Dragon Ball Counterattack Legend

The battle between Super Seventeen and the Dragon Ball Warriors was so intense that the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dark. The entire battlefield was like a doomsday scene, the impact of energy made the earth tremble, and the sky was torn into hideous cracks.

Being in hell, Piccolo was anxious and quickly contacted Dandy.

"Hey, Dandy, we have to open the gate of hell and let Wukong out like those two No. 17s!" Piccolo shouted at the top of his voice, looking anxious as if his butt was on fire. Piccolo was so anxious that his hair almost stood up, just like a lit firecracker!

"Okay, I got it, let's get started!" Dandy responded without hesitation.

Afterwards, the two of them put all their efforts into trying to open the gate of hell. But the coordination was terrible. Every time they were about to succeed, either Piccolo used his strength in the wrong direction, like a drunk puncher, or Dandy was a beat slower, as if he was sleepwalking.

"Oh my, what's going on!" Piccolo stamped his feet anxiously, like a jumping grasshopper. He looked so anxious that if you didn't know him, you would think he was going to take off from the spot!

"I don't understand either. We don't have any tacit understanding!" Dandy looked helpless, his facial features almost squeezed together. Dandy must be thinking: Brother Bick, can you be more reliable?

At this time, Wukong could not help but shout: "Hey, you guys set the rhythm, 123, 123, Xingman Mo Ke! Come on! Come on!" Wukong was getting anxious watching from the side, wondering why these two guys were so stupid!

Under Wukong's command, the gate of hell finally opened slowly with a roar. A strong light shot out, Wukong raised his mouth corners, revealing a calm smile, and "whoosh" turned into a stream of light and rushed out to fight. Piccolo and Dendy collapsed to the ground in exhaustion, gasping for breath, the sound was like a bellows. Piccolo and Dendy, these two guys, really worked hard but got nothing in return, they were exhausted like two fish that were about to die.

On the battlefield, the Dragon Ball Warriors were gradually at a disadvantage, the blood dyed the ground red, and everyone was covered with scars. Only Vegeta was still stubbornly persisting, struggling with Super Seventeen.

When the situation became extremely critical, Vegeta opened his eyes wide and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Friends, we can't just fall down like this! For the peace and justice of the world, for everything we are protecting, stand up! Even if we only have the last bit of strength left, we must fight to the end!"

Encouraged by Vegeta, the wounded Dragon Ball warriors gritted their teeth, stood up again with difficulty, and the flames of hope ignited in their eyes.

They rejoined the fight, each move carrying a determination to die. However, Super Seventeen was too powerful, and attacked them mercilessly like a demon.

The Dragon Ball Warriors fell one after another, some fell in a pool of blood and could not move, while others were struggling to hold on but were about to collapse. However, their eyes were still firm, and they did not flinch at all.

Vegeta fought like crazy, pouring his last bit of strength and faith into every move. Sweat poured down like rain, his breath became disordered, but his eyes were as firm as steel. This guy was simply possessed by a desperate man!

On the fierce battlefield, every collision was horrific, with each punch hitting the flesh and each blow drawing blood. The smell of blood was so strong that it could make people faint. This scene was simply a bloody "meat grinder"!

Super Seventeen was like a crazy demon, beating everyone to the ground, blood splattered like a fountain, and even embedded in bones. The battlefield was turbulent like fireworks, and the turtle wave and qigong waves were fired randomly, the light was dazzling, and the energy was rampant, as if it was going to tear the world apart. Everyone was fighting for their lives, engaging in a thrilling and desperate fight. This fight was too intense, and those who didn't know would think it was a "violent aesthetics" blockbuster!

Vegeta fought desperately, sweat splashed like a waterfall, his breath was chaotic, but his determined eyes remained unchanged. Vegeta was going to burn his "small universe" to ashes!

When Vegeta was almost exhausted, Kakarot's handsome and tall figure arrived like a beacon of hope.

Vegeta finally relaxed, looking at Kakarot weakly and muttering, "You're here..." Then he slowly closed his eyes and swayed his body as if he would fall down if the wind blew. Vegeta's relieved look was like a marathon runner who finally saw the finish line.