Chapter 754

After about a few hours, I saw someone gradually recovering.

Xiao Zhan didn't know when he was going to participate in the government army competition, so he could only find a way to improve the strength of this group of people as soon as possible.

He didn't expect these people to win, he just hoped that they wouldn't die too miserably, and if possible, try to save their lives.

In fact, even if these people didn't cultivate, the netherworld power that overflowed in the air would be slowly absorbed by their bodies.

That is, as long as they live long enough, they can slowly become stronger.

It's like Bai Liang, who hasn't taken the Netherworld Pill before, but his strength is still a little bit.

Time passed slowly.

Finally someone started talking.

Someone would walk up to Xiao Zhan and ask where this was, who he was.

Xiao Zhan didn't care about these people.

Slowly, slowly, when Xiao Zhan consumed all the Nether Pills, these people could also understand Xiao Zhan's words.

Xiao Zhan said directly:

"Go and move the stones, and build the stone houses."

After speaking, Xiao Zhan personally demonstrated and built a small stone house with stones.

10,000 people began to do so.

Slowly, the stone houses began to take shape, and the stones on the valley floor were cleared and flattened.

It's finally a bit of a barracks.

After another period of time, Xiao Zhan said loudly, "Come with me!"

10,000 people threw down the stones in their hands and followed Xiao Zhan out of the valley.

Xiao Zhan took these 10,000 people and approached the Zhenyuan Marquis's Mansion.

Butler Qin Kui walked out quickly, lowered his voice and asked Xiao Zhan:

"What are you doing with so many people in the Hou Mansion?"

Xiao Zhan got straight to the point:

"I want to meet Master Hou."

Qin Kui nodded, "You wait first, I'll report it."

After about half an hour, Qin Kui walked out, nodded to Xiao Zhan and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see Master Hou."

Not long after, Xiao Zhan came to the hall again.

Marquis Zhenyuan was still sitting behind the desk, looking at a roll of bamboo slips in his hand.

Looking at the way he frowned, he seemed to be thinking about something.

Xiao Zhan also looked at the Marquis of Zhenyuan.

After such a long time, Xiao Zhan didn't even know what the name of the Marquis of Zhenyuan was.

He once asked Qin Kui, but Qin Kui didn't know either.

Anyway, everyone calls Hou Ye.

Marquis Zhenyuan glanced at Xiao Zhan and asked casually:

"Have you recovered any memories lately?"

Xiao Zhan nodded, "There are some vague pictures in my mind, they should all be some battle scenes, and I don't think of them."

Marquis Zhenyuan said "um", "Say, come to me for something."

Xiao Zhan slowly spoke:

"I don't understand what Master Hou is planning."

"The 10,000 people sent from Bone City are unlikely to form combat effectiveness in a short period of time, and their thinking is like that of children."

Zhenyuan Hou sneered, "That's because you don't have the ability."

Xiao Zhan didn't refute, but asked straight to the point, "Does Master Hou have other arrangements?"

Zhenyuan Hou exuded a huge coercion, and said coldly:

"Is it your turn to ask?"

"I think what you're really worried about is not whether those 10,000 people can form combat power, but because you don't have the Nether Pill to use, right?"

"Yes!" Xiao Zhan nodded, "If Master Hou wants to take these 10,000 people to participate in the Fu Army Competition and let them die in vain, I suggest that I give me all the Nether Pills alone, so that I can barely try it."

Zhenyuanhou chuckled, "You want to be beautiful."

"Tell me, how many Nether Pills do you need?"

Shaw

Zhan pondered for two seconds and said:

"Ten thousand."

"You're not afraid to kill you!" The Marquis of Zhenyuan's face turned pale, "Who told you that I was going to take those 10,000 people to participate in the government army competition?"

Xiao Zhan frowned, "What does Master Hou plan to let those 10,000 people do?"

"I'm useful," Marquis Zhenyuan waved his hand, "That Lin Xiaoyu in the backyard is useless, if you want it, take it away if you want, if you don't, stay in the backyard and wait for death."

"Don't," Xiao Zhan shook his head.

Marquis Zhenyuan "um", "I'll give you 10,000 Nether Pills, but you have to know the value of these Nether Pills."

"How much value do you think you can bring to me?"

