Manual Aura Resuscitation, the Start Leads To the Cultivator

　　　　 Originated on the island.

　　 On the Origin Island at this time, it is called an airtight. Except for a few existences that no one dares to provoke, basically no one can have a place to sit, and everyone is standing with crowds of people.

　　 Everyone is fighting for turf.

　　 While squatting in the rock canyon, Mayweather and others are desperately waiting for the passage of time. Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps came over.

　　 But I saw that five Taoist priests carrying swords walked into the canyon without expression, and glanced at the seventy-eight people lying on the reef, or standing near thousands of people. A Taoist priest in the lead said coldly:

　　 "Everyone left here immediately. My Plum Blossom Sword faction has taken over this place. I will rest here and prepare for the island battle."

　　 "I will count dozens, and after ten counts, all the living people here will be cleaned up."

　　 "Ten!"

　　 "Nine!"

　　 Fuck!

　　 Mayweather cried, looking desperately at the reefs on both sides of the canyon. Going further down, it's a rough sea.

　　 Where else can we go?

　　 As the translation continued to translate the languages ​​of various countries, the thousands of people hiding here collapsed collectively.

　　 Didn’t we just get here from the island? Why is it still accounted for here? Why are you still being chased away when you come here?

　　 The collapse is a collapse, but they have seen countless murders on the island, and no one dares to resist. Obediently escaped from the side path and left...

　　 Mayweather and Connor are supporting each other, tearful eyes as they walk and say:

　　 "We shouldn't have come."

　　 "Hey. It's Huaxia again..."

　　 "Woohoo. We shouldn't have come!"

　　 The two walked out crying. There is no longer the prestige of the past.

　　 Mayweather recalled that when he was here, when he was interviewed by the media, he was full of spirits. At this time, he only felt a burning pain on his face.

　　As everyone was walking out, the five to six hundred people who had not had time to come out behind began to protest:

　　 "Why do you say that if you occupy this place, you will occupy this place?"

　　 "Think clearly, there are only five of you, there are thousands of us here!"

　　 "Come first, come later."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "Big guy, it's better to fight with them. We have guns, aren't they just a few swordsmen? If you say seize, you seize it? Why!"

　　 "……"

　　 As soon as these words came out, Mayweather and others left in no hurry. Huh? Is there a reversal?

　　 What if you win?

　　 This is only five people...Five people, can it be that the habitat of thousands of people can't be made?

　　 The head of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect said indifferently: "Qingfeng, go, kill them all."

"Yes!"

　　 The voice fell, and a young man behind him pulled out a long sword behind him.

A sword chant of 　　 ‘噌——’ suddenly appeared in the gorge, mixing with the sound of waves.

　　 Immediately afterwards, this man named Qingfeng disappeared on the spot like a ghost, reappeared, and has entered the crowd.

　　 ‘Boom bang bang—’ First there were two gunshots.

　　 Then I saw blood splashing in the canyon.

　　 Countless screams and screams spread all over here.

　　 Five minutes later.

　　 There are no more than 500 people here, and there are more than 500 dead bodies.

　　 slaughter!

　　 One-sided massacre!

　　 hiss——

　　 Connor took a breath, his scalp numb. One person, within a few minutes, slaughtered hundreds of people?

　　 And hundreds of people have no resistance, they just fell down like they were cutting wheat?

　　 Connor has a bit of vision now, this person is even more ruthless than Tang Yin. Although Tang Yin was a torturer, in fact, Kung Fu definitely didn't have this Taoist critic in front of him. This Taoist priest was a bit quicker to kill, and five hundred people died within a few minutes.

　　 And Tang Yin, the psychological shadow it brings to people is even greater.

　　 "China..."

　　 Connor looked at the back of these people, his eyes filled with infinite longing and admiration.

　　 At this time, he can't wait to take out all his belongings and go to learn art from a teacher. This is the real fighting.

　　 This is the real martial arts!

　　 The other four disciples behind the head stood out, threw hundreds of corpses into the sea with ease, and said loudly:

　　 "Master, it's okay."

　　 Talking, someone made the bed. Some people light incense and use sandalwood to dilute the **** smell.

　　 The head of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect sat on a rock, and said in a deep voice:

　　 "It will start in a few hours, I want to rejuvenate. You guys have a rest, too. This time, it's a fierce battle!"

"Yes!"

　　 said, the five people each sat in five different places, sitting cross-legged under the sandalwood.

　　 Mayweather and the others didn't dare to look at them. As soon as the five hundred corpses were thrown into the sea, they ran away.

Ok. Things haven't turned around...

