super dragon ball

Chapter 321 Demon Angel Shana

Shana picked up the heart and pressed it towards her broken chest. She saw that the heart gradually entered her chest, quickly connected with the blood vessels and arteries, and grew together. The devil's blood in the heart was in the heart. With the beating, it immediately flowed all over Shana's body.

At the same time, the demon blood in Shana's heart flowed all over Shana's body. Shana's physique changed rapidly. Her whole body suddenly enlarged, horns sprouted from her forehead, and a pair of huge blood-red flesh wings stretched out from her back. Come on,

"Shanna!" Smirlan was surprised and looked up at Shana, who was transformed into a demon.

Shana's whole body increased by three meters in height. She looked at the changes in her whole body and said, "There are actually devil genes in my body."

Then, the angelic power in Shana's body emerged quickly, suppressing the demon blood in Shana's body. Shana's three-meter-tall body quickly shrank, her horns faded, her wings retracted, and she gradually recovered. Into its original appearance.

"Miss!" Smirlan shouted happily when she saw Shana returned to her original appearance.

When the four gang leaders saw it, they were shocked and frightened. They cried, "Run!" and immediately ran away.

Shana's cold eyes were like blades as she looked at the four escaped gang leaders and said, "Kill them!"

"Yes, Miss!" Smirlan said, raising his two guns and firing a burst of fire.

"Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah!"

The four gang leaders and their men were shot and fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

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After Zhenqiang left, Danuna watched Zhenqiang fly into the sky and speed away. At this time, she heard a voice from all around:

"traitor."

The voice was elegant, haughty, full of contempt and coldness.

Danuna was startled, and saw a black figure rising straight up from the ground next to her. She was slender and tall, also three meters tall, with two black eyes shining with two lights, and a bunch of sticks hanging straight from the ground behind her back. The flowing black hair is none other than La Niona, the Dark Snake Lady.

When Danuna saw Laniona, the Dark Snake Lady, her face was filled with fear and she backed away.

The three-meter-tall Dark Snake Lady Laniona, wearing a tight black spacesuit, rose up from the ground. With one hand on her hip and one leg stretched diagonally, she assumed a casual posture. She looked condescendingly, arrogantly, and indifferently at Danuna. .

"I..., I am just an ordinary person now, and all my powers have been purified," Danuna said hurriedly.

"So, you are useless." The Dark Snake Lady said coldly and arrogantly in a beautiful and round voice. She stretched out a finger and flicked it towards Danuna.

"Huh!" The powerful force suddenly pounced away, bringing strong air and spraying it towards Danuna.

"Ah!" Danuna screamed loudly under the strong impact of power. Her whole body exploded and flew backwards. A piece of blood spurted away, and her whole body was reduced to pieces.

"Trash." The Dark Snake Lady's arrogant and indifferent eyes looked at the pieces of flesh and blood on the ground, and her body gradually descended, entering the ground as if entering water, and disappeared.

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"There must be an extraordinary reason for this." Magvi's clothes were in tatters, standing on the ruins, looking at the devastated New York City, with only the Statue of Liberty standing tall in the harbor.

Behind him stood Bill, Mock, Rose, Atek, who were also in tatters and with war marks on their faces.

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Shana stood on the top of a high building. She had both the power of angels and demons, as well as 20% of the energy red blood cells. The aura of power was rising all over her body. She looked at the ruins of New York City, and her back slowly opened. Opening two demon wings, a cold voice said: "From now on, I am the Queen of the Gangs, the Demon Angel, Shana-Melvaria."

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The really powerful Dragon Ball battle suit and super adamantium alloy gloves were shattered by a punch from the fourth dimension. With his bare chest, he drove a nuclear-powered small plane across the Pacific Ocean, facing the violent storm that came from the sea. , flying straight towards Beijing, China, to stop the Dark Snake Lady’s sixth legion.

One day and one night, he flew across the Pacific Ocean and arrived in Beijing.

Beijing is crowded with people and the flow is endless. Zhenqiang stands on a small nuclear-powered plane and looks down at the entire city of Beijing. The rolling high-rise buildings cover the city in the distance. It is the most prosperous city in China and has not been attacked by the Dark Snake Legion. Mark of.

He was naked on the chest and abdomen, his Dragon Ball combat uniform was in tatters, with pieces of cloth hanging on his body, and his invisibility function had been destroyed. He couldn't enter the city like this, otherwise he would have to be arrested at the police station.

First he had to find some clothes, but he was penniless. He looked around, trying to find something to wear.

Suddenly he found a registration office with a pile of clothes piled next to it. He pressed the electronic mirror and looked carefully. He saw a notice at the registration office that read Martial Arts Competition:

In order to promote Chinese martial arts, a Chinese martial arts conference is specially held. Anyone who has learned martial arts, regardless of group or individual, and is over 18 years old, can register. Anyone who registers as an individual will receive a set of martial arts uniforms, and the champion will receive a bonus of one million , the runner-up is 500,000 yuan, and the runner-up is 200,000 yuan.

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p; If you sign up, you will get clothes, and the winner will get one million. Zhen Qiang immediately fell from the sky and landed in an uninhabited alley. He took off his tattered Dragon Ball battle suit and hid it in a hole. Then he walked out of the alley and came to the martial arts competition. Registration Office.

