always make a deal for you. It is a great secret of our Shaolin, and it is very big for you Wudang. Good!”

“And I want to live down the mountain safely and receive treatment!”

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