　　 Thousands of people came out of the gorge like refugees, but they had no shelter.

　　Everyone, all step on the beach.

　　 Mayweather looked at the crowds of people on the island with a cry of tears, and muttered: "Shall we step on the beach like this and soak for a few hours?"

　　 "Connor?"

　　 "Why don't you talk, Connor?"

　　 Connor looked at the Huaxia people on the island with scorching eyes, and muttered: "I will go back this time and will pay all the price to go to Huaxia to practice martial arts."

　　 Mayweather was taken aback, and a strong yearning burst into his eyes: "Me too."

　　 can't beat them...

　　 But, I can join them!

　　Today I am a young dragon slaying boy, but one day, I will always become an evil dragon.

　　 The two are in a daze, imagining that the people who expel ordinary people and occupy the territory are themselves. At this moment, hundreds of mercenaries ran over without arms and legs. While running, he looked back in horror;

　　 "Quick..."

　　 "Quickly leave!"

　　 "That person, that person..."

　　 "Human Tu!"

　　 "Human slaughter."

　　 "Stop trying to get a place."

　　 Hundreds of mercenaries said, and came straight to Mayweather and others. When he came here, the leader of the mercenary first glanced at all those present were blond and blue-eyed, and there were no Chinese.

　　 Then he yelled in relief: "Get out!"

　　 "This beach, we have it!"

　　Mayweather everyone looked back at the sea.

　　 We... Where else can we go?

　　 ‘Wow wa wa——’ Hundreds of people raised their guns together, and pointed them hysterically at Mayweather and others:

　　 "Go!"

　　 "Don't force us!"

　　 "Go!"

　　 "Make a place."

　　 Mayweather and others make birds and beasts scattered. There is nowhere to go...

　　 can only hurriedly raise his hand, step on the sea water and walk into the sea to make room for others.

　　 ten minutes later.

　　 Mayweather is not working at first, some trembling hands are held together, and the sea below his eyes has already passed his waist: "Should we stand here until the end of the game?"

　　 Connor's teeth are also constantly fighting: "It shouldn't be..."

　　 It wouldn’t have been so cold. But the people here, who had been frightened by Tang Yin before, swam in the sea for several hours, already exhausted. At this time it was like sea water, it was cold and biting!

　　 was talking.

　　 But I saw the people on the island start to retreat in horror. I don't know what happened. I think there must be a big boss, and the people around me dare not wait. Retreating more and more to the beach.

　　 "OH...NO!"

　　 Mayweather roared desperately, not wanting to retreat, but the crowd squeezed him back into the sea again and again.

　　 Just ten steps of effort, Mayweather’s neck has gone through the sea...

　　 half an hour later.

　　 More than a thousand blacks carrying AKs, shouting in horror, came toward the beach.

'Da da da--'

　　 Without a word, he swept a few shuttles among the people on the beach.

　　 Suddenly, dozens of people standing in the sea fell like wheat.

　　 In a panic, more than a thousand soldiers who ran down from the African battlefield shouted hysterically:

　　 "Go!"

　　 "Make a place."

　　 "Make room for us,"

　　 "Have you heard of a place? Don't force us to kill!"

　　 "……"

　　 Mayweather: "...grumbling."

　　Brother, there’s really nowhere to retire...

　　 This can't help him.

　　 He does not retreat, the person in front is retreating. Those mercenaries obviously did not dare to offend the more than 1,000 African soldiers. Squeezed back quickly. Then the mercenaries squeezed to the place where the water was below their necks.

　　 And Mayweather, his legs are already out of the way by now. Just hurriedly tucked Connor's shoulders: "Kang...Guru...Connor, life jacket, life jacket..."

　　 Connor was also afraid that he would sink, and he stomped on the water frantically on the shoulders of the person next to him: "The life jacket is on Tang Yin's beach. I ran in a hurry. I forgot to take it. Or you can go back and get it..."

　　 Mayweather: "..."

　　 is another few minutes later.

　　 on the beach. A middle-aged old man dressed in a white exercise suit and a dozen young disciples who also wore white exercise suits came over hastily.

　　 The old man was almost dispersed by the crowd, and quickly raised a banner on his toes:

　　 "All the people from the Hunyuan Xingyimen come to gather..."

　　 After a while, a dozen disciples gathered together. Observed left and right in horror:

　　 "Master Ma."

　　 "What should I do, Master Ma.:"

　　 "Woo, Master Ma, I'm not participating in the competition anymore, I want to go home."

　　 "I thought it was all jokes, they are really killing people. I can't play this game, I have to get back."

　　 "Master Ma..."