The person who signed up was a young man with a flat head and glasses. He was leaning on a chair and lazily basking in the sun with his eyes closed. He also sighed: "Hey, martial arts nowadays are getting more and more ugly. They are all like playing monkeys. Really." There is no one who can fight, it’s either boxing or wrestling, how can this be martial arts?”

"I'm here to sign up for the tournament."

At this time, a voice sounded.

The young man with flat-headed glasses opened his eyes, picked up the pen on the table, and saw this man's bare chest, showing off his strong and toned muscles. He had seen this kind of thing many times, and said impatiently: "Sign up? Which martial arts sect?" Gym? What kind of boxing are you practicing?"

This man is really strong. He practices Wangshen Vajra Kung Fu, which is the strongest internal skill that has been lost for more than two thousand years. He couldn't say the name, so he said: "Humen Capture Master."

"Grappling hand?" The young man with flat-headed glasses looked at Zhenqiang and said, "Now I'm either practicing Sanda or boxing. Not many people are doing grappling. How good is your grappling hand? Don't be beaten if you don't get it. Killed with one punch."

Zhenqiang looked at the pen in this man's hand, reached out and took the pen in his hand instantly.

The man with flat-headed glasses only saw a shadow flicker, and he didn't feel it at all. The pen in his hand was grabbed by him, and his face suddenly turned pale. He knew that this man had a lot of talent, and his real talent was not just in vain.

At this time, a tall man with a height of two meters, with muscles all over his body, swung his arms, walked towards the registration office, and said as he walked: "Martial arts is not just about strength. I have strength, and I am here to participate in the competition." .”

When I walked to the registration desk, I saw Zhenqiang standing in the middle of the registration desk and said unceremoniously: "Jiang, let me register for the martial arts tournament."

Zhenqiang looked at the two-meter-tall tall man and said, "Wait a moment, I'm here first."

"I don't want to wait, so those who came first should step aside." The big man said unceremoniously.

Zhenqiang pressed the electronic mirror to scan his whole body. All four data were over 70 points, and his strength was 400 kilograms, which was not even D level. Knowing that he was an ordinary person and not wanting to conflict with him, he ignored him.

"Hey, it's your fault, Rang Rang, do you hear me?" The big man shouted loudly, very unreasonably.

Zhen Qiang didn't move. He handed the pen to the man with flat-head glasses and said, "I'll sign up first. My name is Zhen Qiang. I train in Humen Grappling Hands."

"Why are you deaf?" The big man stretched out his hand and pushed Zhenqiang hard.

Suddenly he felt like he was being pushed against a wall. The force he pushed immediately bounced back from Zhenqiang. The powerful reaction force was immediately transmitted to his own body. The big man's legs suddenly moved backwards. As he retreated, his feet became unstable and he fell to the ground with a bang.

When the man with flat-head glasses saw this scene, he immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhenqiang, and then looked at the sturdy man who fell to the ground. He pushed him with such a strong force, but he was still knocked to the ground by the force. He knew This man was anything but ordinary.

"Yeah! I'll punch you flat!" The burly man got up from the ground, became angry with shame, raised his fist and rushed over, punching Zhenqiang with his huge fist.

Zhenqiang stretched out his hand and grabbed his fist with a 'pop' sound.

The big man suddenly felt that his fist was caught by iron claws, and he couldn't punch it out, and he couldn't pull it out. Then he gritted his teeth and pushed forward with all his strength, trying to push Zhen Qiang down.

The True Powerful King's Divine Vajra Kung Fu reached the sixth level, and his internal strength reached twenty tons. The big man's force of four hundred kilograms pushed him on his body. He remained motionless and said to the man with glasses: "Sign me up quickly, and give me another martial arts uniform." , I am short of clothes."

The man with glasses and a crew cut looked at Zhenqiang holding on to a height of two meters with one hand and using all his strength. His face was red, and he was gritting his teeth and trying to push him down. He was shocked. He knew that this was definitely not a human being, so he hurriedly said: "Okay."

Then he recorded Zhen Qiang's name, picked up a martial arts uniform, and the registration form, and handed it to Zhen Qiang respectfully with a smile on his face.

Zhenqiang took the registration form and martial arts uniform with his other hand, then loosened his grip on the big man's fist and turned around.

The two-meter-tall man was pushing Zhenqiang with all his strength. As soon as Zhenqiang let go, he immediately rushed forward, fell to the ground with a 'plop' sound, and fell into a dog's mouth. He suddenly became furious and jumped up. He shouted: "Stop, don't leave!"

"Okay, look, no one else is doing anything. Although everyone is practicing martial arts, they still have some IQ." The man with flat-headed glasses couldn't stand it at this time and said.

The burly man suddenly reacted and looked at Zhen Qiang walking away. At this moment, he felt a sense of fear. He tried his best but did not push him. What would happen to him if he moved his hands? Standing there, I felt like my whole body was dripping with cold sweat.

"Do you still want to sign up? Don't stop me from working." The man with flat-head glasses shouted.

"Ah?" The big man reacted at this time, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He turned back to look at the man with flat-head glasses and said, "No, no, no, no retribution, no retribution."