Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

This black-haired young man who appeared out of nowhere seemed to have an inexplicable appeal, which made the Wusenryu disciples subconsciously want to trust him, so he took the senbei from the man's hand, put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed Down.

The Wusenryu disciple was leaning very weakly on the big tree behind him. After eating the fairy beans, his eyes widened and he suddenly felt that all the energy in his body was restored at this moment. Not only that, all the energy in his body was restored. All the old and new injuries have also disappeared.

He looked at the black-haired young man in front of him in disbelief and asked blankly: "Who...are you?"

"hold head high--"

At this moment, the high-pitched chirping of the phoenix sounded from the sky again, the sound was passionate and seemed very excited.

But over there, the phoenix had just attacked from behind. It was wrapped in Wu Tian's powerful skills. It spread its wings, burning with surging Qigong flames. When the wings were flapped, a fierce wind swept up and aimed at the person in the air. The demon warriors and Big Demon King Piccolo slapped them away and fell down.

"Where did the dead bird come from?!" The demon warrior was furious. He raised his palm and a crimson qigong wave hit the phoenix in the sky!

However, the phoenix flapped its wings, hid, and let out a long groan.

"Damn it!!" The demon warrior gritted his teeth. He shot continuously with both palms, boom boom boom, and more than a dozen qigong waves shot out from his palms in an instant. However, the Phoenix was defeated by Wu Tian's skill and The techniques taught were easily avoided one by one. Although its body was large, it was constantly moving in the air, but it could barely miss every qigong wave.

The fiery red shadow passed through the fire net of the demon warriors with an elegant posture, as graceful as a swimming dragon. It stretched its wings and screamed loudly. The wings were filled with strong Qigong flames, like a boiling flaming knife!

call out!

The phoenix flew towards the demon warrior at high speed and pulled out a white sword light belt!

In this short period of time, the demon warrior's eyes gradually widened, and a look of disbelief appeared in his pupils bit by bit. The bright white sword light reflected in his eyes, and then drowned him.

The light of the knife passed by.

The crimson phoenix flapped its wings, stopped its momentum, and suddenly stopped behind the huge demon warrior. Its crimson wings were burning with thick white flames. It flapped its wings again, and the phoenix floated into the air.

A circle of blood appeared on the neck of the demon warrior, and a hoarse voice of "ho ho ho" sounded in his mouth, and he even still had an unbelievable look on his face. Immediately afterwards, his head and neck were misplaced and separated, the fire of life was extinguished, and the head and body fell toward the forest below.

The demon warriors who even the gods of the earth were helpless were defeated so easily by a bird.

Big Demon King Piccolo was floating below with his mouth open, he was simply dumbfounded!

He originally wanted to take action first, show off in front of the demon warriors, and kill this stupid bird!

fine!

Fortunately, he was a step too late to take action! Otherwise... the one with the head and head in two places now is him, right? Big Demon King Piccolo was breaking out in a cold sweat. He looked at the phoenix flapping its wings in the air above, but staring at him with shining eyes. His hands and feet felt cold, and his heart was miserable. He didn't expect that just a hundred years later, his majestic Big Piccolo would The Demon King can't even defeat such a bird?

The phoenix flapped its wings and floated in the air, looking down at Demon King Piccolo, but it had no intention of taking action like it did just now.

Piccolo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He could not afford to offend the demonic being that could easily kill him, whether it was a human or a bird. Suddenly, "Huh?" He noticed... the aura of the Wusenryu disciple on the ground suddenly became stronger.

Glancing down, Piccolo's eyes immediately widened, and he blurted out: "Is that you!?" He pointed to a young man with black hair standing next to the Musen-ryu disciple in front of the big tree below, gnashing his teeth in hatred. .

How could he forget this face?

It has been sealed in Mo Fengbo's rice cooker for a hundred years, and for more than 30,000 years, every day he has to recall this hateful, hateful, and shameful face over and over again! If this little thief hadn't disrupted his mind with words, how could that old guy Wu Taidou have sealed him?

