Quick travel system, I started from the world of Dragon Ball

Yang Feng quickly flashed to Mo Luo's side, gathering Qi with his hands around his waist, and another Kamepai Qigong wave sent Mo Luo's body flying into the sky.

The dark blue on Yang Feng's body began to weaken, white arrogance rose, and he turned again to chase after Mo Luo, grabbing Mo Luo's two goat horns with both hands, and slammed them towards the ground.

The ground was smashed into a huge hole, and Yang Feng quickly fell to the ground. All the forms on his body were released and the normal form of the Saiyan was restored.

"Huha!" Yang Feng's body trembled slightly, he kept panting heavily, and he couldn't hold on even after switching several times in a row.

"Defeated? Did we win?" Gohan turned to look at Piccolo with an expression of disbelief, waiting for Piccolo to tell him that he was not dreaming.

"It seems...it seems true, Mo Luo didn't stand up again!" Piccolo stared at the hole that was smashed out of the deep pit with all his attention.

"Mo Luo's breath has also become weaker." Wukong said and flew to Yang Feng's side, wanting to pat him on the shoulder.

But Yang Feng smiled at Wukong, and soon he couldn't even stand up and sat on the ground, "Haha. It can't be done, the body is still too weak."

"Hehe." Wukong scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing how to respond, he stretched out his hand towards Yang Feng, and Yang Feng also put his hand on his and stood up.

"Oops." At this moment, Piccolo yelled suddenly.

Panting heavily, the embarrassed Mo Luo had already appeared behind Wukong, and he flew Sun Wukong away with one hand, and then he yelled loudly.

"Aha"

"Damn bastard, I'm going to suck you dry!!" Mo Luo's arrogance surged, and he grabbed Yang Feng's head.

"Ah..." Yang Feng felt that the power in his body was losing rapidly.

"No, Uncle Piccolo, let's go together."

Seeing this, Piccolo and Gohan flew towards Mara, fisting and kicking, but were blocked by Mara's elbow.

Mo Luo swept the two of them away with one kick, and threw Yang Feng's hand out, hitting Piccolo, and the two of them flew upside down and crashed into the rock.
And Gohan was kicked into mid-air, Mo Luo turned around and stretched out his hand to continuously shoot air bombs from his palm, Gohan watched the continuously flying air bombs, gritted his teeth and crossed his hands in front of his chest, struggling to resist.

Lying on the ground at this time, watching Gohan's figure being submerged by the air bombs, while Mara was still firing the air bombs, Piccolo stretched his hands forward and grabbed Mara's ankles.

"Ahem." Yang Feng leaned against the gravel and tried to stand up, but he couldn't stand up all at once.

Mo Luo frowned slightly, and fired an air bomb at Piccolo. Piccolo gritted his teeth and stared at Mo Luo angrily. Soon his figure was submerged by the air bomb, and the explosion sounded.

The smoke cleared, and Piccolo, covered in bloodstains, was still holding on to Mo Luo's ankle. He shouted angrily, "I won't let go!"

"Hehehe I deliberately didn't kill you, don't you understand?" Mo Luo turned to look at Piccolo, "You are my food."

Yang Feng, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was shocked. Damn, why did you want to suck me up when you were so angry?Is it that I don't deserve to be a qualified food?

The smoke in the mid-air dissipated, and the tip of Gohan's raised index finger shone brightly. He quickly drew a circle and swung it towards Mara.

The halo of light was set on Mara's body, and Gohan quickly touched his fists, and the halo of light on Mara's body was also tightened suddenly.

Mo Luo looked at his imprisoned body, and Gohan, who was in mid-air, excitedly said, "Okay!"

"Wukong, shoot now!" Piccolo also stood up and urged.

Under Mo Luo's suspicious eyes, Wukong's body suddenly appeared behind his back, his hands were on his waist, which shone with a strong light and great ability.

"Bo!!!" Wukong raised both hands towards Mo Luo who just turned his head in front of him, it was a Kameha Qigong Bo.

Mo Luo stretched out one hand to block it, while Wukong yelled loudly and tried to launch a qigong wave.

"Yahahahah"

"call"

Mo Luo's physical strength was consumed a lot by Yang Feng, and it was obviously difficult to resist with one hand.

"what"

Wukong roared loudly again, and the energy of the Kamehae Qigong wave became a little stronger, and it suddenly shone brightly.

All the people present lay down on the ground with their eyes closed, or resisted with both hands, or turned their heads to avoid it.

The billowing smoke finally dissipated, and the light disappeared with it.

Mo Luo in front of Wukong still hasn't changed much, except for the disappearing arm that was made by Kameha Qigong Bo.

"Ha ha"

Sun Wukong still maintained the posture he just sent out, panting heavily and looking at Mo Luo in front of him. This was his last attack with all his strength.

And Mo Luo's muscles trembled at the place where Mo Luo's arm was broken, which surprised him a lot.

Shocked by Gohan and Piccolo, Mara walked towards Wukong, the muscles in his broken arm were shaking constantly, and soon he stretched out the lost arm towards Wukong.

When Yang Feng saw this, he remembered the information he had read. Sun Wukong was pierced through the chest by Mo Luo's regenerated left arm, and his life was in danger.
At that moment, Yang Feng didn't know where his power came from, he stood up from the ground and rushed towards Mo Luo, pushing Wukong away.

Mo Luo's instantly grown arm pierced Yang Feng's chest, and everyone's eyes widened in shock from the sudden change.

"Ah." Yang Feng's body trembled continuously, Mo Luo withdrew his hand, Yang Feng couldn't even speak at this moment.

Nima, I thought both of them could avoid it, so why did I win the bid by myself?
"Cough..." Yang Feng looked down at the blood gushing out of the huge hole in his chest, he couldn't die, his Myers would be handed over to Mo Luo before he was saved.

"Pick's regenerative ability." Mo Luo looked at the regenerated arm and smiled very satisfied. "I didn't say just now that Sabensley's ability to copy others belongs to me, and there is no time limit."

"Yang Feng!!" Wukong who was swung away turned his head and shouted.

"Huh" at this moment Yang Feng closed his eyes, knelt down and fell towards Mo Luo.

"Hey, don't die without permission!" Looking at Yang Feng leaning on his lap, Mo Luo muttered dissatisfied.

This guy's energy has only been absorbed by himself, so it would be a waste to die like this!

Immediately he raised his leg and threw it away, Yang Feng's body fell to the ground, Mo Luo raised his hand to Yang Feng, "Before you die, you have to let me eat energy, that's the purpose of my coming to Earth."

"Ah ah ah"

Seeing that Yang Feng was about to die at this time, Mo Luo actually wanted to take the opportunity to absorb his energy, Wu Qi couldn't do enough, so he waved his fists and attacked Mo Luo.

He punched Mo Luo directly on the back of the head, and then kicked Mo Luo's waist again, and then continued to punch, so fast that only afterimages remained.

"Yah ah ah ah"

Wukong kept venting his inner emotions, and sometimes he was rescued by others.

These attacks had no effect on Mo Luo, he clenched his fist impatiently and sent Wukong's body flying with a back blow.