Guding crouched on a leafy branch, gathering his breath to the extreme, and looked through the gap in the leaves to the herd of beasts patrolling below.

"It's strange, the alien beasts have been active so frequently these days, it seems like they are looking for something? Moreover, those plant spirits that feed on the flesh and blood of alien beasts don't even attack them anymore...... Could it be that something has changed? ”

This was the fourth day that Gu Ding had rushed to the location of the demon tree, and from the second day, Gu Ding had discovered the abnormal activity of the strange beast. In the past few days, all the way over, almost every distance, there are strange beasts patrolling.

"It can't be because of us trialists, right?" Gooding vaguely felt that this matter had something to do with his own intruders.

His speculation is not far from the truth.

What Gooding didn't know was that in just three days.

Of the 37 trialists, nearly half of them have been hunted and killed by the beast powerhouses and tribes, and the rest are less than 20. Of the remaining less than 20 people, more than half are being hunted down. Among them, there are also members of the Guding Pirate Order.

……

Bigg has been hunted down in the past few days.

At the beginning, it was only a small-scale tribal team that accidentally discovered him who slaughtered plant spirits, and found that Big's strength was extraordinary, and they were not stupid, they did not do it directly, but directly reported to the holy king of the tribe.

So, the Holy King led his team to besiege Bigg.

Although Bigg is only a Holy Lord, after all, his strength is far superior to that of ordinary Holy Lords. Moreover, in the past few days, he has obtained a lot of law fragments, which has made his strength more refined, and he is only half a step away from stepping into the Saint King level.

Although he was defeated by the Holy King, he escaped from the siege designed by the Holy King.

Over the course of a few days, he fled while fighting, but his injuries were getting worse and worse. Under the pursuit of the Holy King, he had no time to heal.

On this day, he was chased by the Holy King again.

"Big man, you can't escape this time, you don't have to do a useless struggle." The Holy Lord, with his stray shawl and blue hair, was lean, wearing a set of green armor that looked like dirty, and he shouted at Bigg from afar.

Bigg paid no attention to it, and sped off into the distance.

"It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!" The blue-haired Saint King also accelerated suddenly, several times faster than Bigg, and quickly chased towards Bigg.

Sensing that the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, Bigg suddenly turned his body and slashed out with the knife strength that had been accumulating in his hand. That sword cut a huge spatial ravine in the void, like a rushing river, blocking the blue-haired Saint King's footsteps.

"Hmph, you've used this trick three times, and you've escaped from me all three times, do you think I'll have no way to deal with it this time?!" The blue-haired Saint King snorted coldly.

Then, with a grasp of it, he stretched out, turned into a giant hand in the void, and pressed it towards the torn spatial rift.

After that, he actually stepped directly on the Divine Source Giant Hand, used it as a bridge, passed through the spatial rift, and chased towards Bigg again.

Big, who was about to turn around and flee, was obviously stunned when he saw such a scene.

But just like that, the blue-haired Saint King had already appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"I'm finally catching up with you, big man!"

Bigg's brows tightened, and the hand holding the hilt of the knife secretly gathered strength again, but his eyes were firmly nailed to the blue-haired Saint King's body, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

The blue-haired Saint King didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move on him, but said to him, "Although there are not many fights in the past few days, I probably know your strength in my heart." Under the Holy King, I'm afraid there are few people who are your opponents. Moreover, your talent in the way of the sword is probably one of the best in the world you are in. ”

"I'm a man of talent, as long as you are willing to surrender to me, follow me to eat and drink spicy food in the future, and have whatever you want......

"Not interested. If you want to do it, hurry up, less verbose! Bigg didn't wait for him to finish his words, and just refused.

"It's a human desire, you always have something you can't wait to get, right? If I can offer you what you want, can you consider surrendering to me? 'Frank Lampard is still not too desperate.

"You can't give me what I want! Don't bother with words. "Big

"Tell me about it, maybe I can really provide it to you? You know, in this side of the world, I, Frank Lampard, is still more prestigious. Lampard had a confident look on his face.

"I want to search for ingredients with the most unique flavors in every dimension and make them into dishes on my life's menu. Then, pass on the menu. Even if I fall one day, the food I create will still be tasted by future generations. After saying that, Bigg looked at Lampard, "And you, have you been to any other plane except this small world?" Since I haven't been there, how can I get my wish?! ”

After listening to Bigg's words, Lampard's face suddenly turned ugly. Being constrained by some particular rule and not being able to leave this small world is the last thing Lampard wants to hear. Bigg's words were simply a slap in the face.

"Surrender, or die! You only have one choice. I hope you make the right choice! Frank Lampard forced his anger to be suppressed, and he really wanted to subdue Bigg, because he knew that once Bigg grows, the future is limitless.

"Then let's fight!"

Holding a long knife in each hand, Bigg looked at his opponent indifferently. Knowing that he had no way to escape, he calmed down more and more, and vaguely, he had a feeling of trance - this battle was very likely to be an opportunity for him to break through to the Saint King level.

"Have you become a holy king? I just don't know if I'll make it to that moment...... However, the captain said that in the face of any enemy, there should be no fear, and to be cowardly is to admit defeat to the enemy. Bigg looked up at his opponent, Frank Lampard, "Even if the opponent is the Saint King, so what?" Today, I will use him as my whetstone and become a holy king in one go! ”

Thinking of this, Bigg's originally somewhat sluggish battle spirit began to rise wildly, like a tsunami under a storm, and like erupting magma...... Almost in the blink of an eye, his fighting spirit climbed to the top.

Even Frank Lampard, who was standing not far from him, was a little surprised for a moment, "What happened, why did his fighting spirit suddenly rise?" ”

"Battle !!"

With a burst of applause, Bigg actually held two knives and took the initiative to pounce on Lampard.

"Hmph, I don't know what to say!" Lampard snorted coldly and lunged at Bigg as well......

[Tomorrow is Children's Day, I wish you all a happy holiday, remember to eat lollipops~~] (To be continued.) )