Sixty-Two, Wu Xian Shen Fist!

The Kurdish King was shocked. The aura of the Super Saiyan in front of him was completely different from before!

Kakarot slapped his palm, as fast as lightning!

hateful!

The Kurd King's eyes widened, and he never dared to take the palm forcefully, but suddenly it was difficult to dodge. In desperation, strong energy light burst out from his eyes and shot towards the palm of Kakarot's palm!

crackling

Kakarot's face was cold, tiny arcs of electricity were running on his palms, and he didn't avoid it!

Boom, the palm of his hand collided with the sight of the Kurdish King.

………

far away.

After all, No. 18 has only been practicing for a short period of time, and his ability to distinguish qi is not as sophisticated as that of Sun Wukong, Tianjin Fan, Klin, and Piccolo. It is really difficult to see clearly from a distance of more than ten kilometers based on eyesight alone.

She was confused and thought: "What's going on with this sudden appearance of qi? Is it Sun Wukong? No, it's impossible. Sun Wukong's qi can't be so malicious and violent... Who is it?" Suddenly, She was shocked in her heart and thought of someone, "It's Kakarot! Yes, it's only Kakarot! Isn't this guy Bulma never came out again after that incident four years ago?"

………

Phew, the three Tianjin fans are coming.

Klin's eyes moved and he looked in one direction. He saw a green shadow flying quickly. He waved and shouted from afar: "Hey, Piccolo!"

"Huh?" Piccolo also saw the three of them, thought about it, and moved closer to the flight path.

Tianjin Fan asked: "Have you cleared the place where the Kurdish King and his spaceship landed?"

Piccolo squeaked coldly and said, "Who do you think I am?"

Tianjin Fan was not impressed by Bick's attitude, knowing that this person was used to this.

Piccolo frowned and looked forward, and said in a deep voice: "On the other hand, Sun Wukong...what happened? That energy must be from Kakarot, right?"

Tianjin Fan looked at Klin, and the person who was most familiar with Sun Wukong among them was of course Klin, his direct brother.

Clinton paused and said slowly: "I think it was Wukong who used the power of the Kurdish King to force Kakarot out." He smiled and said: "Kakarot has been disappearing in the past few years. Wukong may also feel that he is missing. Just make a rival."

Piccolo asked again: "Then what's going on with this power? Is Kakarot's power stronger than Sun Wukong just a moment ago?"

Klin said: "That is divinity! The power hidden in the Saiyan bloodline, Master said, in the battle four years ago, Kakarot successfully explored this power. I think his silence in the past four years, He must have been cultivating this power at a deep level!"

Tianjin Fan showed a surprised look and murmured: "The divinity in the Saiyan blood...it seems to be the essential power of Super Saiyan!" He distinguished it carefully and muttered to himself: "Sun Wukong's Super Saiyan Asians are becoming less and less like Super Saiyans. It seems that they only retain the stronger power of Super Saiyans, but not the temperament of Super Saiyans. And this Kakarot, I am afraid that he has relied on the divinity of comprehension. , further inspired the power of Super Saiyan!"

………

"What's wrong? Is that all you have?"

A puff of green smoke rose up, leaving only shallow marks on Kakarot's right palm, with no damage at all.

He looked at the sullen "large version of Frieza" across from him and said with an evil smile.

The blond hair stood on end, and there were even fewer bangs on his forehead, leaving only a curl in the middle and a short tuft on both sides. The golden flames erupted fiercely, and the outline was like a needle-pointed wheat light, and he was surrounded by lightning arcs, which were dense and dense. It was like being in a cloud of thunder and lightning.

Earth-shattering power accumulated in his golden light, and the air around him seemed to be dented by this heavy force.

The Kurdish King's face was naturally ugly, and he asked: "Who are you?! You are definitely not the idiot just now!"

