Zhang Qingxiu seems to be a nurse, and she has urgently stopped the bleeding for her father and provided first aid, and with Zhang Bufan's ability, she quickly controlled her father's injury.

Zhou Lanying quickly called the police and contacted the first aid!

And at this time.

Zhao Wu had lost all of his previous arrogance, and his body was already covered in blood, panting, and he was almost unsteady on his feet.

He had a broken blade in one hand, and the weapon in the other hand was already covered with scars, and it seemed that it would be broken at any moment.

Blood was dripping all over his body...... Almost stained him into a bloody man.

At this time, Zhao Wu was already struggling to open his eyes, and he barely opened one of his eyes, which was still clear, and looked at Fang Zheng...... You said weakly: "You beat me for more than half an hour, is it enough?"

"Well, almost, I just tried your sword, and now the goal has been achieved. ”

Founder beckons.

The chalk flying sword returned to his hand, and the delicate flying sword exuded a desolate ferocious aura!

But in his own hands, this flying sword is so well-behaved...... Who would have imagined that just now it had forced a martial artist into a desperate situation.

If it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates, I'm afraid Zhao Wu would have died more than eight times.

Zhao Wu couldn't stand anymore, and fell to his knees with a pop, both powerless and begging for mercy.

He knew that the enemy he encountered this time was a powerful enemy that he could not match!

He begged, "I've been helping you sparring for so long, can you spare my life?"

"It's too late to beg for mercy now. ”

Fang Zheng said: "Look at your companion!"

Zhao Wu turned his head to look and saw Sun Kang lying on the ground...... The pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

At this time, the corpse, which had just been dead for less than an hour, had been dead for several years, and even the decay had been saved, and even the bones had melted most of them.

His eyes flashed with horror...... Hurriedly looked down at himself.

I saw that the scars that had been cut by the flying sword before had also begun to decay.

No, it's not rotten.

It's that the injury is getting worse, and it's getting worse, it's like decay.

Previously in battle...... I didn't even realize it!

Fang Zheng said word by word: "You are dead." ”

Zhao Wu's mouth snorted, and the look of horror in his eyes became heavier.

He seemed to want to say something...... However, the chalk flying sword split Fang Zheng's divine consciousness and raised it within his origin, which also contained Fang Zheng's extremely powerful origin true element.

By now, the internal organs are almost all coke.

The reason why he is still alive is only because the vitality of the martial artist is too strong, that's all!

But it is only one step away from death......

And now with the reminder of Fangzheng.

The look of horror in his eyes grew dull.

He fell to the ground with a thud and stopped moving.

And his body gradually dissolved, as if under the high temperature, without any smell of gunpowder.

In the blink of an eye.

The body was gone.

Fang Zheng put away his flying sword and breathed a sigh of relief......

He is now an eighth order of qi refining, and the true yuan has reached a certain level.

Because of this, he can be so proficient in controlling flying swords, but he has been fighting continuously for more than half an hour, which is somewhat difficult at this time.

Fortunately, the aura in this direction is extremely strong.

A few breaths...... Most of the true elements in Fangzheng's body have been recovered.

He couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

It wasn't just because the chalk flying sword was more powerful than he imagined, he didn't expect that the quenching fluid would have such a great effect on him.

You know, if it's in the past......

It would take him at least a few dozen breaths to recover, and with the surge in cultivation, this time would be relatively extended.

And in battle...... Who will give him dozens of breaths of time?

Now that his cultivation has risen sharply, he will recover his true yuan in a few breaths.

Obviously, the quenching fluid improved his physique, turning him from a true pickled monk to a gifted monk.

Double surprise.

In this way, under the continuous replenishment of the aura. I'm afraid that even ancient spells that consume the true element, such as the palm thunder and the green spirit fire technique, are released in this direction, and they are not much different from those spells that save the true yuan.

