Vol 2 Chapter 1293: A bunch of garbage

As soon as Friends Qian Daoyou and Er Gouzi met, they became angry and confused.
But when Daoist Qian saw the shadow of the opponent's axe, he knew he didn't know his opponent, so he hurriedly retreated to escape, the speed was so fast that he could not hide his ears!
Ergouzi thought that the kid wouldn't run away because he was not afraid of death, but he didn't expect the other party to be so persuaded. He escaped before he even met him!
"Hey, grandson, don't you want to fight with your grandfather Wang, don't run if you are kind!"
"Fuck you, Lord Wang wants to see where you can go to the runway!"
Er Gouzi swung a double axe to catch up, and was far faster than that fellow Qian Daoist.
Sure enough, Daoist Qian was caught up by him in the next moment.
Fellow Qian Taoist looked back and saw a fat man appearing behind him like a dark cloud. He was immediately taken aback. He turned around and shouted, "You demon, I suddenly remembered that today is Lao Tzu’s fast. You are lucky, you go, I won't kill you!"
"Nonsence!"
Er Gouzi spit out fiercely and scolded: "Ben Wang has never seen such a brazen person!"
After finishing speaking, the double axe swung more quickly, and went straight to the grandson of Daoist Qian.
As soon as Fellow Qian Dao dared to stay where he was when he saw the battle, he quickly ran away. However, he had no way to escape, and saw a horizontal light suddenly appeared in front of him. This was exactly the axe cut by his opponent!
The axe was cutting his way.
Fellow Daoist Qian had no choice but to turn back and fight to have the hope of surviving.
bass!
I saw him shaking with a sword, shooting out thousands of sword lights, rushing towards the opponent one after another.
Seeing the sword light shining in, Er Gouzi dazzled his eyes.
However, for him, these sword lights are really small tricks.
I saw him swept the two axes, and an axe beam suddenly split into pieces, like a round and a half, sweeping the cut Jiang Guang to pieces.
Huh!
The sword light was shattered, and the axe rushed into the sky.
A piece of axe straight slashed towards fellow Qian Daoist, and then without a doubt, directly cut the opponent in half, and directly exploded into a rain of blood.
Er Gouzi looked at the grandson of Friends Taoist Qian who was bursting into blood, and snorted, "Damn, I thought it was something, it turned out to be a rubbish! He died with one axe, it's a waste of Wang. Lord's expression."
With that said, shaking his axe, he was about to return to the city.
But when he turned around, he heard Daqingzi roar: "Brother Wang, some grandchildren ran to you, you can figure it out!"
Er Gouzi saw that there were really three monks fleeing to his side.
He shouted back to Daqingzi, "Daqingzi, why did you let go? Just these rubbish, can't you deal with it?"
Talking, laughed.
Daqingzi replied: "It's not that I can't deal with it, but their grandchildren ran away before they had a fight with Laozi!"
As soon as Er Gouzi heard this, he remembered Daoist Qian who had just escaped, so he nodded and said back: "Okay, Brother Wang understands you!"
Having said that, the three cultivators who had fled had already approached.
The three monks saw a big fat figure blocking the way, and immediately shouted: "Those who are conscious should get out of the way, otherwise you will definitely die!"
Er Gouzi also yelled, "Those who are acquainted with oneself quickly sever, lest Master Wang should bother to kill you!"
"Pooh!"
The three monks scolded: "It seems that they are looking for death, so send you to the west!"
Er Gouzi wailed, and roared: "You rubbish, you are not good at it, and your tone is not small, so don't blame Wang Ye for being so harsh!"