Kakarot narrowed his eyes and said: "Idiot? Hey, are you summing up accurately! But..." His voice suddenly turned cold, "As a dead person, you have no right to ask questions!"

Whoosh

He disappears.

"You bastard!!" the Kurdish king roared angrily.

His whole body bulged, the already swollen muscles became fuller and full of power, and the purple aura on his body became more intense.

Crackling!

Purple-white electric arcs also appeared, dancing and dancing around his purple energy light group.

"Oh? He's quite capable..." Kakarot appeared in front of the Kurdish King in a flash, with one hand already placed in front of the Kurdish King's face. His eyes were like blood-colored jasper, and his palms lit up with a dark golden light, " But he’s just a more powerful dead person!”

Boom!

An astonishing explosion of black smoke appeared, followed by a burst of fire.

The huge sound was even heard by No. 18, who was ten kilometers away. The shock wave even reached her side. When she looked down, she saw that the sea water was boiling. Some animals scattered in a hurry, and some simply uttered words. Some even had their hearts broken and their spleens broken, and they were frightened to death under the horrific pressure.

"A terrible battle... That Kakarot, I didn't expect him to be so powerful..." No. 18 murmured, and suddenly another muffled sound echoed. She looked again, and the clouds in the sky had already been swept away. It was clean, but there was a cloud of black smoke in the direction of the battlefield over there.

call

There was a burst of energy in the black smoke, as if a hole had been poked in a black bag, and a strong air flow was sprayed out, leaving a twisted trail of air.

No. 18 knew that it was the two men fighting in the black smoke.

The distance is too far, and it takes time for the loud noise to propagate, so it is not synchronized with the picture seen by the eyes.

call

call

boom!

boom!

call

The smoke spurted out from the black smoke at a high speed, leaving behind twisted trajectories that shot out in all directions, so that when viewed from a distance, No. 18 seemed to have become a blurry black shadow, shrouded in a more... In the big twisted heat.

Boom! !

The blurry black shadow disappeared in an instant, and was blown away from it, sweeping away cleanly, leaving behind two figures in the struggle, purple electric light, golden electric light.

"Is this all you have? How dare you deny the identity of a dead man?" In the golden lightning, Kakarot smiled wildly, which was in line with his angry and violent tyrannical power that surpassed that of a Super Saiyan!

Under the pressure of the golden electric light, the purple electric light was pushed into an absolute disadvantage step by step.

The Kurdish king was originally taller than Kakarot, but he had to be pressed down by the opponent's foot, causing him to bend down. His eyes were red, unable to bear the insult, and his anger surged out, almost burning his whole body.

He gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Damn guy!!"

………

During the flight, Piccolo's face darkened slightly after listening to Klin's words. His eyes changed several times, as if he was thinking of himself. Finally, he exhaled and said with a smile: "It seems that Kakarot... has been beaten." I have made up my mind to get rid of Sun Wukong’s body completely!”

Klin nodded and recalled: "Yes, Master is like this too. He once...Kakarot and Goku have both found their own way, and whichever one of them succeeds first will be able to get rid of the other..."

Tianjin Fan asked in astonishment: "What does this mean?"

Krillin scratched his head and muttered, "I don't know, either. If Kakarot's path refers to the power of Saiyan blood, then what does Goku's refer to?"

Tianjin Fan, Dumpling, Klin, and Bic were silent for a while, and suddenly they thought of something at the same time, and they looked at each other.

"Could it be?!"

………

"Is this the other person in that child's heart?" the elder asked.

"Yes, his name is Kakarot, and he is a pure Saiyan." Wu Tian nodded, showing a smile, "It seems that he has indeed mastered the angry divinity of the Saiyan ancestor... Only then can things come naturally. Inspire your bloodline again and break through to Super Saiyan 2!"

Neru glanced at him, Super Saiyan 2?

