In the silent night, in the dense forest, a centipede as thick as an adult's arm was silently climbing up the thick tree trunk, quietly approaching the branch where Qian Bufeng was lying step by step.

This centipede looks very terrifying, as thick as an adult's arm, about five meters long, just looking at its size, it is enough to make people's scalp tingle.

Beneath its terrifying body, its sharp blade-like feet are densely arranged, roughly estimated to be in the thousands.

The most shocking thing was that its thousands of short legs as sharp as knives moved together without making the slightest sound.

Looking further, I saw two long tentacles swaying on the bulb-like head, and the two dark red eyes below flashed with a cunning and cruel cold light.

Its nose was a black hole the size of a little thumb, and beneath it was a horrible mouth full of short, pointed black teeth.

"It's so comfortable!" Qian Bufeng squinted his eyes and stretched his waist, and said comfortably: "The night is gentle, the evening breeze is cool, I really want to sleep here." I just don't know if it's safe here, and if there are any fierce magic pets nearby. ”

With that, he slowly opened his eyes, then put his ten fingers behind his head, and raised his feet to raise a comfortable Erlang leg.

After about three minutes like this, a chill suddenly rose inexplicably in Qian Bufeng's heart, and he faintly sensed a trace of coolness.

He turned his head as if he had felt something, and he just met the eyes of the millipede.

The former's eyes revealed horror, and the latter's eyes revealed brutality and blood.

At this moment, the distance between Qian Bufeng and the thousand-legged centipede was less than ten centimeters.

The moment he turned his head and saw the terrifying head of the centipede, he almost reflexively wanted to jump up from the trunk of the tree.

However, due to the proximity, the millipede centipede has been planning for a long time.

Therefore, when Qian Bufeng was about to make a move, he saw that the thousand-legged centipede had opened its mouth, its head shook like lightning, and it bit Qian Bufeng's throat with a "swish".

"Can't get out of the way! can't let it bite its throat!"

Qian Bufeng saw its movements, this thought flashed through his mind like lightning, and then raised his left arm to block forward.

At the moment when his arm just moved sideways to his throat, the centipede's mouth also happened to bite over, and it bit on Qian Bufeng's left arm.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came, and Qian Bufeng only felt that the centipede's fangs had pierced his flesh and bitten his arm bones.

The terrifying feeling was like thousands of ants frantically gnawing at his bones, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, even if he gritted his teeth, he let out a low roar of pain from his throat.

"Oh!

But at this moment, Qian Bufeng didn't have the heart to pay attention to the sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, he had to let this damn thousand-legged centipede loosen his mouth as soon as possible, otherwise his left arm would have to be bitten off by it.

Therefore, at the moment when his arm was bitten, Qian Bufeng had already gathered the thunder power of his whole body on his right palm, and then turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the head of the thousand-legged centipede that was still biting his left arm.

In the dim night, I saw that Qian Bufeng's palms were all wrapped in silver thunder, and the silver rays flowed along the palms, looking like a silver thunder knife, very cool and domineering.

At this moment, the "silver thunder knife" was slashing across the night sky, and then slammed into the bulb-like head of the millifoot centipede.

Laugh at!

In the thunder explosion, the black skull of the thousand-legged centipede was actually shattered by Qian Bufeng's palm.

Click!

A series of "clicks" continued to be heard, and then the lightbulb-like head of the centipede had already been torn apart, and a stream of black liquid erupted from its cracked skull, splashing the money.

When the centipede's head cracked, its thousands of feet shuddered and fell off the branch a moment later.

Bang!

The huge body smashed to the ground, and in the muffled sound, the dust flew up, startling a black crow.

Although Qian Bufeng smashed the centipede's head with a single palm, its sharp black teeth were still on his left arm, and through the bitten sleeves, there were at least twenty or thirty dense ones.

And each of these fangs, almost every one of them is embedded in Qian Bufeng's arm bone.

"Damn!

Qian Bufeng scolded in a low voice, then endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, and pulled out those fangs one by one.

Each time he pulled one, the cold sweat on his forehead increased, and his teeth clenched tighter.

By the time he pulled them all out, his hair and clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he almost had a tooth to crush.

Qian Bufeng casually tore off a piece of fabric from the placket of his shirt and roughly bandaged the bite wound.

Only then did he remember to go and see what the thousand-legged centipede that bit him was, and as soon as he stood up, he felt a feeling of dizziness coming from his brain, and then he felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and he couldn't use any strength, and a feeling of weakness and numbness gradually spread throughout his body.

At this time, Qian Bufeng reacted, and said a little weakly: "Fuck, this thing is poisonous!"

With that, he quickly sat down, and then crossed his legs with difficulty, and his hands were sealed, trying to mobilize the aura to force out the toxins in his body.

However, after he urged it twice, he found that the aura in his body had not moved at all and was not at his disposal, and then he remembered that his aura had been sealed by the guy in the golden armor in the Colosseum.

"Isn't it possible that the heavens are going to cut off my money?"

At this time, Qian Bufeng was already a little desperate, but he still hadn't given up, because although his aura was sealed, he still had the power of thunder in his body.

Therefore, Qian Bufeng had the mentality of giving it a try, mobilized the power of thunder in his body, and let it swim all over the blood and bone marrow of his body, to see if he could rely on the domineering power of thunder to directly eliminate those toxins.

Three minutes later, Qian Bufeng's eyes slowly opened, and the look in his eyes seemed to be completely desperate.

Just now he tried to use the power of thunder to destroy the toxin, but it was obvious that he failed.

At this time, he was very ugly, a burst of blue, a burst of black, a burst of purple.

After a few moments, he felt only a pain in his chest, and then he spat out a large mouthful of purple-black blood with a "wow" as if he had been hit hard.

"Looks like I'm really going to be here tonight........"

After Qian Bufeng said this sentence weakly, his eyes closed, and then he fell softly on the branch, rolled to the side twice and fell, and fell next to the corpse of the thousand-legged centipede with a "bang".