　　The person here is the master of Tai Chi Ma who has worked in the audience for ten years and lay on the stage for two minutes.

　　Master Ma glanced at the beach, and quickly lined up the crowd to squeeze in the past. While squeezing, while sweating around, clasped his fists and hands:

　　 "Excuse me! Friends, folks and elders."

　　 "Hello friends, just make room for us, let's stand."

　　 "Please give me a face for Hunyuan Xingyi Taijimen, and a face for Huaxia..."

　　 "If you can't do it without doing it, Huaxia Martial Arts emphasizes philosophical thinking. You take a step back, I take a step back..."

　　The African soldiers standing on the beach looked at Master Ma and the others in a little horror, looking at each other:

　　 "Huaxia people..."

　　 "Chinese Warrior!"

　　 "I know this dress, it can only be worn by warriors."

　　 "Woo woo woo, fight with them, China deceives people too much!"

　　 "We have retreated into the sea, and we have to chase us!"

　　 "Don't, don't fight. This person seems to be very talkative, let's retreat a little bit."

　　 "……"

　　 Far sea.

　　 "Guru Guru"

　　 There were a few bubbles in the sea.

　　 After a while, Mayweather clasped Connor's belt tightly and floated up again, and glanced around desperately: "Brother, why are you back again..."

　　 Connor: "...A few more Chinese came here."

　　 "……"

ten minutes later.

　　 Dozens of Emei faction were squeezed from the island in embarrassment.

　　 The head of the Emei School saw Master Ma at a glance and was overjoyed: "Master Ma, are you here too?"

　　Master Ma rolled up his trouser tube and stepped in the water, still not forgetting to hold his fist: "Liu Zhangmen, we are a little hot, it's cool here, it's cool here."

　　 The head of the Emei school was overjoyed: "Then I will wait to cool off."

　　, dozens of people from the Emei faction huddled with them.

Behind 　　, more than a thousand African soldiers burst into tears, clenched their fists of indignation, and backed away again. The sea water has gone to my chest.

　　 "Too much bullying!"

　　 "Too much bullying!"

　　 "Hua Xia deceives people too much. Where do we want to retreat? Did you fight with them?"

　　 "Don't be impulsive, we didn't even have the opportunity to shoot. Don't forget how overbearing the man who claimed to be Ji Jixue on the reef was an hour ago. It is a kilometer away and no living creatures are allowed..."

"Woo woo. Huaxia deceives people so much. Why are there so many powerful people? When they came, didn’t the Internet say that the masters of Huaxia were deceiving people? Why did they pop up so many. They kill people, they are more swift than missiles. what."

　　 And the mercenaries behind them, as well as those who escaped from the canyon, all reached the place where they couldn't reach the bottom. There is despair and helplessness in my eyes, brother, don't retreat and think about it for the people behind...

　　 They didn't think about resisting~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But after soaking in the water for so long, the guns in their hands have long been soaked and useless.

　　 Right now...

　　 Shaolin. Wudang. The Qingcheng faction, the stars faction, the Xiaoyao faction... and so on, a series of ‘Chinese martial arts masters’ fled to the beach in embarrassment.

　　 "Yo, Master Ma!"

　　 "Liu is here?"

　　 "When we meet our old friends in another country, we will come over here for a while."

　　 "There are too many foreign guests on the island. China is a country of etiquette, so we won't compete with foreign guests."

　　 "Yes, I send philosophical thinking to be courteous first and then soldiers. Then let's be courteous first. Come on, borrow it, and I will stand here."

　　Master Ma and Liu Zhang looked expressionlessly at the water that hadn’t passed their waist. They wanted to say, you don’t need to renew the past, you don’t have to go quickly...

　　 But the words did not speak.

　　People have come...

　　 can only go back.

　　 Behind him.

　　 More than a thousand African soldiers swam back in tears, and they couldn't step on the bottom of their feet. He just squeezed his angry fist in despair.

　　 "Too much bullying..."

　　 Behind the last side, more than fifty meters away...

　　 Mayweather's face was pale and his head struggling to the outside, he could only face up to the sky, he couldn't even stand upright, otherwise he would sink to the bottom.

　　 "Kang... Connor, how do I feel that I have stepped back again."

　　 Kang Na hugged the fat man in front of him and refused to let go: "Well. Hundreds of Chinese warriors have come."

　　 Mayweather’s tears burst down the bank: "Why are so many...... How much did we retreat?"

　　 "I don't know, I...I can't see Origin Island anymore."

　　 "Hey, I knew I didn't learn boxing anymore."

　　 "……"

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