Chapter 295 (1/2)

Sacred Devil Dou Fo 22890K 2022-07-22

Bai Li Shou and Bai Li Zhou heard Jiang Hao's words, but they took a deep breath and did not have the slightest doubt.

Jiang Hao is not afraid to offend the little Buddhist temple. How can he be afraid to offend the Baili family? If they deceive Jiang Hao, they believe that Jiang Hao will surely kill them!

Soon, those aboriginal monks rushed over. When they looked at Jiang Hao's eyes, their eyes were full of thick cold color.

”Outsiders, you damn it!” An elderly man looked at Jiang Hao and others in a very cold tone.

Jiang Hao sneered, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He directly pulled out the knife and looked at the aboriginal friars indifferently. He said slowly, ”you are monks of the Lirong tribe, but your strength is too low!”

The aboriginal friar, who had a cold face, was stunned at first, and then looked at Jiang Hao and others. His eyes were even more murderous: ”did you kill the Mongolian elder?”

”So his name is Monty, and he is an elder? Unfortunately, his collection doesn't look like an elder. ” Jiang Hao shook his head, looked at these Aboriginal friars and said.

They didn't say anything, on the contrary, their faces were calm. Except for the killing intention in the eyes, they hardly showed any emotional fluctuation.

”None of you can escape. You must die!” The old man looked at Jiang Hao and said with disdain.

Just after the old man's words fell, those aboriginal friars immediately surrounded Jiang Hao and others, and then their whole body strength burst into an isolated space battle array.

”Elder martial brother Jiang Hao, this is the battle line, which can isolate space. Even if we crush the talisman, we can't escape from their encirclement!” Bai Li Shou looks at Jiang Hao with panic in his eyes.

The six members of the Baili family are all elites of the Baili family. In this war, four people were directly lost. If the four of them did not fight to delay these Aboriginal friars, perhaps their two brothers would have died!

Jiang Hao laughed, then looked up and looked at Baili guards. Then he said slowly, ”they can't hurt me!”

Jiang Hao's voice was full of confidence, and even felt disdain for the battle of these Aboriginal friars.

The powerful battle lines in their eyes were just broken easily in Jiang Hao's eyes.

”Han Li, you protect linger, they, others, attack with me!” Jiang Hao looks calm and looks at Han Li and others.

All of them were silent, and their eyes were filled with a strong sense of war. They were not afraid of any battle, nor were they afraid of any danger.

”Kill!” The old man took a deep breath, his eyes were full of thick cold color.

It is their duty to kill these foreigners. Moreover, these foreigners are also a great threat to them.

Jiang Hao raised his knife and his eyes were like snow. He glanced at the aboriginal friars who surrounded them and the old man. There were 22 people in total.