"That's right. When we demon orcs burn and kill and rob, we didn't care about other people's life and death!!"

The next moment, the patriarch's face became ferocious and twisted, and it hissed: "Okay, okay, you are right. Even if I die now, I will never let the enemy do what I want!"

"Go to die!"

"Bang!" When the elder's metal staff hit the left shoulder of the demon deer tribe leader. The old guy could even hear the crisp sound of the other party's bones breaking, and an old face immediately showed ecstasy.

"Bang!" But in the next moment, the patriarch had already tightly grasped the metal staff with his five fingers. The elder was shocked and tried hard to retake it, but the thing did not move at all.

"Indeed, this stick broke my bones, but it's a pity that you didn't beat me to death, so now I'll give you ten times more!"

"Uhhhhhh--" When he said this, the hysterical clan leader roared and angrily, "Bang!" This punch hit the elder's heart hard in an instant.

"Lag!" The sound of harsh bones broke one after another. The elder didn't know how many ribs he had broken by his fist. This guy blew blood mist and fell directly out, "Puu! Rolling..." Then he rolled on the spot and finally hit the wall.

"Change, the elder is defeated?" Although those minions don't care much about the other party's life and death now, the elders are their leaders in name. If they are finished, it will be a big blow to everyone's morale!

"Hey, no matter how it is done, now we are out of our minds. Kill one is enough, kill two and earn one!"

"Stay killing!"

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Although some were seriously injured, they still roared and hugged the enemy, rolled and teared with each other, scratched and bitten them, and used all kinds of despicable means.

"This, these rebels are already crazy!"

"It's so scary. The other party is desperate. So what can we fight with these guys?" The Dead Guard, who originally had an absolute advantage in strength, has become afraid.

Although these guys have been rigorously trained and are loyal to the patriarch, they have never encountered opponents who fight to the death when performing missions in the past, so they are afraid of the outlaws. In this way, they will be defeated like a mountain of defeat!

"ah!"

"Ouch!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As the screams rang out, the Death Guard and the Commander, the leader, had fallen by 90%. The rest of the people all retreated back with fear and fear, almost shrinking to the corner. "Damn it, who told you to retreat? Come up and do something!"

The demon deer tribe leader who punched the elder with one punch saw these guys so cowardly, and immediately looked furious and pointed at them and continued to yell: "Go up, if you don't go up, I will kill you!"

"Uh?!" Hearing this, the Death Guards had to rush forward, while the commander, the leader and the only soldiers under them did not move. The patriarch stared and shouted, "What, do you want me to ask for it? The bastard is all cowardly and afraid of death..."

"Stop it, you have to go by yourself. I want to breathe a little longer!" A little leader finally couldn't help but burst out: "What's the benefit of us fighting for you to death? You vicious guy, you know you can't win, but you still want to pull us to ease your back. It's so shameless!"

"You're right, go by yourself if you want to do it!"

"Bah, Grandpa was forced to do things for you just now because he was afraid of the Death Guards. Now they are not many dead left. Who cares what you say? When you are in a good mood, call you the patriarch. If you are in a bad mood, you are nothing!"

The leader, the leader and their subordinates all pointed at the patriarch and cursed, making the guy's face flushed and his whole body tremble. Some guys deliberately sarcastically: "Why, you seem to want to kill us like that? Come on! Even if grandpa is beaten to death, he will not serve you anymore!"

These guys' mouths were like rinsing them with dilutes from dog shit and horse feces. The more they scolded, the more they became, the more they smelled. But the leader couldn't say anything back because he didn't want to be attacked from both sides. If he annoyed these guys who were not in harmony with him, he might be stabbed from the back by the other party at any time.

"All dead guards are not allowed to reserve, so I'll rush—"

The next moment, the clan leader was like a crazy mad dog, commanding the dead guard and himself to rush forward. These guys took out poisoned weapons and kept poking at the opponent. In an instant, seven or eight of the elder's minions were injured and eight. But in the next moment, something unexpected happened to the clan leader!

"Uhhhhhh--" When he said this, he soon stood up from the corner, an elder who was roaring wildly, enduring the pain.

The old guy shouted: "Kill, kill, kill! I'll hear it all. Anyway, the demon orcs are destined to be destroyed today. We can't survive, and we will never allow others to live in secret. Even if we die together, we will have to pull a few people on their backs!"

"That's right!" After hearing this, the elder's claws, who had red eyes, were desperate to surround the enemy. This time, both sides were not afraid of death. They had only one fight now, that is, who would die first.

"Old thing, it's finally here." The patriarch looked at the elder who was staggering in front of him and gritted his teeth and said, "I'll kill you now..."

"After killing me, you can't live either, so even if you die, we have to go on the road together." The elder said so angry that he was not worth his life. At this moment, he continued: "Come on, what I have to do is to make you suffer more pain before you die, and you will not be at ease even if you die!"

Its words were cold and made people feel cold on their backs. Even the clan leader's bold and brave guy couldn't help but tremble. At the same time, the elder let out a hysterical howl and rushed towards the clan leader.

"You..." The patriarch never expected that this guy would have such agile movements after being seriously injured. He was caught off guard and was scratched by the other party's claws on his shoulder. "Hiss!" Several deep bone marks suddenly turned red and cracked, causing the patriarch's eyes to turn black.

But this guy was not easy to mess with. He suddenly punched the elder's face, causing his nose to break, his face to collapse, and his mouth was spewed out of black blood, and he retreated backwards.

"Kill!" The patriarch, who gritted his teeth and fist, rushed towards the elder.

"It's good to come, I'll kill you!" But the elder did not retreat but advanced, and opened his arms and surrounded the clan leader's waist, which surprised him suddenly: "What exactly does this old guy want to do? Could it be..."
Chapter completed!