Chapter 292 (2/2)

”A burst of strength!” All of a sudden, the friar yelled angrily, his feet touched the ground, and the spear in his hand was long again. Jiang Hao charged!

Jiang Hao's eyes remain unchanged. He looks at the head of the aboriginal friar who rushes towards him. The immortal chopping knife in his hand is waiting for him in an instant. The immortal chopping knife in his hand condenses the magnificent power.

”Mountains and rivers are broken!” Jiang Hao was angry, and his eyes showed a trace of indifference.

All of a sudden, the sword was cut out, and the air around was crushed, just like a knife breaking through mountains and rivers, attacking the head of the aboriginal friars.

First of all, the strength of the aboriginal friars is also very strong, eyes are full of thick cold color.

Boom!

Suddenly, knife and gun collision, two people back a few steps, the strength is equal.

”Outsiders, do you really want to fight against our Lirong tribe?” The chief monk looked at Jiang Hao and said with a deep breath.

Jiang Hao's face was calm, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes. He said slowly, ”if you want to kill us, do you want me not to resist?”

The first Aboriginal friar was silent. If Jiang Hao's strength was weaker, he would kill me. But Jiang Hao's strength was almost the same as his own, and the monks under Jiang Hao were much better than his own people, so he didn't want to fight with Jiang Hao any more.

”I just want to recover the treasure of our tribal heritage, which happens to be in your hands.” The chief monk looked at Jiang Hao, took a deep breath and said, ”we can also show enough sincerity to exchange.”

”I don't know what tribal heritage treasure you are talking about. I don't know where the Lirong tribe is and what to fear. Therefore, if you want to fight, you need to talk nonsense!” Jiang Hao looked at the head of the aboriginal friars and said.

”You can't use our tribal heritage treasure. Instead, you will absorb your energy.” The chief monk said eagerly.

Jiang Hao was stunned and looked at the aboriginal friar with a faint smile in his eyes.

He now knows that the treasure of tribal inheritance in his mouth is the magic bead. However, will Jiang Hao hand in a magic weapon?

Of course not!

Poof!

All of a sudden, mozak and others who were still fighting killed an Aboriginal friar again. The head monk's eyes twinkled with gloom. Looking at Jiang Hao, a calm face, he threatened: ”outsiders, I advise you to hand over the inheritance treasure of our Lirong tribe, or you will all die here.”

He believed that Jiang Hao would surely hand over the treasure of tribal heritage.Unfortunately, he underestimated Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao was a strong man during the period of robbery in his previous life. He never cared about any threat. Moreover, he didn't think the Lirong tribe could threaten him!

A magic weapon level of tribal heritage treasure can make Jiang Hao ignore any threat. After all, the temptation of a magic weapon is too strong!