The trident held in Fang's hand was the most common material, and he took it from one of his warriors, so it was not inlaid with gems, and when Red Fang saw it, he couldn't help but taunt: "Why is the trident of the Sharptooth Patriarch not inlaid with gems? It's so unruly!"

In the face of Chifang's cynicism, Fangfang snorted coldly, "I hope your methods can be as hard as your mouth later!"

The next second the battle began, the two rushed together, as the patriarch candidates, the two have already reached a very high level of understanding each other, it is no exaggeration to say, as soon as they see each other, they can know what the next move is.

So the competition has become a duel of strength, as long as whose strength is more domineering, who can take the other party's life.

After going ashore before, the stop between the two seemed to be inseparable, but in fact, Chiya has always had the upper hand steadily, always thinking of the friendship of compatriots, and did not make a dead hand, and in the end, of course, he paid the price because of his weakness.

Now the situation is different, the fangs have received another round of infusion from the evil cultivator, and their strength has been raised to another level, and after three or two moves, the red fangs have been suppressed at a disadvantage, which makes the fangs can't help but have a victorious smile on their faces.

The strength in his hand continued to increase, and at the same time as he made a move, Fangs murmured a little nervously: "As long as I kill you, I will be the patriarch!"

Hearing the words, Red Fang was slightly stunned, and while retreating with difficulty to resist Fang's attack, he shook his head and said, "Don't you understand, even if you kill me, you can't become the patriarch!"

This sentence was none other than the sharpest scissors, ruthlessly tearing through the last trace of the fig leaf in Fang's heart, and he said with panicked eyes: "You are talking nonsense, don't try to distract me." ”

Red Fang sighed imperceptibly, once upon a time, the fangs in front of him became so unfamiliar, so strange that he felt a chill in his heart. If he still won over others on his own as before, Red Fang would definitely be willing to make him the patriarch and his right-hand man. But now, the position of patriarch must not be handed over to such a person.

"If you don't believe me, look back, see what is in the eyes of the warriors, and see if they are still doing as they did when they came ashore?" said to Red Fang, pushing aside his fangs' weapons and standing his trident aside.

Now Red Fang can be said to have exposed his own chest to the range of Fang's attack, and he can easily take Red Fang's life if he wants, but Fangs did not do so, he stopped.

The trident stopped in mid-air, and Fangs looked at the red fangs and said, "Your appearance makes people think you are the victor when they see it." ”

With that, Fangs turned his head back and cast his eyes into the hall, scanning a quick glance at the warriors who did not shy away from making eye contact with him.

At this glance, the fangs felt as if someone had knocked them in the heart, and a feeling of dizziness came from the brain, what the hell is going on, why are the warriors no longer obeying me, why are their eyes full of hatred?

Don't they understand, only if I become the patriarch, will our Deep Sea Demon Clan become even stronger!

In a trance, Red Fang made a move, and the trident that belonged to him stabbed into Fang's chest with a snort, making him feel cold. Thousands of calculations, Fangs didn't expect that he would be defeated in the sneak attack of others.

His eyes were full of disbelief fangs, and he didn't feel how unbearable the pain in his chest was, and he was still thinking about the question just now in his confused eyes, and when he lowered his head, he realized that he was actually attacked by red fangs.

"Plop" Fangtooth Shuoda's body fell to the plank, and the wooden floor let out an overwhelmed wail.

At this moment, Red Fang became the victor, in a way that had been used by those he had defeated, but no one felt that it was dishonorable to do so, and the warriors in the hall actually cheered.

After going through so many things, the warriors all recognized the fact in their hearts, that is, only Red Fang could be qualified for the position of patriarch, and Fangs were still too inferior to him.

This blow Chiya actually didn't have a bottom in his heart, but he just felt that this was a last resort and fought to the death, but he didn't expect to reap miraculous results.

Ignoring the lifeless fangs, Red Fang came to the railing on the second floor, and he raised his arms and was about to raise his arms and shout, announcing that from now on the people of the clan would follow him to prosperity and strength. His head silently exploded...

Bai Huahua's brain slurry sprayed with blood to all corners of the hall, and this explosion was particularly violent, and the fishy liquid hit the warriors who were still cheering like raindrops.

At this moment, there was silence all around, the picture seemed to press the pause button, and everything was still stuck in the moment.

Fangs opened their eyes, their eyes completely blood-red, and he struggled to get up and grabbed the headless corpse that was slowly falling from Red Fang.

Two bone spurs protruded from his arm, and Fangs stuck them into Chiya's corpse, and then the remaining qi and blood of Chiya flowed down the bone spurs into Fang's body, and began to repair his shattered chest.

He had already moved his heart to the right side of the deal, and the purpose was to deal with this sudden situation, and I have to say that if he put his fangs in the troubled world, he would definitely be a hero.

Moments later, Fangs tossed the shriveled headless body aside, pulled the trident out of his chest in excruciating pain, and muttered, "You had a chance, but now you've lost." ”

As Fangfang said, although his heart was not penetrated just now, he also lost consciousness for a short time, and if Chiya chose to mend the knife, the ending of the two would be completely rewritten.

The fangs that regained their footing looked horrifying, and even the wounds on their chests wriggled like worms, and began to mend themselves.

It's too much time to delay... Fangs coldly glanced around the surprised warriors, in his eyes these people were tantamount to the inferior race of humans.

Fangs haven't had a back hand for so many years, and the evil cultivator has always thought that the drop of essence blood is his, so he let him take advantage of a loophole.

Without awakening the evil cultivator, Fangs silently recited a spell in his heart, and the strange red light actually cooled down along the lines on his body, Fangs wanted to steal the power of the evil cultivator, just for the next more crazy action.

The death of the red fang became the last straw that pressed the merfolk warriors, they didn't care about the black fish in their bodies, picked up the trident and rushed to the fangs!