Time Travel Begins with Dragon Ball

Bai Yifei's simple words instantly ignited the blood and anger of tens of thousands of elite riders, roaring into the sky, which can be described as amazing.

"This is a big trouble!" Han Fei's face was solemn, but he did not expect that Bai Yifei would have such prestige in front of these soldiers.

In this situation, Bai Yifei smiled and looked at Sun Wukong: "Your martial arts are indeed unparalleled in the world, I have only seen it in my life, but when the manpower is finally exhausted, you have already exhausted before, I don't know that kind of attack. , how many times can you come again? With my Ice Lance team here, the elite cavalry is as high as [-], and tens of thousands of elite soldiers are still on their way. What do you think, how many chances do you have?"

When Han Fei and the others heard the words, their expressions changed slightly. In fact, they had already thought about this issue. No matter how strong martial arts are, in front of thousands of troops, it is not worth mentioning. People are still people after all, and they always have physical strength. when exhausted.

"Master, why don't we...let's retreat for a while?" Zi Nu showed concern, she believed that with Sun Wukong's martial arts, no one could stop him if he wanted to leave.

"What? Do you think so too?" Sun Wukong looked at Zi Nu with a smile on his face.

But there is no need for her to answer, because everything can be seen from her expression.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong suddenly burst out laughing: "Interesting! Really interesting!"

Sun Wukong looked at the confident Bai Yifei with a playful face, and said indifferently: "Don't you want to see how many times I can attack like that again, then, please be careful."

Saying that, with one hand held high, the lightsaber in the sky flashed into the sky again in an instant, and this time, it was more and wider than before, and it had already widened the entire sky above Xinzheng!

"This...this...this...this is impossible!!"

Seeing this, Bai Yifei's expression changed drastically, and he lost his voice in shock.

What kind of means is this?He didn't even try his best before? ! !

"The power of the ants dares to compete with Haoyue for glory, and being my enemy is a mistake in itself. Thousands of troops are just a number in my eyes, one person...a hundred people...one hundred thousand...millions... It's all the same to me."

"Wait~Wait~~ Brother Wukong, wait first!!" Han Fei saw that Sun Wukong was about to make a move, and hurriedly shouted to stop it. These are all Korean heritage. If they were all killed by Sun Wukong, how would Korea Not far from extinction!

However, Sun Wukong ignored Han Fei at all, waved his hand lightly, and the lightsaber rained down in an instant, ruthlessly killing again...

Chapter [-]: The art of the sword, the art of invincibility

The so-called thousands of elite soldiers are still wiped out in an instant.

That scene, which looked a bit funny, came in a mighty way, but it was just to die.

The tens of thousands of elite soldiers who were rushing to the city were also attacked by Jian Yu, and they had no way to resist.

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers, if they were ordinary people, even if they killed him for seven days and seven nights, they would not be able to kill them.

For a time, there was a strong bloody aura that was frightening and disturbing in the city of Xinzheng.

The common people thought that God was angry, and fell to their knees, kowtowing and praying...

"Is that human being?!!"

Han Fei looked at the corpse all over the ground, and looked at the figure of Sun Wukong, and was shocked and stunned.

The expressions of Wei Zhuang and the others were also shaken.

It turns out that the power of one person can really shake an entire country!

With such earth-shattering swordsmanship, what kind of army can match?

Han Fei swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and was convinced: "No wonder he said that unifying the seven countries is really simple and boring. With such strength, it would be easy to unify the seven countries!"

At first, Han Fei thought that Sun Wukong had the wisdom to pacify the world, but now he realized that what he believed in was not his own wisdom, but his invincible strength.

"You... what kind of martial arts is this?!!" Bai Yifei looked at the corpses all around him, and watched Sun Wukong with a heavy heart. Tens of thousands of elite soldiers, if he said they were destroyed, he would be destroyed. He was really desperate. Incomparable, what kind of monster did they offend?

Sun Wukong looked indifferent: "The art of mastering the sword."

"The art of the sword...the invincible art!!" Bai Yifei exclaimed in amazement: "It seems that we have not lost injustice, there are people like you in the world! Everything we carefully planned was so easily destroyed by you. , It turns out that in the face of absolute strength, everything is really vulnerable!"

After speaking, his feet moved slightly.

But at this moment, Wei Zhuang's figure flashed, and he was already in front of him, the shark teeth in his hand pointed at him, and he said indifferently: "Do you think you can still walk?"

"If you don't try, how will you know?"

Bai Yifei's body was surging with cold air, forming a cold current that rushed into the sky. The ground was covered with frost, and he was holding two swords.

"Do you want to break through from me, you seem to have overestimated your own strength!"

Wei Zhuang's face turned cold, his violent breath leaked out, and he collided directly with Bai Yifei. The two fought together in an instant, swords and swords, and a stormy offensive collided.

Surprisingly, Bai Yifei and Wei Zhuang were evenly matched, and in a short period of time, it was impossible to tell the winner.

After fighting dozens of tricks, he failed to break through Wei Zhuang. Bai Yifei had to back away, stared at him, and exclaimed in amazement: "When you are angry, the princes are afraid, and you live in peace, and the world will rest. Guigu disciples really deserve their reputation!"

"You—not bad."

Wei Zhuang, who rarely admires people, is also rare to say such a thing. Although he is an enemy, Bai Yifei's strength has obviously been affirmed by him.

Sun Wukong stepped forward and looked at Bai Yifei: "I just happen to lack a weapon. I think your two swords are good, or else, let me play."

Bai Yifei heard the words, his face changed slightly, his spirit was tense, and his face was vigilant. As a swordsman, the sword is their life. If you want a sword, you are asking for his life. The thing he has been worried about has happened— - He's about to shoot.

"It seems that this time is really doomed!" Bai Yifei sighed slightly. Facing Wei Zhuang, he still had the confidence to get out of his body, but facing Sun Wukong, he felt hopeless.

Sun Wukong looked at Bai Yifei with a flat face, and said, "You don't have to think about delaying time anymore. The tens of thousands of elite soldiers who were rushing here were also killed by me just now."

"..." Bai Yifei shook his hands and was speechless.

However, Han Fei shouted: "Brother Wukong, you are not telling the truth, are you? You really killed all the tens of thousands of elite soldiers?"

Sun Wukong was too lazy to answer.