The great elder sighed: "Super Saiyan... is indeed worthy of his reputation. He is really powerful!" Suddenly the topic changed, "However, since this power is inspired by the consciousness called Kakarot, your disciple can also …”

Wu Tian flicked his fingers and said slowly: "Wukong finally conquered the power of Super Saiyan with great difficulty, and his skills reached a state of perfection. How could he abandon the basics and pursue the kind of power that is completely different from his own?" He showed a satisfied smile and said: "He also has his own way to go!"

………

"You...what are you causing trouble?!" Kakarot said angrily.

At this time, his arms were shaking and he was unable to attack again. Half of his face had an angry and evil expression, while the other half of his face had returned to the calm and calm look of Sun Wukong before.

Sun Wukong's expression infected half of Kakarot's face. He smiled faintly and said, "Just make sure you didn't die for no reason. As for this opponent... don't compete with me."

Kakarot only had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and before disappearing, he said: "Hmph, it will take a long time to deal with such a piece of trash..."

The Kurdish king was covered in bruises and looked at him in shock from the opposite side.

Phew, Sun Wukong took a deep breath, twisted his neck, and muttered: "What a strong load, this guy is so messy!"

He has become weak!

The Kurdish king's pupils shrank and his heart skipped a beat. "He has turned back into the same person at the beginning! Although I don't know what's going on, I must not let this opportunity go!!" There was a trace of cruelty in his eyes. Sexy, "Kill him with one move before he can react!!"

boom!

The purple electric light on his body exploded, and his momentum climbed to the extreme.

………

Tianjin Fan, Klin, Piccolo, and Dumpling approached the battlefield. No. 18, who was watching the battle more than ten kilometers away, spotted them. He frowned and flew over, shouting: "Don't come any closer! Go back to find Wu Xianren." !Kakarot has disappeared, Sun Wukong can’t defeat that person!”

Klin and others looked at each other.

Piccolo snorted coldly, but stopped, crossed his arms, and said: "Sun Wukong can't defeat that person? Not necessarily!"

No. 18 sneered, "You should have noticed just now, right? Before Kakarot appeared, Sun Wukong had been suppressed by that person! He had almost no power to fight back!"

Tianjin Fan shook his head and said: "If this is really the case, UU Reading www.uukanshu.netｔSun Wukong will not let Kakarot come out. He is not the kind of person who makes others pity... let alone Kakarot!"

Krillin smiled and said: "Only when he thinks that he will not lose to his opponent, will Goku be willing to take this opportunity to awaken Kakarot."

No. 18 was puzzled and asked: "What do you mean? Does Sun Wukong have any other trump cards? Or has he hidden his strength before?"

Klin said: "Don't forget, Wukong's Wu Xian Fist has always been ahead of us..."

No. 18 smiled coldly and said: "Are you out of your mind? Didn't Sun Wufan pass it? The Wuxian Fist has two limits, one is fifty times, and the other is 100 million combat power... If you reach any of them, Wuxian Fist will The punches may have failed! Son Goku’s Super Saiyan power has already exceeded 100 million combat power, right?”

Bick looked at the battlefield in the distance, where a purple electric light that covered the sky was erupting, and whispered: "The Kurdish King is going to make a desperate move!"

Tianjin Fan said slowly: "What if... Wukong breaks these two limits?"

No. 18 was stunned, "How is that possible? Even the Wuxian people don't have that..."

………

The purple electric light rushed towards Sun Wukong like a thunderous roar.

He wants to kill with one strike!

Boom, boom, as if there is a rolling electric dragon accompanying it, the momentum is earth-shattering, thunder is brewing, and the waves are rising into the sky.

Sun Wukong's arrogance returned to the shape of a flame, as if it was tepid, quiet and peaceful. He danced with his hands, lowered his waist and raised his hands high in the air, and made a Wu Xian style. His green eyes reflected the rush towards him. With the purple electric light, he lowered his eyes and uttered a few words calmly.

"Twice, Wu Xian... Divine Fist!"

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