The insect was originally the size of a little finger, but now it has become as thick as a baby's arm. The insect is covered with tentacles, and there are two sharp pliers on the mouthpiece, which open and close, and a light pink color appeared all over. Wu Feng held it in his hand, and he couldn't hold the insect. Although it was not very big, it was very strong.

At the same time, holding the worm's hand, a tingling pain suddenly came. It was obvious that even the worm was highly poisonous. Small red dots soon appeared in Wu Feng's hand, densely packed with patches. The small red dots immediately turned into bubbles, as if they were scalded by boiling water.

Wu Feng couldn't help but gasp and threw the fat insect hard on the ground. The insect slammed down, but was bounced up. Wu Feng's Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword shook and looked at the insect. The insect reacted quickly and actually opened its breath and bit Wu Feng's Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword's blade with his mouth. The magic weapon like the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword was also bitten by the insect, making a creaking sound.

Wu Feng was furious and thought to himself that I could not kill a insect like you, even a Chiwen monster could kill, but I could not kill a little thing like you.

At that moment, Wu Feng took out a yellow paper talisman from his arms, and his fingers dripped a few drops of blood on the talisman paper. He pinched his fingers and recited the trick in one go. After the golden light of the yellow paper talisman flashed, Wu Feng pasted the yellow paper talisman on the strange insect. The monster seemed to be very afraid of the yellow paper talisman, and his whole body curled up into a ball.

Wu Feng immediately shouted again:

A red flame immediately burned from the monster insect, wrapping it up. The insect was in pain, rolling on the ground in pain, and it made a chirping sound like a bird. A ball of fire kept rolling on the ground. After a long time, the insect stopped. After the Pure Yang Fire Talisman was extinguished, Wu Feng found that the insect was not completely dead, and his body was still trembling slightly, and it should be not far from death.

Then, the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword in Wu Feng's hand fell down again, cutting the charred insect into two halves, and then there was no sound.

Mr. Zhao was still vomiting, but what he vomited was already bright red blood, and his body was slightly convulsed. It seemed that his life was not long. Wu Feng glanced at him and no longer cared about him.

Turning around and coming to Zhou Ming's side again, Zhou Ming's face turned pale, his lips turned ashen, and he was sweating continuously. It seemed that it was a sign of poisoning. Wu Feng didn't even think about it, and directly cut a hole in his hand and sprinkled his blood on Zhou Ming's arm first. White bubbles immediately appeared on Zhou Ming's arm, making a gurgling sound. Then, Wu Feng spread Zhou Ming's mouth apart and poured a few drops of blood in it. Only then did Zhou Ming completely calm down, and then he fell down and fainted.

The eldest brother Wu Feng shook Zhou Ming for a moment, then looked at his pulse, and found that his life was worry-free, so he picked him up and ran downstairs quickly.
Chapter completed!