Dragon Ball: I Gather Destruction to Infinity

"Thank you, Uncle Piccolo." Sun Wuhan thanked him hurriedly.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. This is just a warm-up exercise before the battle." Piccolo snorted.

"Not bad, Namekian, you are much better than I thought." Nappa's voice rang out in the distant smoke.

Klin and others turned pale.

"Is he not injured?" Tianjin Fan said solemnly.

"You attacked from the front." Dumpling was trembling with fear.

"I used all my energy to attack. Are Saiyans so powerful?" Klin had a bad feeling.

"Very good, the game is over now, let me destroy you with my own hands." Naba stepped forward, the energy in his body surged crazily.

Nappa laughed wildly.

The whole earth was shaking violently.

"It's simply too scary..." Klin was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

"This, this, this... what exactly is this..." Piccolo's pupils shrank together, feeling endless despair.

"Chila...chila..."

A ball of golden flame emerged from Naba's body, and arcs of electricity were wrapped around his body.

"Naba, this guy... made a wish to become a Super Saiyan? Now he can become a Super Saiyan II." Lu Fan sighed.

"Super Saiyan? Is he the one you and Vegeta made a wish for before?" Bulma was stunned.

"That's right." Lu Fan nodded, "It's been 20 years, you still remember."

"Of course I remember. I'm a genius. I remember many things clearly." Bulma said with a smile, "No, do you mean he has turned into a Super Saiyan?"

"What's teasing you is that his image is somewhat similar to that of a Super Saiyan." Lu Fan said.

"What, don't scare people at this time, okay?" Bulma glared.

"Hahaha, attack!"

Naba roared and flew away in the direction of Tianjin Fan.

Tianjin Fan subconsciously raised his arms, intending to resist Nappa's attack.

"boom!"

Naba punched him and knocked off Tianjin Fan's arm.

Tianjin Fan let out a scream, and blood sprayed from the broken arm.

"Get rid of you first!" Naba chuckled and punched Tianjin Fan.

However, Tianjin Fan rose into the sky and avoided the opponent's attack.

"You bastard!" Tianjin Fan shouted angrily.

"call out!"

Naba rushed forward quickly and kicked Tianjin Fan out of the air with an upside-down golden hook.

"boom!"

Tianjin Fan suddenly fell to the ground and was thrown to pieces.

"The vitality is quite strong, and I didn't even kill him." Naba smiled softly.

"Come on Tianjin rice!" Bulma exclaimed.

Lu Fan didn't answer.

Want to save them?

Lu Fan has seen too many life and death farewells in the past 20 years.

As the God of Destruction, Lu Fan often destroys planets with life, even planets inhabited by humans.

There will be separation between life and death on a planet inhabited by humans.

Even the most vicious human beings will still have similar situations.

But Lu Fan had to destroy them.

Because keeping them will have a greater impact on the resources of the universe.

This is just like when Beerus asked Frieza to destroy Planet Vegeta, it actually makes the same sense.

The existence of Saiyans on Planet Vegeta will also have a great impact on the balance of the universe.

Therefore, Lu Fan did not hate Beerus.

That's Beerus' job.

Now, seeing that these soldiers will die in battle, Lu Fan is still in a relatively calm mood.

Anyway, they will be resurrected after death.

It would be unnecessary to save him now.

Namek and his party are also bound to go.

"This beast!" Klin couldn't stand it anymore and ran towards it.

"Leave him alone, he's gone!" Bick shouted.

"You hate it!" After saying these words, Klin quickly headed in the direction of Tianjin Fan.

"Nosy little bald man!" Naba snorted coldly and waved his hand gently.

"Boom!"

A beam of energy flame hit directly in front of Klin's movement, leaving a bottomless pit on the ground.

Klin was almost hit and sat on the edge of the pit with a look of shock and horror on his face.

Is this guy human?

"Hey? Where's the dumpling?" Klin suddenly came to his senses, "He was beside me just now. Was he beaten to death?"

"You...what did you say?" Tianjin Fan's expression changed again and again.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, dumplings came quickly from a distance and stuck to Naba's back.

"Dumplings!" Klin exclaimed.

Tianjin Fan even had a look of despair in his eyes.

"Hmph, what do you want to do, you little thing? Get out of here!" Naba desperately tried to grab the dumpling on his back.

However, Naba's arms were relatively short, so he couldn't reach it.

"What do you want to do with dumplings? Leave him quickly!" Tianjin Fan shouted loudly.

"Brother Tian, ​​goodbye, you must survive!" Dumpling said.

"Boom!"

Dumpling exploded with powerful energy and exploded on the spot.

A thick cloud of smoke emerged from the area where Naba was.

"Dumpling!" Tianjin Fan shouted Dumpling's name loudly, his pupils shrinking together.

"Even the dumplings are dead..." Bulma said solemnly.

"The little guy died together with the Saiyans. How brave." Piccolo breathed a sigh of relief.

The smoke in the sky gradually dissipated, revealing Nabana's intact body.

"Heh heh heh, you guys are wasting your efforts, you don't even know how scary the Saiyans are!" Nappa smiled softly.

Piccolo and the other four people's eyes widened, with endless shock in their eyes.

None of this killed him.

No, let alone killing him, even the armor on his body was not blown to pieces.

"Hmph, wait until I kill that three-eyed monster, and then I will take care of you slowly." Naba said with a smile.

"Dumpling was once revived by the Dragon Ball... He can no longer be resurrected..." Tianjin Fan's whole body was trembling violently.

"Hey, three-eyed monster, I will send you to that world immediately to meet your companions. You'd better thank me." Naba laughed.

"Listen, there was a flaw at the moment he attacked!" Piccolo suddenly said, "We will wait for the opportunity later."

With that said, Piccolo told Krillin and Gohan about his battle plan.

"Okay!" Klin nodded solemnly.

"Go to hell! Three-eyed monster!" Naba swooped down from the sky, intending to beat Tianjin Fan to death.

Tianjin Fan did not sit still and waited for death, secretly condensing Qigong cannons in his hands.