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

"Here, Mr. Yang Feng gave me two beans and asked me to feed them to you. He said that I went to Mo Luo first, and I'm sorry for my lack of ability." Eska blamed himself deeply.

"That's not the case, without you, we would have died long ago!" Monkey King comforted him quickly.

"In that case, is there any hope for Zbri and the others?"

The Namekian holding the dragon ball closed his eyes, not daring to feel the situation there any more. There was deep fear in his words, "If hope is shattered again, then this is the fourth dragon ball."

"However, how did they find the Dragon Ball?" Sun Wukong seemed to be talking to himself.

"Are you looking for a village?" Vegeta glanced at Monkey King strangely. Could it be that Monkey King lost his memory and forgot what happened to Frieza at that time?

"Huh?" Sun Wukong looked puzzled.

"Just look for Namekian villages and attack them directly, that's what Frieza did back then!" Vegeta said with a guilty conscience and inexplicable embarrassment.

"Really? Can Mara find Qi?" Sun Wukong looked at Vegeta in surprise.

Eska and the others also looked at them suspiciously, as if they didn't understand what they were talking about.

"But since he didn't directly look for Dragon Balls." Sun Wukong looked at a Star Dragon Ball held in the arms of the Namek, and continued, "At least there is one here, as long as this place is not exposed, it is safe!"

The Great Elder didn't express anything, obviously he didn't agree with this idea very much.

Could it be that other Namekians are left without a fixed place?Dragon Ball is their symbol!Do you just hide for the rest of your life?
"That, of course is the best!" Vegeta nodded, this method really saves worry and effort!

"Also, go tell the people who are still alive and tell them to stay away from the village and disperse!" Sun Wukong looked at the elder, "It's just waiting for death in vain!"

"Mr. Yang Feng said it, and I have notified them!" The Great Elder is still very depressed, they just want to pursue peace, why is it so difficult!

"We'd better follow along and fight," Son Goku said seriously, looking at Vegeta.

"Tsk" Vegeta looked unwilling, and felt a little resentful in his heart.

I didn't expect to be rescued by that kid Yang Feng, and now I have been preempted to be a good hero.

And the Great Elder has already raised an extremely serious face, "There is still hope, and we didn't spend these three days in vain?"

"??" Vegeta's face was full of question marks, do the Namekians still have any backup?

"Hey? Do you have any battle plan?" Sun Wukong looked at the Great Elder curiously.

"Assimilation?" Vegeta quickly thought of it!

"Ah, is it like God and Piccolo?" Sun Wukong was very curious when he heard the words Vegeta said.

"Now the Namekians in each village who are good at fighting are undergoing repeated assimilation, and they are going to the village of Zibri!" The elder looked serious.

While speaking, dozens of Namekians were already flying towards the village where Elder Zbri was located.

Everyone has a serious face. As they fly, the two begin to merge, and finally become only one person flying fast, and so on.

"Dozens of Namekians have assimilated and become a warrior to defeat the evil!!" The elder said seriously, "So far, this is how the Namekians have protected their race."

On the opposite side of Mo Luo, Elder Zibri was speechless.

The appearance of Yang Feng interrupted the hostility between the two.

"Mo Luo, I haven't seen you for three days, and you are much stronger again!" Yang Feng quickly retreated after missing a hit, posing in a fighting stance, and what he said was half teasing and seven parts mocking.

"Huh? You bastard, you actually recovered? How did you recover?" Mo Luo looked at Yang Feng's Super Saiyan 1 form in surprise, and was very shocked.

"Hey, this is a secret, how can you tell others casually?" Yang Feng said poorly.

"Hmph, are you here to stop me? How long can your yellow hair last?"

Faced with Mo Luo's question, Yang Feng just smiled. According to the remaining 97 fairy beans, I should be able to consume you to death.

Everything hides merit and fame!

"You don't have much time to do evil recklessly!" Elder Zibri suddenly said something that made Mo Luo and Yang Feng look puzzled.

"What?" Mo Luo looked surprised.

Mo Luo pointed at Yang Feng disdainfully and asked Zibri, "What do you mean? Could it be him?"

"The savior of Namek is about to appear." Zibri didn't even look at Yang Feng, he didn't know Yang Feng, and his pride was coming!

"You have no way out!"

Yang Feng said "!!", no, why are you so restless?

Can't you let me make a shining debut and pretend to be aggressive?

Following his words, more and more Namekian warriors in the distance continued to assimilate, and finally the only two remaining merged into one person.

As he flew fast, he was getting closer and closer to where Mo Luo was.

"Come on, our savior, let him see the pride of the Namekians!" Zbril roared angrily.

Kuranberry's detector was also beeping non-stop at the same time. He turned his head in surprise, and saw a Namekian approaching at high speed in the middle of the sky in the distance.

"Here we come!" Seeing the person who was about to arrive in front of him soon, Zibri shouted excitedly.

Dozens of Namekian assimilated warriors waved their fists and arrived in front of Mo Luo in the blink of an eye.

"Aha"

Following the Namekian's loud and angry shout, Mo Luo just lightly stabbed the knife in his hand, trying to directly penetrate the Namekian's body, which gave her a heart-stopping chill.

Yang Feng felt the pride Zibri said, hehehe, your sister!

Then he teleported again and saved the person.

"what"

Seeing the dramatic turn of the momentary transformation before him, Zibri closed himself, shocked beyond belief.

"Could this guy be the savior?" Mo Luo raised the corner of his evil mouth, grasping a broken arm of the Namek with five fingers, and spoke slowly, his words were full of sarcasm.

No matter how fast Yang Feng was, Mo Luo's speed was not slow. Although the man was saved, an arm was cut off by Mo Luo.

Yang Feng stared at the Namek warrior who fell to the ground after being waved away by him without a word.

This appearance is to be funny!
Accompanied by the painful roar of the Namekian warriors, the group of elders Zbri who were speechless with shock on their faces, their mouths seemed to be dislocated, "Ahhh."

"Sorry!" Mo Luo threw away the severed arm in disgust, wiped the blood on his hand, and looked at Yang Feng lightly.