Manual Aura Resuscitation, the Start Leads To the Cultivator

Chapter 41: :1 person

　　　　 three o'clock in the morning.

　　 More and more ships arrived.

　　 Gradually, the island finally started to become crowded. There is a huge crowd of people.

　　 There was still room at the beginning, but now, you don’t even have a place to sit down.

　　 30 square kilometers, but it has to accommodate two to three million contestants. This level of congestion can be imagined.

　　 Connor and Mayweather both fled from the rocky mountain all the way, ran to the rocky place in the middle of the island, still in shock.

"too frightening."

　　 Connor held the spear tightly in his hand, and looked back at the reef mountain under the moonlight from time to time. His mood was horrified again, and a special excitement began to spring up again.

　　 "Gosh, Mayweather, there are supernatural powers in this world..."

"Huaxia warrior. Really, you don't believe it. Huaxia warrior is really no different from China's myths and legends. It's terrifying, powerful, and powerful enough to make people want to surrender to them. Want to kiss their toes! "

　　 Connor squeezed his fists excitedly: "After we leave this time, I want to, I want to go to China to learn art from a teacher, I ask the fairy to ask. I want to be such a strong man."

　　 Mayweather was also filled with excitement and horror: "Strong is strong. But killing is like cutting grass. There are dozens of lives between raising hands and feet..."

　　 The two talked, looking for a place to stay.

　　 But this time. Where is there any place to stay?

　　 There is no place where you can stand steadily together.

　　 "Go to the beach. There should not be many people on the beach. Everyone runs to the island. There are not many people on the beach."

"go."

　　 As the two talked, they kindly and carefully borrowed from the other side to go to the beach. The two of them now dare not provoke anyone!

　　 On this island, no one really dares to mess with it. You simply can't think of who is the kind of super strong. unimaginable.

　　 When the two first arrived at the beach.

　　 again heard the sound of a rifle bursting with ‘Da Da Da Da’.

　　 "Fak!"

　　 Mayweather yelled and squatted down with his head in horror, together with a large crowd of people around him.

　　 But I saw that on the beach, more than a thousand soldiers who came down from the African battlefield, smiled and swept the island with rifles.

　　 "Here we have it!"

　　 "Go!"

　　 "Everyone, get out."

　　 "……"

　　 Connor grinned and said bitterly: "Fak, what a madness, it's great to have a gun. You only know you regret it when you meet Shaanxi Jiangfoer."

　　 While cursing, Connor dragged Mayweather and ran to another beach with the crowd.

　　 Five o'clock in the morning.

　　 At this time, the sky was already white.

　　 Mayweather and Connor, who had been running around all night, couldn't find a place to stay!

　　 The two of them were tired and sighed:

　　 "It's going to cross the sea at three o'clock in the afternoon. What should I do?"

　　 "I still can't find a place to rest, hey."

　　 "Are you still going to compete?"

　　 "I still have to participate in crossing the sea. The big deal is on Recovery Island, and when we meet Jiang Fu'er, we just obediently give in."

"Right……"

"Furthermore, after all, there are few people like Jiang Fuer? The special Huaxia can't come one to be strong, and one to be strong? How can there be so many strong, if there are so many strong, then news Hasn't it been reported long ago? I estimate that there are at most ten people competing for the top ten. Let's compete for the top eighty, ninety is enough."

　　 "……"

at this time. On the beach on the other side.

　　 A group of people in Buddhism took up their futons and spread them on the ground, with dozens of monks sitting cross-legged facing the sea. Incomparable.

　　 The abbot read the rosary while looking at the golden sea under the rising sun unpredictably:

　　 "Amitabha, it's dawn, I'm Shaolin, it's time to be famous all over the world..."

The big disciple next to 　　 immediately shouted: "The world martial arts comes from Shaolin, the abbot, we will leave the rest to us!"

　　 The abbot smiled slightly: "I am a Buddhist eighteen bronze man, I should win the top eighteen."

