"You go, go, we can't stand it." Finally, one of the two said loudly to the old man in his sixties.
"No, I won't go. I'll fight with you to the end." The old man in his sixties immediately refused and let him leave his men to escape alone. He really couldn't do it.
"Let's go, we'll cut off." The two men looked at each other, suddenly rushed forward crazily, and were slashed by the old Taoist robe's men, adding several huge bloodstains to their bodies.
"Kill." These two people should have reached a consensus for a long time. After they yelled together, their whole bodies rushed towards those people. Just as the two men jumped on them, the Taoist priest punched them out.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, a strong energy quickly scattered around, and the two men were blasted to pieces on the spot.
"Ah?" Seeing this, the old man in his sixties suddenly turned red with hatred in his eyes. Unexpectedly, in order to save time for his escape, his subordinates ended up with a broken body.
However, although the old man in his sixties was extremely sad and indignant, his reason was not completely lost. He knew that the reason why these two loyal men were like this was that they hoped to escape smoothly.
"Two brothers, you wait. I will kill this son of a bitch myself and avenge you." With tears in his eyes, the old man in his sixties quickly got out of the gap and ran to the distance at full speed. When he was seriously injured, he stumbled and stumbled, but the speed was not fast.
"Want to escape? It's not that easy. " Seeing this, the Taoist robed old man snorted coldly. His body moved, and he quickly flew into the air. After a few leaps, he caught up with the old man in his sixties and landed in front of him, blocking his way.
"Who is this old man?" Mo Wen fell down and stood on the branch, watching the two old men being intercepted.
The next second, I saw that the old man in Daopao and the old man in his sixties had been fighting fiercely together. The old man in his sixties had been seriously injured and had lost most of his fighting power. Now he was just fighting in a dilemma. He was forced to retreat by the old man in Daopao and was in a mess.
"Boom!" The Daopao old man raised his right fist and hit the sixty year old man's right shoulder with a strange angle. The sixty year old man was immediately bombarded by the fist and flew out for more than ten meters. Then he fell to the ground heavily and opened his mouth and spat out two mouthfuls of fresh blood.
"Stop it." At this time, a figure quickly came from afar, landed beside the old man in his sixties, bent down to help him up, and asked with concern, "are you ok?"
"You're just in time. Come on, help me stop the old thief." The old man in his sixties was in a hurry when he heard that his father was coming. His strength was at the peak of Shenxiu. Seeing him, the old man in his sixties was relieved.
"Don't worry, with me, no one can hurt you." The old man with white hair looked up and gave a loud drink, which echoed in the valley for a long time.
"Ha ha, who do I think it is? It turns out it's an old guy. Do you think you are my opponent?" When the Taoist priest saw someone coming, he burst into laughter. He and this man had fought several times before, but they fought many times, and most of them won. That's why he was so arrogant.
"Hum, don't be arrogant. Our people are nearby. They are coming soon. None of you bastards will run away at that time." Hearing this, the old man with white hair turned around and stared at the Taoist robe.
"Is it?" The old Taoist priest's face changed when he heard that. He knew that he would never lie. He was very straightforward. Since this guy said that, it might be true.
"Listen, I'll deal with this old guy. You should seize the time and catch his son as soon as possible. I'll reward him a lot." The Taoist priest quickly turned around and issued an order to his more than 20 subordinates. As soon as the voice fell, the Taoist priest immediately flew up and rushed towards the old man with white hair.
"You go quickly. I'll take care of it. Remember, you're running in the direction of Xu's house. Our people are coming here." Seeing this, the old man with white hair asked the old man in his sixties to go first.
"Dad, let's go together..." the old man in his sixties knew that his father and the Taoist priest had the same strength. If he ran away alone, his father would be killed. But now he was seriously injured, what should he do?
"Want to escape? It's not that easy. " The 20 or so men of the Taoist robe old man saw that they were all chasing the old man in his sixties, waving their weapons and shouting.
As it happens, the old man in his sixties is just below Mo Wen. When he reluctantly leans under the big tree with his seriously injured body, he is too tired to breathe.
"Die." The middle-aged man behind him had been two or three meters behind the old man in his sixties. Seeing that the old man in his sixties was getting slower and slower, he immediately yelled, raised his tiger's head and slashed at the back of his head.