Fatty Hou looked up and saw Xue Wanche holding a red sword in his hand, stomping on the heads of a row of war horses, rushing towards him, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived near.

Seeing this, Fatty Hou quickly let go of the devil's head, rolled aside, and went aside.

"You dare to suck my blood and die for me!" General Xue shouted angrily, rose up several feet high, held the red sword tightly with both hands, aimed at the demon's neck, and slashed down angrily.

How can the demon leader be able to withstand Xue Wanche's thunderous sword?

"Puchi!" With a sound, an ugly and ferocious head soared into the sky, and a smelly blood squirted out, pouring Zhou Hao under the devil's body into a bloody man again.

The devil, who was already dying, was cut off his head again, and the last trace of spiritual consciousness was completely extinguished and completely dead.

The mysterious bone spur that sucked the demon into an empty skin had already retracted into Zhou Hao's left palm at this time.

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious bone spur burst out with a dazzling light. In just a blink of an eye, the black demonic energy turned into red essence energy.

After the bone spur transformed the demonic energy, it suddenly released all the energy.

This red essence rushed into Zhou Hao's meridians like a flood that broke into the dike. In the thickest and most violent way, it continued to wash away Zhou Hao's meridians, and rushed along the meridians of the left arm, and instantly reached Zhou Hao's chest.

Zhou Hao, who had never practiced martial arts, has very narrow and fragile meridians. How can he withstand the barbaric impact of this huge amount of essence?

Because of excessive blood loss, Zhou Hao, who had already been drowsy, suddenly felt a heat flow from his palm, followed by a biting pain.

The thrilling pain rushed along the left arm and instantly spread throughout the body. From the chest to the right arm, from the lower abdomen to the soles of the feet, Zhou Hao felt like there were countless ants gnawing in his internal organs, and he felt that there were countless sharp bone-cutting knives, which were slashing back and forth on his bones and muscles!

Finally, a large amount of energy followed the spine and rushed straight into the brain! Zhou Hao instantly felt like someone stabbed a large piece of red-hot soldering iron into his head!

"Ah!" Zhou Hao could no longer help but let out a shocking cry of pain, then his head tilted and he fainted.

Seeing this, Fat Hou next to him hurried over, grabbed the shriveled body of the devil and went to the side, picked up Zhou Hao below, and shouted nervously: "Haozi, Haozi! Wake up, wake up, wake up, you little brat, wake up, wake up, hurry up, wake up!"

"What are you yelling at? Get out of here!" Xue Wanche put away his red sword, kicked Fatty Hou's butt, and cursed.

"General, look at Haozi quickly. He is probably ineffective!" Fatty Hou said anxiously.

Xue Wanche bent down, looked at Zhou Hao's left arm, which was bitten to the bloody bit, frowned slightly, then stretched out two fingers and put them on Zhou Hao's wrist.

Unexpectedly, a hidden force suddenly came from Zhou Hao's wrist, which immediately bounced Xue Wanche's finger away.

"Huh!" Xue Wanche was slightly shocked, and with a little force on his finger, he put it on again, concentrating on investigating the situation in Zhou Hao's body.

After a moment, Xue Wanche's expression became more and more surprised, and finally muttered to himself: "What a strange thing! This kid lost too much blood and should have been weak. How could the blood and energy in his body surge, but instead he had a pulse of excessive energy?"

"Is this demon's martial arts lost control, and all the energy in his body poured into this kid's body?" Xue Wanche frowned for a long time, then glanced at the shriveled corpse of the demon's body, and finally had a seemingly reasonable explanation. Then he shook his head and said, "Well, this kid was a blessing in disguise anyway!"

Fatty Hou, Zhao Tieyan and others who were surrounded by Zhou Hao were happy and asked quickly: "General, then, can this kid die?"

"No, of course I can't die! Not only will I not die, but I'm afraid I will get some benefits when this kid wakes up!"

Xue Wanche continued: "Hou San, wait until this kid wakes up and trains me well. Don't be as reckless as today in the future!"

After saying that, Xue Wanche turned around and left. Although he won this battle, there were still many things waiting for him to decide. For example, were the hundreds of Fusang Banner warriors in the encirclement killed or captured? For example, should the Goryeo who were captured as animals be taken back or let go?

However, all this had nothing to do with Zhou Hao, and he had already fainted happily. The huge amount of essence in his body was also washing his meridians over and over again, transforming his body. Until Zhou Hao's body reached its limit and could no longer accommodate so much essence, it slowly hidden in the meridians, limbs, and internal organs.

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"Oh!" A pain came from the left arm, awakening Zhou Hao who was sleeping.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I found that the wound on my left arm was already lying in my tent, and the wound on my left arm was also covered with layers of gauze. Outside the tent, dazzling sunlight was being transmitted.

Thinking of what happened before he fell into a coma, Zhou Hao couldn't help but feel scared. If General Xue hadn't arrived in time and cut off the devil's head with one sword, he might have become a human being!

Zhou Hao didn't know that it was not Xue Wanche who really saved his life, but the mysterious bone spur in his left palm!

After trying my arms and legs, I felt a little painful except for the wound on my left arm. There was no inappropriateness on my body, but instead I felt like I was full of infinite strength!

"No way! I've been sucked away so much blood by the devil, why didn't I feel any weakness?" Zhou Hao turned over and sat up, puzzled and confused.

Seeing his strong horned bow on the corner of the tent, Zhou Hao felt his heart moved, picked up the strong horned bow, opened his arms slightly, and pulled the strong 3-Stone bow into a full moon without any effort!

"Hey! When did this bow become so soft?" The ox horn bow used to be easy, but today it feels a little softer.

Zhou Hao’s first thought was that the ox horn bow became softer, not that he became stronger!

Then I thought about it and felt something was wrong. There was no reason why the ox horn bow suddenly became soft. It was probably because my own strength became greater!

While thinking, I suddenly heard a barking dog outside the tent, and then a white and fluffy figure came into the tent.

Zhou Hao turned around and saw who else wasn't this guy, Shanhu?

When Shanhu saw Zhou Hao, he was extremely excited and rushed to Zhou Hao and licked Zhou Hao's face very enthusiastically.

"Haha, Shanhu, how long hasn't seen you? You guy seems to have grown a little fatter again!" Zhou Hao rubbed Shanhu's furry thick neck hard and laughed.

"Isn't that true? You kid, this broken dog, stole all the meat in our camp. There is no reason why you don't gain fat!" Accompanied by a familiar voice, Fatty Hou lifted the curtain of the tent door and followed him in, saying with anger on his face.

"Haha, Hou Head, why are you here?" Zhou Hao saw Fatty Hou's smile even more.

"Mr. Marquis, let's see if you are still lying on the corpse! If you are not awake, Marquis, I will kill you, the broken dog, and eat dog meat in a stew pot!" Fatty Hou said with anger on his face.

I don’t know if he is guilty. When Shanhu heard this, he didn’t pounce on him. He bit Fatty Hou a few times, but instead clamped his tail with his head, "Woooo!" He barked two low barks, as if he was making a plea for himself.

Seeing the bear-like appearance of a tiger, Zhou Hao knew that something was wrong, so he quickly opened the topic and said, "Hehe, Houtou, how long have I been in a coma? How is the Fusang Camp?"
Chapter completed!