Hou Fatzi looked up, and saw Xue Wanche holding a sword with a red body, stepping on the heads of a row of war horses rapidly, and was galloping, and in the blink of an eye, he was already approaching.

Seeing this, Hou Fatzi hurriedly let go of the devil's head, rolled to the side.

"Dare to suck the blood of Lao Tzu Erlang and die for Lao Tzu!" I heard General Xue shout angrily, soared several feet high, clenched the red sword with both hands, aimed at the neck of the devil, and slashed down angrily.

has lost the demonic energy to support the demon, how can he resist Xue Wanche's thunderous sword!

"Flutter!", an ugly and hideous head rose into the sky, and a stinking blood spurted out wildly, drenching Zhou Hao under the demon head into a bloody man again.

The demon head, which was already dying, was cut off again, and the last trace of spiritual consciousness was completely extinguished, and he was completely dead.

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

Immediately after, the mysterious bone spur burst out with a dazzling light, and in the blink of an eye, the black demonic qi was transformed into red essence.

After the bone spur transformed the demonic qi, it suddenly released a huge amount of essence qi.

This red essence, like a flood that burst the embankment, rushed into Zhou Hao's meridians. In the most brutal and violent way, he constantly washed Zhou Hao's meridians, and even rushed all the way along the meridians of his left arm, reaching Zhou Hao's chest in an instant.

Zhou Hao, who has never practiced martial arts, has very narrow and fragile meridians, how can he resist the brutal impact of this huge amount of essence!

Because of excessive blood loss, Zhou Hao, who was already groggy, suddenly felt a hot current in his palm, followed by a piercing pain.

The piercing pain rushed all the way down his left arm, instantly spreading all over his body. From his chest to his right arm, from his lower abdomen to the soles of his feet, Zhou Hao felt like there were countless ants gnawing on his internal organs, and he even felt that there were countless boning sharp knives, slashing back and forth on his bones and muscles!

In the end, there was a large stream of essence along the spine, straight to the brain! Zhou Hao instantly felt as if someone had stabbed a big red soldering iron in his head!

"Ahh

Seeing this, the fat man Hou next to him hurriedly ran over, grabbed the shriveled corpse of the devil and still put it aside, picked up Zhou Hao below, and roared nervously: "Haozi, Haozi, wake up, wake up, you stinky boy, wake up Hou Ye quickly!"

"What are the ghosts yelling at!Get out of the way of Lao Tzu!" Xue Wanche put away the red sword, kicked Hou Fatty's buttocks, and scolded.

"General, take a look at Haozi, I'm afraid he's dying!"

Xue Wanche leaned down, looked at Zhou Hao's bitten left arm, frowned slightly, and then stretched out two fingers and put them on Zhou Hao's wrist.

Unexpectedly, a dark energy suddenly came out of Zhou Hao's wrist, and he flicked Xue Wanche's fingers away.

"Huh!" Xue Wanche was slightly startled, his fingers were slightly forced, and he put himself on it again, concentrating on the situation in Zhou Hao's body.

After a while, Xue Wanche's expression became more and more surprised, and finally muttered to himself: "Strange thing! This kid has lost too much blood, he should be weak, how can he have a surge of blood and qi in his body, but instead he has a pulse of excess essence?"

"Isn't it that this devil's technique is out of control, and all the essence in his body is poured into this kid's body?" Xue Wanche frowned and thought for a long time, then glanced at the devil's shriveled corpse, and finally had a seemingly reasonable explanation, and then shook his head and said: "Okay, anyway, this kid is a blessing in disguise!"

Hou Fatzi, Zhao Tieyan and others, who were surrounding Zhou Hao, were overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly asked, "General, in this way, this kid can't die?"

"Nonsense, of course you can't die! Not only will you not die, but when this kid wakes up, I'm afraid there will be some benefits!"

Xue Wanche continued: "Hou San, wait for this kid to wake up and give Lao Tzu a good training, don't be as reckless as you are today in the future!"

After speaking, Xue Wanche turned around and left. Although the battle was won, there were still many things waiting for him to decide. For example, were these hundreds of Fusang banner warriors in the encirclement killed or captured? For example, did the Goryeo who were captured and used as cattle take back or let them go?

But all this has nothing to do with Zhou Hao, he has fainted happily. And the huge amount of essence in his body was also washing his meridians over and over again, transforming his body. It wasn't until Zhou Hao's body reached its limit and could no longer contain so much essence that it slowly lurked in the meridians of his body, his limbs, and his internal organs

"Oh!" a burst of pain came from his left arm, waking up the sleeping Zhou Hao.

Slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and found that he was already lying in his tent, and the wound on his left arm had been wrapped in layers of gauze. Outside the tent, the harsh sunlight was shining through.

Thinking of what happened before he fell into a coma, Zhou Hao couldn't help but be afraid for a while. If General Xue hadn't arrived in time and cut off the head of the demon with a sword, I'm afraid he would have become sincere and benevolent!

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

I tried my arms and legs, except for the wound on my left arm, there was still some pain, and there was nothing wrong with my whole body, but I felt as if I was full of infinite strength!

"No, I was sucked so much blood by that devil, why didn't the young master feel half weak?" Zhou Hao turned over and sat up, puzzled.

Seeing his horn strong bow on the corner of the tent, Zhou Hao's heart moved, picked up the horn bow, opened his arms slightly, and pulled the three-stone strong bow into a full moon without much effort!

"Huh, when did this bow become so soft?" used to be used with this horn bow, but now it feels a little softer.

Zhou Hao's first thought was that this horn bow had become softer, not that he had become stronger!

Then I thought about it, and I felt that something was wrong. There is no reason for the horn bow to suddenly become softer, most likely because its own strength has become greater!

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard a dog barking outside the tent, and then a white velvet figure came into the tent.

Zhou Hao turned his head and looked, who else is this guy who is not a mountain tiger?

When the mountain tiger saw Zhou Hao, he was extremely excited, and immediately pounced on Zhou Hao and licked Zhou Hao's face very enthusiastically.

"Hehe, Mountain Tiger, I haven't seen you for a long time, you guy seems to have gained a little fat!" Zhou Hao rubbed the Mountain Tiger's furry thick neck vigorously, and laughed.

"But isn't it! You kid, this broken dog, has stolen and eaten all the meat in our camp, where is the reason not to grow fat!" With a familiar voice, Hou Fatzi opened the curtain of the tent door and walked in, with an angry face.

"Haha, Hou Tou, why are you here?" Zhou Hao saw Hou Fat, and the smile on his face became a little bigger.

"Master Hou, I'll come to see if you kid is still lying on the corpse!If your kid doesn't wake up, Master Hou, I'll slaughter your broken dog and eat it in a stew pot of dog meat!" said Hou Fatzi with an angry expression on his face.

I don't know if it's a thief, when the mountain tiger heard this, he didn't pounce on it, and bit the fat man a few times, but instead clamped his tail, "Woo!" barked twice, as if he was aggrieved for himself.

Seeing the bear-like appearance of the mountain tiger, Zhou Hao knew that something was wrong, and quickly opened the topic and said: "Hehe, Hou Tou, how long have I been in a coma?