The tentacles swayed, and red electric light overflowed from the pupils, like two blood-red iron whips, whipping the earth. took off the white feather coat on his body, revealing his cyan body, and rubbing his hands, the piccolo couldn't listen to Yamucha's advice at all.

It seems that the problem can only be solved with fists.

"Damn, this guy is unreasonable!"

Yamucha gritted her teeth with hatred, but in exchange for Piccolo's merciless ridicule. Piccolo pointed to his chest and said:

"The God you think can empathize with people is here."

It seems, yes, this guy has fused with the gods. Damn, how can you fight against this kind of guy like this! Bra, Mr. Wu Tian! What to do... Yamucha has a lot of troubles, but if it is smooth sailing, it has ushered in thorns along the way. Suddenly, Yamucha's heart seemed to be pierced by an arrow, and the feeling of powerlessness and pain spread throughout his body, and he cursed:

"What a god! It's just a fool! ”

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't be so impatient, although I'm not a god, but that old guy has become one with me, so scolding him is tantamount to scolding me. Boy, suddenly Uncle I want to ravage you to death more slowly, a little slower. ”

The "click" joints rattle, and the piccolo moves its body and is ready to go. Yamucha's calm face and dead gray expression surprised Piccolo, and from Yamucha's eyes, Piccolo saw an unexpected full of hatred. Yamucha's mind is blank now, and she just wants to kill these people who are in the way, no matter who it is, Piccolo or Geluo, Tao Baibai...

How can you not be angry, as soon as the god dies, the dragon will come to naught. Not to mention Klin, if Bra and Bulma had three long and two short, resurrection would be absolutely impossible now.

Whether you are good or evil, what you have done is enough for me to kill you in anger!

"Poole! Take Bulma and hide in the Spirit Time Hut! ”

Under the roar, the pace of the wind is like a high-intensity wolf tooth whirlwind punch towards the piccolo!

"Hey, that's what it looks like!"

One turned sideways, dodged Yamucha's wolf fist, and slashed him in the back with a knife. The Piccolo made a strong move, and Yamucha suddenly dived, his chest touched the ground, and he picked up the unconscious Lan Qi.

"I can't imagine such leisure and elegance."

With a push from behind, Lan Qi was pushed into Bulma's arms on the edge of the side hall. At this time, Yamucha stared at the piccolo angrily and said:

"Let's have a real fight."

"Hehe, haha, what a big breath!"

Piccolo couldn't help but say, kill up. The speed was far faster than that of the turtle immortals, and in an instant, it was as if eight arms were attacking at the same time.

Ping Pong bang, fierce battle. Piccolo's one move seems to be more powerful than Yamucha, and it can be attacked with moves, and Yamucha can barely block it. The two fought fiercely, from the central hall to the outside of the fountain square. Suddenly, the piccolo roared and retreated into the air, and suddenly, the tentacles discharged.

"Bang!"

As Yamucha expected, there were only a few moves, and although he rarely fought against him, he still kept the tricks of the piccolo in mind. His advantage is that he can quickly analyze the characteristics of his opponent and formulate tactics to suppress him. The disadvantage, his qigong lore is too slow, and it is useless except for the unstoppable characteristic.

Electro-light gravel. An afterimage fist, Yamucha swooped behind the piccolo, followed by a turtle school qigong.

However, this piccolo has a higher combat power than himself after all. With both hands, he took the move unscathed. Worried, Yamucha didn't know how to overcome this person. Just when he hesitated, suddenly, through the qigong smoke, two excessively long arms grabbed Yamucha's legs.

Oops! How can you forget his peculiar physique!

"Bang!"

The arm grabbed Yamucha, swayed from side to side, and hit the floor tiles firmly, and suddenly smashed two big pits on both sides.

A wave of qigong shot through the arm of the piccolo. Piccolo, who felt the pain, immediately swept his eyes, and Yamucha's shirt instantly turned to ashes. Yamucha, who got rid of the restraint of his arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said:

"It's too boring to fight like this."

"Whew!" The new arms grew back from the piccolo arms, and sneered:

"It seems that you are very familiar with my tricks, although I don't have time to think about the reason, but you are right, the level of strength still depends on the strength of the final word."

Yamucha raised her right hand to the sky, as if she was constantly gathering qi. Piccolo smiled, pointing the fingers of his right hand to his forehead, and he could faintly see the raging anger burning around the two of them. Their eyes opened at the same time, and they all seemed to realize the best time to make a move.

"Demon Light Killing Cannon!"

A spiral qigong, swallowing mountains and rivers to kill it, this move is powerful, I am afraid it will never be possible!

It's just that Yamucha's heart is happy, and the dignified gods are so ignorant.

The left hand quickly gathers energy, and the huge disc held by the right hand is thrown at the piccolo.

"Bang!"

I saw that the disc was sharp like a saw, sawing through the magic light killing cannon. I couldn't help but surprise Piccolo, so it was, and I immediately calmed down. The two fingers that were forked were combined inward, and the two beams of demonic light killing cannons that had been sawn apart were actually merged into one, coiling and staggering towards Yamucha!

Don't Piccolos want to die? No, no, even if you cut off half of his body, he can still regenerate! However, what to do with the Demon Penetrating Light Killing Cannon in front of him, Yamucha is not a regenerated body.

Be sure to think about his weaknesses.

Head! Yes, as long as his head is destroyed, he will not be able to regenerate!

The Demon Penetrating Light Killing Cannon in front of him has already been killed. Yamucha can only gamble, and he didn't want to fight with him at all!

"Double Qi Pill Slash!"

The left hand hides the gathered qi and throws it at the piccolo. Originally, according to Yamucha's greatest expectation, he was able to cut off two beams of demonic light killing cannons, and he fled the scene at that moment, and that Qi Dan slashed from the bottom to the top, hitting the head of the piccolo.

However, the two spiral-wound magic light killing cannons were intertwined and changed, and the Qi Dan Slash actually shifted and passed through the middle of the two!

The first Qi Pill slashed off the body of the piccolo as promised, only to see that the second path was about to cut off the head of the piccolo. Some frightened piccolos may not believe that anyone knows their weaknesses so well. Just when everything was about to be divided into two, the head retracted into the neck as quickly as possible, and the two tentacles that were too late were directly cut off.

At the other end, there is nothing to be done. Two beams of demonic light killing cannons passed through Yamucha's heart and right chest, Yamucha had 10,000 regrets, and shouted hateful in his heart! Thinking of Bulma, Ranki, Poole... And Bula.

It's so unwilling! Ahhh Tears were like crystals, spilling into the sky with the blood that flowed.

"Hehe, the momentum is good..."

Piccolo's upper body fell to the ground, stuck out his head, and laughed maniacally.

"Salted fish battles are boring, phew!"

The confused sight, Yamucha's last glance, made him fall into the bottomless ice abyss. It's naïve to want to save the world.

A slap of saliva foamed, and the piccolo turned into a stone. Piccolo, who knew that something was wrong, violently replenished his body, and killed this mysterious man at an incredible speed.

It's like playing at home, the man is playing piccolo with his hands folded. A sudden punch pierced the piccolo chest. Enthusiastically said:

"Ahh It should be as painful as that weak chicken just now, right? ”

Completed again, the piccolo was so painful that the green tendons on his head burst out. From a distance, the three people who were about to be disposed of by themselves stood outside the side hall, with desperate expressions, turned into stone statues.

"You! Who are you holy! ”

Piccolo, who knew that he was invincible, shouted loudly to the sky. The mysterious man held his chin and looked up suddenly, gentlemanly, and said:

"The Demon King who ended the world of gods - Dapra in the other world!"