Xiao Zhan looked at the eyes of the Marquis of Zhenyuan, and said slowly:

"I don't know."

"But Master Hou is generous, and I won't be stingy, although my strength is still very weak, I will definitely do my best to do things."

"If it's really time for the government army to compete, I will do my best."

"Did I say I wanted to take you to the government army competition?" Marquis Zhenyuan asked rhetorically again.

"With your strength, you don't even have the qualifications to participate in the government army competition."

After speaking, the Marquis of Zhenyuan snapped his fingers.

A dark shadow descended from the sky and landed at the entrance of the main hall.

Marquis Zhenyuan looked at Xiao Zhan, "If you fight with him and win, it means that you are qualified to participate in the government army battle."

Xiao Zhan looked at the burly man at the door of the main hall.

The burly man's expression was indifferent, his eyes were calm, but he revealed a cold murderous aura.

Xiao Zhan pondered for a moment, and also planned to try his strength.

He nodded, bowed his hand to the burly man, and walked to the open space outside the main hall.

Marquis Zhenyuan also walked to the door of the main hall with his hands behind his back, and said to the burly man:

"Teach him a lesson, let him know that the sky is high, but don't kill him."

The burly man nodded, his figure flashed, turned into a black shadow and rushed in front of Xiao Zhan, and raised his hand to slam a fist into Xiao Zhan's head.

Feeling the blowing wind of the fist and hearing the sound of the explosion brought by this punch, Xiao Zhan knew that if he was hit by such a punch, he would definitely be killed.

Seeing Xiao Zhan retreat quickly, he mobilized the power of the Netherworld in his body and slammed out with a palm.

"Boom!"

The wind howled, and in an instant the burly man flew upside down, and after landing, he staggered several steps to stabilize his body.

This is the only exercise that Xiao Zhan knows now-the Wind Palm.

A flash of surprise flashed in the burly man's unfazed eyes, and then he snorted coldly, stomped his feet violently, and the ground trembled.

He rushed in front of Xiao Zhan again.

Xiao Zhan threw out a palm again, and the burly man tried to get closer against the strong wind, but was overturned again.

Xiao Zhan was a little helpless.

This wind palm can only push the opponent out now, and there is no way to cause any damage to the opponent.

How does this make him fight?

Xiao Zhan subconsciously looked at the Marquis of Zhenyuan.

Marquis Zhenyuan asked expressionlessly:

"What, you want to ask me for other exercises? Okay, wait until you beat him."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhan rushed directly to the burly man.

The burly man was thrown out twice in a row, and he was already angry at this time.

His fists clenched, his whole body exploding, and then both fists burst out in unison.

"Thunder Punch!"

With the naked eye, two black bolts of lightning rushed out of his fists.

Xiao Zhan hurriedly dodged, avoiding one of the black lightning bolts, but was hit in the shoulder by the other.

"Bang!"

Xiao Zhan's shoulder instantly exploded into a canopy of blood mist, becoming bloody.

Another bombardment hit the ground, also blowing up a small crater.

Seeing that the burly man was punching again, Xiao Zhan took a deep breath and suddenly turned to the other side

Move, and constantly change body shape, so that the opponent can't lock onto himself.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

One after another black lightning bolts were blasted out, causing the ground to tremble, but none of them could fall on Xiao Zhan again.

Xiao Zhan was not so easy, almost running out of energy.

Fortunately, this burly man's continuous bombardment also consumed a lot of netherworld power, and the momentum on his body weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At a certain moment, Xiao Zhan burst out with a palm again.

This palm condensed all his remaining energy, set off a howling wind, and swept the burly man out more than ten meters, and smashed it to the ground.

At this time, neither he nor Xiao Zhan had any netherworld power left.

Xiao Zhan staggered over, directly grabbed the burly man's neck, raised his arm, and smashed punch after punch into his face.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The muffled sound of the sound kept ringing.

At first, the burly man kept struggling, and slowly began to stand still.

Xiao Zhan's fist was already bloody and fleshy, and the other party's head was also bloody and fleshy.

"Okay," Marquis Zhenyuan suddenly said lightly, and then threw Xiao Zhan a roll of bamboo slips.

There are three words engraved on the bamboo slip: "Thunder Fist".