"A friend of Monkey King? Oh, it turned out to be that Yaqi Luobei, this guy is really dead, and he has lived to this day." No.18 smiled, licked his lips, and smiled like a devil.
Yakilobe looked at the artificial man who appeared suddenly, and was startled at first. He woke up most of the time in a drunken state, and then he smiled, suddenly no longer fearful.
This time he encountered the artificial man head-on, and he knew he had no chance of escape. "I've been evading for so long, so tired, I really don't want to run away." With tears in the corners of his eyes, his messy and split hair was almost a ball of dirt, and he suddenly realized that he had been embarrassed for so long.
"The earth has been ruined like this by you, are you very happy?" Yakilobe dropped the wine bottle with a "pop", the glass broke, the wine splashed all over the floor, and a cold light flashed by. , As the electric light rises, Yakilobi drew the knife from his waist and slashed it at No. 18.
clang! The fingers collided with the blade.
Yakilobe's attack was blocked.
No. 18 casually stretched out two fingers with a smile, and playfully clamped the knife that Yaqilobe slashed and slashed, like a frosty cheek exuding a chill, a burst of anger, a cold smile, fingers Suddenly exerting force, Yaqi Luobei was bounced out and landed on the ground, sliding more than ten meters before stopping.
No. 18 shook his arm and stepped forward coldly.
"Ahem!" Yaqilobei got up from the ground embarrassedly, his body propped on a large knife. Years of alcoholism, avoidance, and self-anaesthesia have hollowed out his body. The roots of the martial arts school have been completely lost, and it is vain. The body is not as full of vitality as it was when I was young.
But at this time, Yaqi Luobe will not shamelessly think that he is still a martial artist. When the earth is facing a crisis, the real martial artist will stand up and fight the enemy. Even if he died in battle, his death would be honorable. Without this qualification, he never considered himself a martial artist.
At this time, he was not facing an artificial man as a martial artist, but a basic earth person who was tortured by reality and chose to escape in the end but could no longer escape.
"Hey, it really hurts!" Yakilobe grinned, shaking his body.
Cyborg No.17 was indifferent, looking at Yakilobei's eyes as if he was looking at an ant, and told No.18 to make an early move: "No.18, get rid of this guy directly." He was not interested in wasting time on this waste. above.
"Yeah!" No. 18 answered without looking back, licking his lips, and the delicate smile showed a cruel smile.
Shattered, the white arms were raised in mid-air, fingers seemed to be swaying the clear water, and suddenly there was a fascinating halo dotted with dots in front of him, and orange energy bombs that were as thin as peanuts were condensed. , Layer upon layer is like a group of black wasps gathered together.
The energy bomb is small, but the enchanting halo exudes an eerie atmosphere of terror.
call out! call out! call out!
The tiny orange energy projectile shot out like a bullet, and the slender fire snake pierced the sky, leaving a straight and fuzzy track. Numerous light spots attacked Yaqilobe as the target.
At this moment, there were mottled and shiny spots in his sight. The more the crisis came, Yakilobe felt relieved like never before, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile. I finally stopped escaping. I shouldn't have survived ten years ago, and now I am finally leaving this world.
Yakilobe laughed mockingly.
Puff puff! A small spot of light penetrated Yaqilobe's body, blood splashed all over the ground, Yaqilobei's fat and floating body fell down, shaking up a piece of yellow sand...
Looking at Yakilobei's body full of bullet holes, there was a slight smile on his face, which was particularly dazzling. No.17 glanced uncomfortably, walked over and patted No.18 on the shoulder, and said, "Go, let's leave this small town, and I will destroy some more cities."
"Okay!" Number 18 smiled, raised her hand and gently stroked her blond hair.
At this moment, two powerful breaths fell from the sky, bringing a touch of strangeness to the city that had been in ruins.
"Robots on the 17th and 18th, your end is here!" The orange-red figure appeared in front of the cyborgs, and Monkey King looked at them with indignation.
Along the way, cyborgs on the 17th and 18th destroyed hundreds of cities and towns, and the number of deaths exceeded one million! For people on Earth whose total population is already small, such a loss can be described as painful.
Suddenly, Monkey King saw clearly the face of the tragic death on the ground, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face became even more ugly.
"Yakilobe..." Monkey King whispered softly. He was not very familiar with Yaqilobei, but he had only seen him faintly a few times when he was a child. However, Yaqi Luobei had some friendship with his father, Sun Wukong, and such a person also died in the hands of the cyborg.
It is unforgivable!
Monkey King roared angrily, and in a blink of an eye he transformed into a super Saiyan form. He saw his golden hair fluttering in the air waves, and his emerald green pupils did not show any luster.
"It's Sun Wufan again, as well as the Golden Flame Warrior before, huh, you really are in a group! Well, sending them to the door together saves me the time to look for." No.17's face is cold and stern. His face suddenly laughed.
"Gohan, I'll leave it to you on the 17th!" Xia also noticed Yakilobe's death, and said to Gohan, but turned his eyes to the robot 18.
"Yes!" Sun Wufan nodded, and immediately locked in his aura, staring firmly at Robot No. 17.
"Hahaha, you want to defeat me because of you, a defeated general. It's ridiculous! Last time you let you get a chance to save your life, but you didn't hide well but took the initiative to find the door. You are so eloquent, you Saiyan are so unaware of current affairs. !" No.17's voice is low, and his heart is like a burning fireball, and it will explode at any time.
"I am different now, and today you will surely be defeated." Monkey King's cold voice sounded.
"Good, good!" No.17 smiled instead of anger, but there was a shuddering coldness in his eyes.
Bang! Like thunder and tremor.
The sudden emergence of great power caused the ground to sink abruptly. Several handfuls of sand splashed up. Cyborg No. 17 had a short body and had already launched an attack on Monkey King. For a while, the terrible power of overwhelming mountains and seas surged out, No. 17 sneered. , The tip of the fist condenses a red halo.
For Monkey King, No. 17 no longer has any thoughts of playing tricks, and just wants to kill the other party!
Faced with the astonishing attack on the 17th, Monkey King held his face calmly, with his arms on his chest, bang! Abruptly accepting the onslaught of No.17, the ground trembled, cracking lines, but the body did not move at all.
"What!" No.17 was startled, and his body reflexively jumped out more than ten meters.
Monkey King smiled slightly. Through the collision just now, he was already confident. Compared with his strength, his 800 million combat power was already higher than that of Cyborg 17. The only regret is that the outbreak of Super Saiyan was short-lived and could not last forever. , And artificial humans have unlimited physical strength.
"How is it possible that your power has grown so much overnight!"
No.17's face yelled in horror, and his heart sank immediately. This damn Golden Flame warrior had hidden so deeply. If he had known it earlier, he should have been eradicated as soon as possible. Now he is already in trouble.