　　 "Yes, Abbot, this time, it's time to show Shaolin Kungfu to the world."

　　 "……"

　　The big star Mr. Cai, who was lucky enough to get to Origin Island, he kept taking selfies with his mobile phone. Although the signal was blocked here, he worked tirelessly, dreaming of going back to post a Weibo, how many comments would say that he is a real man.

　　 This place where the Buddha is sitting cross-legged, no one dared to make an idea. Even if some mercenaries came and went, no one dared to make an idea.

　　 Whenever someone wants to **** this site, the fellows will lower their voices and say: "This is a Chinese. A Buddhist monk in Chinese legend. Don't provoke Chinese people now. There are masters, and there are really some."

　　 Then one by one foreigners left this place, full of awe.

　　 Mr. Cai didn't know that the island was full of murderous intent, and he still took selfies tirelessly.

　　 However, as everyone knows, the murderous intent even he didn't even know it!

　　 At this moment, a young man in a casual suit walked slowly with two weird scimitars in his hands, and said with a smile:

　　 "Everyone. I'm interested in this place, can I make a room?"

　　 The monks who were facing the sea chanting Buddha calmed down, and looked back together.

　　 So courageous, even dare to grab a place in Buddhism? Foreigners dare not touch my Buddhism. Unexpectedly, a small Chinese youth would dare to ask Buddhism for trouble?

　　 Mr. Cai frowned: "Are you also from Huaxia? There is still such a big place here. Just stand up as you like."

　　 Tang Yin smiled: "Someone in Tang likes to be alone since he was a child. How can someone snore on the couch? Come, roll away, and vacate 200 square meters."

　　 Mr. Cai frowned and scolded, "Do you have any qualities? You don’t know what you’re going to do first? I’m a public figure, and I don’t care about a small character like you. I’m crazy."

　　 Tang Yin didn't leave, and said with a smile: "I'll say it one last time, how about making room for everyone?"

　　 "Presumptuous!"

　　At this time, a serious monk stood up with an angrily: "This donor is so brave, do you know who we are?"

"Who?"

　　 "Buddha!"

　　 "Oh. Then please Buddhism get out, can you make room for me?"

　　The monk was furious: "This is an impossible place. You can't ask for hardships and blame others.:"

With 　　 ‘oh--’, he picked up a wooden stick behind him and smashed it with one stick.

　　 The abbot in a red robe sighed at Chaoyang: "Amitabha..."

　　 However, the next second.

　　 A terrifying scream spread all over here.

　　 Everyone suddenly turned their heads, looking at everything in front of them in horror.

　　 But when I saw it, Tang Yin was still smiling, but the tip of the knife in his right hand was like a hook for hanging meat. It hooked into the monk's right eyeball and sank at least five centimeters into it.

　　 The tip of the knife caught the monk's eye sockets, and he pulled forward: "Kneel down."

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

　　 The monk was pulled, feeling the sharp pain in his eyes, and knelt in front of Tang Yin.

　　 hiss--

　　 When everyone saw this scene, their scalp numb!

　　 How cruel this is!

　　 Mr. Cai paled with fright and screamed:

　　 "Kill! Murderer, you...you, murder..."

　　 Tang Yin chuckled: "Noisy."

　　 waved the left hand knife. With a ‘pouch’, a human head fluttered up, still with a horrified expression and screaming expression on his face.

　　 Tang Yin stepped on the head that fell on the ground with one foot, and with his right hand forcefully, the monk who was pulling continued to lie on the ground:

　　 "I count three times. If you still don't leave, then I will kill you all."

"three!"

　　 The abbot took a few steps back in horror, and shouted hysterically: "You, you, you... let go of my disciples!"

　　 "How dare you offend Buddhism, lawlessness!"

　　 He thought that it might be cruel here, but he didn't expect it to be so cruel. Anyone who comes here will suddenly kill him.

　　 There is no king's law, no law! There is no moral bottom line!

　　 Tang Yin gave a grinning laugh, and drew a knife in his right hand. The monk’s orbital bones were directly cut, and he rolled around in pain, even unable to make a scream.

