Dragon Ball Guilty

"Is that purple-haired warrior dead?" All the viewers who were paying attention to this battle related to the fate of the earth couldn't help but feel worried after seeing Feng Zi fall to the ground.

Turtle Fairy House, "Come on Feng Zi! Kill that ugly monster!" Bulma shouted excitedly at the TV screen, as if her shouts could reach Feng Zi's ears through the TV.

Leping clenched his fists and said worriedly: "It seems that this Big Demon King Piccolo is much stronger than imagined. After Feng Zi fell down just now, he was continuously hurt by the enemy. It should be difficult to stand up again now!"

Just when everyone was anxiously staring at the TV screen, looking forward to seeing what happened. Feng Zi's body suddenly bounced up from the ground. At the moment when Big Demon King Piccolo mistakenly thought that he had a chance to win, he transformed into an extremely fast and blurry arrow, with a tornado more than ten meters long wrapped behind him. Feng Zi was like a winding The vast dragon soared high in the clouds, flying sand and rocks wherever it passed, completely fading from everyone's sight.

In a few breaths, he had arrived in front of Piccolo, like a proud eagle. He raised his arms, and his body spun quickly as he rose rapidly. The tornado following behind seemed to be holding up the clouds of the gods. The position below his waist rotated rapidly with his rapidly rotating body. During the rotation, his body slowly landed on the ground in a strange and light posture, and then moved his hands outward. Shocked, the rotating tornado surrounding his body turned into a powerful shock wave, with him as the center, forming a ring and violently impacting and rippling out in all directions, like a tidal wave. "Woo——!" A scream like a ghost's whine echoed high in the air.

A majestic, tyrannical and invincible aura, like a turbulent sea tide, spread dozens of meters around Feng Zi. Feng Zi instantly activated his spiral aura. In the astonished gazes of all the audience, Feng Zi seemed to turn into a top. The surface of his body was wrapped with a layer of rotating airflow, and his whole body transformed into a big top. In the process, Feng Zi's feet kept crossing and intertwining, blurring into afterimages in the air, the wind hissing and kicking Piccolo's chest.

"Boom!" Piccolo's figure flew backwards. In the face of the huge impact force, it was like hitting a locomotive, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably.

"It's amazing. This purple-haired warrior is so amazing. He actually defeated such a powerful Demon King Piccolo!" The whole world became silent, and all the viewers were dumbfounded. In their eyes, only the image on the TV screen remained. Zhang Guangan's figure exudes infinite light, a kind of shock, a kind of excitement, a kind of excitement and a kind of worship. A kind of fanaticism, a kind of worship, etc., after all these unspeakable emotions came together. All that is left in their hearts is incomparable. . . After calming down, they just looked at Feng Zi's figure silently, trying to keep this exciting and shocking moment firmly in their hearts and never forget it, forever. . . . . .

For a time, the world was boiling. Everyone saw the light under the dark clouds and the hope of ending this turmoil.

While hundreds of millions of spectators were cheering and celebrating, Feng Zi did not let down his guard, because Big Devil Piccolo was not a monster that could be dealt with easily.

"Hahahaha!" A series of cold laughter came. After the dust dissipated, Demon King Piccolo stood there intact, except that his clothes were in tatters like a beggar and were broken into strips of cloth.

Looking at Feng Zi with burning eyes, the face of the Great Demon King Piccolo was almost distorted, and he said with an unusually ferocious expression: "Damn human! I want you to know the terror of my Great Demon King Piccolo!" Before Feng Zi could react, His vision went dark, and the cold face of Big Demon King Piccolo was so close to him.

Big Demon King Piccolo's right hand burst out with a dazzling red light, like a blood-thirsty mouth open wide, UU reading ｗww． uukanshu.net With a thrilling murderous intent, the sound of rolling wind and thunder was stirred up, and the boundless transparent air wave was set off like an overwhelming mountain, and it surged towards Feng Zi.

In everyone's shocked eyes, Piccolo's right hand was like a sharp blade, and his nails tore the skin. Piccolo's palm actually penetrated Feng Zi's chest, directly inserting half of his arm.

Blood splattered, Feng Zi's face turned pale, and his figure began to shake. He felt that his body was as painful as being bitten by thousands of ants. The next moment, he licked his throat and spat out a large mouthful of blood from Feng Zi's mouth.

"Hahahaha!" The blood-curdling laughter of Big Demon King Piccolo shocked everyone's hearts. After taking out his right hand, blood spurted out uncontrollably, and a shockingly large hole appeared in Feng Zi's chest!

All the viewers in front of the TV took a breath of air-conditioning. Although they were far apart, through the pictures on the screen, they could imagine that the pain was absolutely unbearable for ordinary people!

Just at this time.

"It's too early to laugh now!" A blood-red light burst out from Feng Zi's eyes, as bright as the blood on the corner of his mouth. Intangible but qualitative strong murderous aura rolled around like clouds. With his heavy breathing, Prepare to choose someone to eat.

"Huh?" Big Demon King Piccolo looked at Feng Zi in surprise. He was not dead yet under such circumstances. What surprised him was Feng Zi's tenacious vitality.

Although Feng Zi's face was as pale as paper, she covered her bleeding chest and said coldly: "Fortunately, you didn't hurt my heart. If it was just this level of damage, I could still hold on. So what I have to do now is... I must defeat you before I die!!!"