"Who are you, and the Great Demon King Piccolo recognizes you?" The Wusenryu disciple had fully recovered. He leaned against the big tree and asked the black-haired young man squatting beside him, while turning his head to look at the sky.

He also heard the words "It's you" that Big Devil Piccolo just said. Of course, he could also hear the utter hatred in these two short words... Such a young person could actually be with a hundred years. Do you know the former Demon King Piccolo?

"Me?" The black-haired young man looked calm and stood up slowly.

At the same time, in the process, his face also changed...

The Wu Xianliu disciple said "Huh?", turned around, looked at Wu Tian who was getting up, looked at his face, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

I saw that as Wu Tian slowly stood up from the ground, wrinkles began to appear on his face, and his thick black hair seemed to have lost its vitality, and even some roots began to turn white.

By the time Wu Tian straightened up completely, his face had become the same as when he left the Wusenryu Gym and drifted away to collect the Dragon Balls. He had returned to his middle-aged appearance.

"Ancestor, Ancestor, Ancestor?!" The Wuxianliu disciple was speechless and was so shocked that he couldn't say anything.

Wu Tian said softly: "Don't be afraid." His cold eyes were like lightning, and he glanced at the great Demon King Piccolo who was floating in the air and spitting fire at him above the woods. He sneered: "It seems that you still recognize me!"

"You bastard, burn it to ashes and I will recognize you!!" Big Demon King Piccolo gritted his teeth, but did not dare to act rashly. The scary big bird above him did not know where he came from. Just now, the demon warrior had nothing. He was beheaded for doing it, so how could he dare to act without permission?

Moreover... Wu Tian changed from young to old under his nose, which also made him feel shocked and suspicious.

‘I can’t believe how strong this kid is. Why do I have a bad feeling? 'The Great Demon King Piccolo was beating in his heart and kept comforting himself. After all, he is only a human being. He has to grow old after more than a hundred years. His youthful appearance just now was just his little trick. No matter how many tricks he has, this Demon King can still be the same. The slap teaches him how to behave.

Well, let’s wait until the scary bird goes away first...

Then, he saw the middle-aged Wu Tian on the ground waving to the phoenix behind Demon King Piccolo. The phoenix chirped happily, flapped its wings and flew down, folding its wings obediently. It landed on Wu Tian's shoulder and pecked Wu Tian's clothes affectionately with its beak.

Wu Tian looked at the Big Demon King Piccolo in the sky. After so many years, his murderous intention in the world of Naruto had already been worn away by hundreds of years of martial arts practice, but at this moment...he once again clearly felt Here it is, the murderous intention emerging from the bottom of my heart.

"Tell me, are you committing suicide, or do you want me to do it?" Wu Tian simply stood there, not exuding any powerful aura, or even much murderous intent, and just spoke coldly.

But the Great Demon King Piccolo was already as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His expression was extremely ugly, and his body seemed to be slowly shaking. Looking at the docile look of the big red bird on Wu Tian's shoulder, his heart seemed to be squeezed tightly.

The premonition of death enveloped him.

When I first came out of the seal and saw the demon warrior, I had a strong sense of crisis that I had never experienced before. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net No, it should be said that it was a sense of death, just like what I saw and felt now, but it was already dead in the future. It's just a replay of my own death.

"Ahhhh!!" Big Demon King Piccolo yelled like crazy and flew into the air like crazy.

Want to run?

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Tian's mouth. He raised his palm and clenched it into claws, boom! A white stream of substantial Qigong erupted from his palm, turning into a dragon that came first and caught up with the great Demon King Piccolo who was trying to escape!

Big Demon King Piccolo looked horrified. He watched helplessly as the white dragon chasing behind him opened its mouth and transformed into a huge white Qigong palm. Bang! The claws of his hands suddenly clenched, holding the Big Demon Piccolo in his palm.

Creak, creak...

The qigong palm continued to shrink, and Big Demon King Piccolo's body crackled. It was the bones and muscles that were forcibly crushed by the irresistible force. Green veins bulged all over his body. Looking down at the huge palm holding him, Wu Tian was also looking at him indifferently. (To be continued.):