After all, the commander and leader who had followed the leader of the horned orc tribe for many years, instantly understood the old man's thoughts and thought clearly. Therefore, they were timid on the surface and did not dare to say anything more, but secretly showed a hint of contempt, and looked down on the old man, and the rebellious heart became stronger in their hearts.

At this moment, the high priest next to the clan leader snorted from his nose and slowly spoke: "Are you little monkeys thinking of bad ideas?" Hearing this, the commanders trembled slightly and said in unison: "I dare not."

"I dare not? I dare not."

The old priest laughed strangely twice, and then said, "This village is now built as strong as an iron barrel. Our clan is also strong. It's not that I boasted. If our family and the patriarch had not sacrificed their lives to build this family business, you guys are still drinking the northwest wind."

"Hahaha..." As soon as the old priest said, the commanders and orc warriors around him burst into laughter. In an instant, the originally stalemate atmosphere was dissolved a lot, at least on the surface.

At this moment, the old patriarch continued slowly, "Today is my birthday, so I'll call you all back for fun. In addition, it's just announcing a major event that concerns the future of our clan!"

"I finally got to the point!"

When the commander and the leader heard this, their eyes were full of greed. You must know that becoming the leader of a clan is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step. In the future, it will be very pleasant to have the wind and rain, and to take charge of the power of life and death among the whole clan!

"If I become the patriarch, I will immediately kill all the guys who offended me and their confidants!"

This sentence lingers in the minds of all the leaders and cannot be removed. These cruel and ruthless guys know that after taking office, they must eliminate dissidents as soon as possible, otherwise they will be too big and make themselves restless. Therefore, as long as they have the chance, they must bite hard and kill the other party!

"Haha, the little guys are very energetic." The old patriarch narrowed his turbid eyes at this time, glanced at the evil dogs who seemed to be transformed into vicious dogs fighting for bones, and wished he could rush toward him. The old guy was so happy that he bared his teeth.

Then, it murmured to himself: "Okay, very good. Since you want to compete for this position, I will give you this opportunity."

"Bang!"

When he was talking, he was quick to say that, the clan leader suddenly shook his hand and threw it, nailing the metal staff in his palm into the ground in front of him, and then said: "This clan has always regarded martial arts as the most respectful, advocated the concept of the strong supremacy, and fought for the inheritance rights of the next clan leader. It is very simple. As long as anyone can get the clan leader's scepter and insist on ten breaths and not let go, that is it!"

"In addition, I have another thing to announce, that is, in addition to the commander and the leader can compete for the scepter, ordinary warriors are also qualified, and the winner is the king!!"

"Ao Ao Ao Ao! The winner is the king, and the winner is the king!"

Hearing this, all the horned orc leaders, leaders and elite warriors present all roared, and seemed particularly excited. They thought that their chance to make a name for themselves was coming. As long as they could grab the patriarch's scepter that was close to them, anyone would have the chance to sit in that seat.

In an instant, all the ambitious guys were filled with blood and boiling in an instant.

"Snatch the scepter!" It was said in a flash, and then several commanders who were closest to the scepter rushed to snatch his hands and reached out to hold the handle of the scepter. "Bang, bang, bang!" In the blink of an eye, the three parts on the middle and lower parts of the scepter fell into their hands.

"Crack, squeak-" In an instant, the three wrists made a harsh sound of bone rubbing, and they shouted at each other: "Let me let go!"

"Go to yours!" In a flash, the strongest commander blew the fist and hit the guy opposite on the cheek.

"call!"

Suddenly, the strong wind blew on his face. The other party knew that he had to avoid it, otherwise his head would be broken by it. Under pressure, the leader let go of his hand with hatred, but it was unwilling to fail and thought to himself: "Even if I fail, others can't help you."

"Roar!" The next moment, the guy who was forced to retreat suddenly kicked the other party's knee. The commander opposite was happy. Unexpectedly, the guy stepped on his feet secretly, "Hao!" The sound of bone cracks suddenly started, and it staggered and almost fell.

"Take it!" The third commander saw the opportunity and pulled it hard like crazy, and finally grabbed the patriarch's scepter into his hand. The guy raised his head and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, I finally got it. I am the patriarch..."

"screw you!"

"Bang bang bang!" It was said in a flash. At that time, before the commander finished shouting, several figures rushed over from the side and punched them at it. The boy was also confused. He only cared about the scepter and could not fight back. After taking a few punches one after another, he finally fell to the ground and rolled and howled.

In fact, it is also stupid. As long as it throws away the scepter in its hand, it can counterattack and avoid it. But at this moment, this guy refuses to give up easily. He thought to himself that as long as I persist for ten breaths and don’t let go, the position of the patriarch will be mine!

But things are far from that simple. In an instant, two red-eyed leaders actually showed off their weapons and greeted them viciously, "Puff puff puff, click, click!" In the blink of an eye, the guy who grabbed the scepter was chopped up by the sharp blade. Poor this guy was still dreaming of becoming the patriarch until he died.

"Search the guy, come on!" Seeing that the two guys were so vicious, the other commanders and warriors were all furious and covered their eyes with greed. They pulled out sharp blades and rushed forward, vowing to snatch the scepter.

"Dongdongdongdong! Bang bang bang bang!"

"Ouch!"

"Oh my god!"

"Uhhhhhh--" For a moment, the sound of weapons colliding, and the wails of many horned orcs were intertwined. The old patriarch standing on the platform looked at all this with interest, twisting his beard and smiling: "Okay, good fight, that's it, hahaha..."

"Brother, these are all elite warriors in the clan. Could it be that you let them continue to kill each other so much?" The high priest whispered beside it: "You know, we had worked a lot of effort to cultivate them back then..."

"Hmph, second brother, don't you understand yet?" The old patriarch sneered at this time, and then said: "A disobedient dog, even if he can watch over the owner's house, will have the chance to bite his master. A guy like this must not be kept, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!