With 　　 ‘簌--’, Tang Yin slapped the blood from the double knives, grinning grinningly and killing a group of monks like humans and demons.

　　 When he raised his left-handed knife and was about to slash at a person's head, he suddenly felt the hair on his back tighten, and a great horror aura oppressed him.

　　 Om—Tang Yin's hairs all over his body stood up in an instant, and the knife was closed suddenly, and he looked back guardingly.

　　 "Hehe, the young man is so murderous."

　　, however, saw an old monk wearing a shabby monk's clothes and a pair of cloth shoes with his thumbs coming up on the beach, walking over step by step:

　　 "Young man, let's go."

　　 Tang Yin looked at the monk, and was about to say something, suddenly his pupils shrank. Suddenly saw this monk walking all the way, there were no footprints on the beach!

　　 ‘Om--’ Tang Yin only felt his scalp numb.

　　 What kind of ability is this! Unheard of!

　　 Such a big monk, walking on the beach, didn't even have a footprint? Is he a ghost?

　　 Tang Yin hurriedly swallowed again, and smiled: "What the master said is. Then I can kill someone in another place, right?"

　　 "Hehe...you young man..."

　　 The monk laughed and joked: "I think you have a bad face, but you have a good heart. Why do you use murder to disguise yourself? How about leaving a name?"

　　 "Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Tang Yin."

　　 "It's easy to say, the poor monk Yihui."

　　 "Farewell."

　　 Tang Yin didn't dare to stay and turned and left. As I walked, I started to trot all the way.

　　 and then ran away from here in a hurry.

　　 special! Is it a man or a ghost?

　　 Tang Yin ran all the way, looking back all the way frightened, for fear that the terrifying old monk would chase him.

　　 Although the old monk didn't make a move from beginning to end, he just said a few words with a smile. However, Tang Yin felt that his life was always hanging by a thread, just like if he didn't do a good job, he would have a different place in the next second.

　　 "What's so special, why are there such people in the world? I have been in the world for so many years, killing countless people, and knowing that there are such people in this world for the first time?"

　　 "……"

　　 After running a hundred meters, Tang Yin came to a sandy beach again, glanced at the crowded area, and sighed: "Hey, just here, I really don't bother to run."

　　 Tang Yin didn't panic when he glanced at the foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes. After meeting the old monk, he felt a little horrified, knowing that Huaxia is really hiding the dragon and the tiger ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ The persimmon must be soft.

　　 They all look like foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes.

　　 Thinking, Tang Yin struggled to squeeze on a reef, looked down at the hundreds of people occupying a small beach, and cleared his throat.

　　 "Ahem..."

　　 suddenly shouted in English: "Gentlemen, ladies, me, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Tang Yin. Everyone listen carefully!"

Below 　　, all the foreigners standing restlessly on the beach frowned and raised their heads, looking at this thin Chinese youth, with some dissatisfaction in their eyes.

　　 "Noisy Nima!"

　　 "Yellow pig, why is it noisy?"

　　 "Do you want to die?"

　　 "……"

　　 In the crowd, Mayweather and Connor glanced at each other. After seeing Jiang Fuer's move, both of them now have a bit of "Chinese phobia". Seeing another Chinese youth, the two of them had a bad premonition subconsciously.

　　 "Go back first..."

　　 "What is he going to do?"

　　 "I don't know what to do. It must be right to step back first."

　　 "Where to go back?"

　　 "Retreat into the sea first."

　　 At this noisy moment, the smile in Tang Yin's eyes became more intense, and he suddenly yelled:

　　 "In three seconds, I am going to slaughter here. Hahaha, let's run away as soon as possible!"

　　 The crowd boiled.

　　Mayweather shrank his pupils and screamed:

　　 "Run!"

　　 "Run Connor, fuck, run!"

　　 Connor glanced at the cold water, and some bosses were unwilling: "He is alone. There are hundreds of us!"