Dragon Ball Twelve Modifiers

“Yes, that’s right, that’s me! I killed one of your clansmen, so call the strongest of your race.” Hayama turned a blind eye to this Kaimo’s heartless madness, pulling his ear with one hand and continuing to pull hatred.

Hayama constantly irritated the leader of the invasion with various faces, hoping to call their boss out and solve it in a good way. Who knows how many people of this Kaimo tribe are, so when it will be to wait for them to come to the door, if it were not for the inability to find their lair, Hayama would have killed himself a long time ago, where do you need to grind tofu with them slowly.

Thorne struggled, struggling to get out of the soil and fiercely clean up the man who dared to humiliate himself, but unfortunately, under the huge gap in strength, Thorne’s struggle seemed so weak, no matter how he got it, he couldn’t break free from the soil.

“Did you come up with it? Just tell me if you want to come out. Seeing that this Kaimo warrior fell into a state of madness, Hayama’s eyes were cruel, his feet loosened, and he spoke.

After struggling for a long time, Thorne was about to explode. Feeling that the foot that had been struggling to suppress himself relaxed, it flashed into the air in an instant, and his eyes stared at this man who dared to humiliate himself so much.

“You damn it, I don’t want to know anything now, I just know that it’s enough for me to kill you~~~~” Thorne’s face was bruised, and his facial features were fierce and hateful. The body shook, and he couldn’t wait to kill.

“Is the strength so weak are you fighting mosquitoes, come ~~ here, where are you looking, unicorn, I’m here.” Hayama constantly used various means to tease this psychopath who had fallen into a state of disappointment.

In fact, Thorne’s strength is not as bad as Hayama said, it is similar to Hayama, who has not practiced in the gravity room a month ago, after all, he is the leader of eight low-level Kaimo warriors, and his strength can be weak.

Knocked down and injured several times, Thorne got up from the ground without the madness at the beginning, his mind regained his clarity, he stood panting in the air, his body was full of brand new scars, and his eyes were full of humiliation and grief.

Thorne clearly realized that he was no match for the hateful man in front of him at all.

“If only I could suck 8 more…” Thorne’s unwilling voice flashed in his heart, and he looked at the people fighting in the distance with a flickering gaze.

Is it back to normal again, a playful smile appeared at the corner of Hayama’s mouth.

“Why, where are you looking? You wouldn’t be crazy without being hit, would you? I’m fighting you. Although he didn’t know why this Kaimo leader looked at Serol and the others with strange eyes, Hayama continued to mock without giving face.

“Abominable, totally unable to find a chance… As long as I make a move on the natives over there, I will definitely be mercilessly attacked by this man. Thorne thought to himself, unwillingly withdrew the gaze condensed in the distance, and opened his mouth to reveal teeth soaked in purple blood and stared at Hayama.

“You are too weak, in my eyes it is no different from a little ant, contact your high-level and let the king of your Kaimo tribe come over, a little minions like you don’t have the slightest sense of accomplishment!” Hayama said lightly.

“Less big talk there, you’re just a little better than me.” Just because you still want to fight our king, our king can crush you with one finger. Thorne suddenly turned into a religious frenzy, his eyes shining, and said with adoration.

Ye Shan’s heart surged with irritation, and he said with a cold face: “Since that’s the case, it’s useless to keep you.” ”

Flying up, he punched and kicked hard, and Thorne who hit was defeated.

Thorne spat purple blood from his mouth, and slowly dragged the fighting people over there while bearing the attack.

At this time, Serol and the others were not in a good state, even after a month of cultivation, the strength of the clansmen was still much worse than that of the eight Kaimo warriors. Except for Serol and Karren, who were barely able to match the Kaimo warriors who were fighting, the strength of the other six clansmen was much worse than that of the Kaimo warriors, and they were not opponents at all.

It’s just that in such a short period of time, the six Phils who fell into the bitter battle all suffered minor injuries, basically they were beaten more and attacked less. It looks like it won’t take long to be defeated one by one. The remaining eight Phil people on the side stared at the six clansmen vigilantly, only waiting for the clansmen to come to the rescue when their lives were in danger.

“It’s almost there… Just a little! Thorne gritted his teeth and supported wave after wave of attacks, slowly approaching the six Fairstar natives who were almost defeated.

Knocking Thorne to the ground again, Hayama’s brows furrowed. “This Kaimo has been consciously or unintentionally guiding himself to slowly approach Serol and the others, although I don’t know what he is thinking, let’s solve him quickly!”

Thorne fell on the ground where Serol and the others were fighting and smashed a small round pit, although the whole person had been beaten almost like a human at this time, but there was a light of hope in his eyes.

“It worked, this hateful man with muscles didn’t notice my calculations. As long as I can take the opportunity to grab a Phil Star native, suck him off and recover his strength, then let these eight low-level warriors stop that hateful man…”

Shout!!

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Thorne was about to grab an indigenous who was very close to him when a beam of energy pierced Thorne’s chest, which was already stained with purple blood…

Thorne stared down at his moon mouth in disbelief, a thumb-like wound, not a trace of blood flowed out of the wound due to the high temperature of the energy beam, and it turned scorched black.

A strong smell of meat wafted in the wind, coming to the nose…