Dragon Ball Guilty

Ten times the Kaio Fist! The red arrogance was like a blazing fire, beating and surging. The surrounding air was sparsely pushed away. The dust on the ground and the gravel in the air were all turned into pieces at the moment of contact with the arrogance...

Feng Zi's body was wrapped in this layer of substantive red light, and his muscles were in a tense state. Due to the blur, it was not clear what kind of expression was on Feng Zi's face. One could only vaguely see two pairs of bright eyes, emitting a compelling light.

In the state of ten times the Kaio Fist, Feng Zi's aura surged, and the red light all over his body was constantly heaving and rolling, and his power was astonishing!

Tres's face changed again and again, and finally he said uglyly: "This is impossible, how could someone raise their combat power to such a high level! 168700... This is absolutely impossible."

It's no wonder Tres was so surprised. He didn't care about Feng Zi's strength at all. He was always concerned about whether Sun Wukong would join him, so he never used all his strength. His strength was due to nerves. The relationship between fruits has reached an appalling number, 152,000. But Tres never expected that this guy, who didn't even know his race, would actually have a combat power of over 160,000 through a similar "transformation" ability, surpassing him in a short period of time.

Tres clenched his fists tightly, constantly comforting himself in his heart, and the expression on his face became cold again: "There is absolutely no way you can defeat me. I, Tres, am the man who wants to rule the entire universe, not just you, but also I will kill even Frieza! Anyone who blocks my plan will die!"

"Oh? Based on what you just said, I judge: you are guilty!" Feng Zi's eyes narrowed, revealing a trace of amusement.

"Bang!" Under the illumination of the red light, Feng Zi took a step forward. Even the ground shook as if it could not bear this powerful force. Feng Zi looked at Tres with burning eyes. He knew that the abuse When the time came, he shouted in a low voice: "You Saiyans are full of messy thoughts and nonsense. Don't you think it's disgusting? I'm different from you. I only pursue one thing. .....That means erasing people like you from this world!"

Feng Zi said "thump thump thump" and ran up three steps, then slightly bent his legs. In an instant, his agile body appeared at an altitude of more than two meters. In the air, he leaned forward, put a fist at his waist, and A big iron fist burst out like a powerful spring. The fist was fierce, and the energy surged into the mountains and rivers. The violent wind touched Tres' face first.

"Bang!" The skin and flesh blossomed, and Tres's face was hit directly by Feng Zi's fist. The muscles on his face were almost twisted and curled up, and he suddenly became swollen, leaving a striking purple mark.

In the face of overwhelming strength, all enemies are sheep, so to speak... Feng Zi's punches were too fast and too powerful, leaving Tres with no room for defense.

Feng Zi's figure flashed, and he had already lost sight of him. Then he appeared on the right side of Tres in mid-air. "Bang, bang, bang" a series of three iron fists struck Tres as fast as lightning. The ribs were flawed, and then he miraculously twisted his waist without using any force in the air and swept Tres' flying waist with a tornado leg. The cracks on the ground beneath Feng Zi's feet spread like spider webs and shattered, but in the fierce and fierce wind, they all rose up from the ground as if they had suddenly grown wings, joining the turbulent flow of gravel dancing in the wind.

There was a "creak" sound of bones breaking in Tres's waist, and then, like a cannonball, his body flew out uncontrollably.

"Stay there!" Feng Zi roared, transformed into a strong wind, and read a book www. uukansｈhu.ｎet passed over the ground, and almost as soon as the red light passed, it appeared in front of Tres who was about to land. An iron fist surrounded by violent wind met Tres' head, and then struck down with thunderous force. The wind howled and the power was astonishing.

"Ah!" With a scream, Tres's eyes bulged under the violent blow, and his face turned pale. The blood in his mouth was like tap water, and he sprayed smoke in the air for free.

"Get up, I'm going to repay you a hundred times the harm you just did to me!" Feng Zi grabbed Tres' seriously injured body, wrapped his hands around his neck, and let Tres The whole body is suspended in the air.

Feng Zi moved her fist like a windmill, her eyes burst out with brilliant killing intent, she aimed at Tres' face, and fiercely pulled out her fist!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Feng Zi's fist was like a meteor from the sky, cracking open monuments and cracking rocks with great force. Punch after punch hit Tres' face without any waste. The power of every punch Feng Zi made would cause the air to stir up turbulent currents. Tres's face was dented and dented again amidst the shocking and soul-stirring sounds, blood was blurred, and the skin was torn. When the last punch fell, Tres's entire face was deformed and twisted, and was ravaged by Feng Zi's terrifying power. Sun Wukong, who was watching the fight from the side, was dumbfounded and his heart trembled.

Feng Zi released her left hand that was holding Tres's neck. Immediately, Tres fell to the ground with relief, and his face, well, how should I put it? At this time, Tres was no longer as simple as a pig's head. He probably even knew his mother.

Feng Zi looked down at Tres, who was still breathing, and looked at it carefully for a long time before saying, "It's good this time, I can distinguish you from Wukong!"

"..." Sun Wukong was speechless.