He put away the chalk flying sword, and if I was in this plane of aura recovery in the future, my combat ability would really rise in a straight line, and I would no longer have to worry about not being able to last.

And in this way, you can also find some ancient spells that are more powerful and consume more true yuan to enhance yourself!

I'm consumed.

Thinking about it, he smiled with delight......

The sense of crisis in my heart before has already gone by now.

If he dares to come out, I will definitely teach him to be a man at that time.

At this time, outside the house, the sound of the finished ambulance finally sounded.

Accompanied by a few loud bangs.

The elite officers of the Armed Police Department had already broken through the gate and rushed in with guns in hand.

The dozens of police officers who came, all of them were warriors.

Athletic, capable, and with a powerful firearm in his hand...... If an ordinary martial artist suddenly faced this kind of attack, I am afraid it would be difficult to survive the strafing shot!

But Fang Zheng didn't care much, and no one could hit him.

And seeing Fang Zheng, a person who has nothing to do with the main family...... The gun was immediately pointed at him!

Zhang Bufan hurriedly rushed forward, blocked in front of Fang Zheng, and shouted: "It's over, the murderer has been punished, he is the benefactor who saved our family!"

Outside the house, a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty or fifty years old with a neutral face strode over, looked at Zhang Bufan and said with relief: "Bufan, you're fine, what about Feiyu?"

Zhang Bufan recognized this person, it was Zhao Zhengwei, the director of the armed police department, who had a close relationship with his father, and he replied: "Uncle Zhao, my father is injured!"

"I'll see!"

When Zhao Zhengwei heard this, his face showed a worried look, he quickly went to check Zhang Bufan's father's injury, and after confirming that he was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "It's just a skin injury plus excessive blood loss, don't worry, hurry, ambulance personnel, save the wounded!"

Several ambulance workers in white coats rushed in, lifted Zhang Feiyu, who was lying on the ground, onto a stretcher, and then dragged him into the ambulance.

"Qingxiu, you follow your father, I'll go over with your brother after dealing with this side!"

Zhou Lanying had recovered from the previous fright at this time, although she still seemed to be a little embarrassed, but she had already regained her previous ability.

She sorted out her embarrassed description, and then told her daughter to take care of her husband.

Then receive Zhao Zhengwei and make a record with the people of the armed police superintendent!

When dealing with these trivial matters, the performance is quite capable.

Because of the existence of Founder.

These police officers failed to catch up with the scene, but ran over to finish up for Fangzheng.

As for Fang Zheng, they didn't care about him...... This person is obviously not a villain, and the armed police superintendent and the warrior association manage ordinary people and warriors respectively.

This Fang Zheng is obviously a martial artist, and it should be under the control of the people of the Foreign Martial Arts Association.

Sure enough, it didn't take long.

A delicate-looking girl has already led several subordinates to rush over.

Just noticing Fang Zheng, she couldn't help but be stunned, with a stunned look on her face.

Fang Zheng touched his face...... Well, now I'm still wearing Fan Zheng's trumpet.

Could it be ...... Did the tassel show them my picture?

Or is it Zhao Ange who has seen him before?

Whichever ......

She obviously recognized me, not Fang Zheng, but as Fan Zheng.

Fang Zheng didn't say much, since refining the chalk flying sword, he is no longer Wuxia Ameng, although he has not yet broken through to the foundation building period, but the strength of the flying sword makes up for his shortcomings.

There is no doubt that with the chalk flying sword, he can challenge those foundation building monks who have no special abilities!

With the improvement of strength, the mentality has naturally relaxed a lot...... At the very least, like before, even if it's a trumpet, you have to run away when you see a tassel, which is not necessary.

A slight gossip flashed in Zhou Xiaoyu's eyes, but she knew that some time ago, President Zhao mysteriously held a photo and said that it was the captain's boyfriend or something......

Although she didn't take it seriously at the time, she didn't expect to see the deity here.

But now that she has something serious to do, she didn't pay attention to Fangzheng.

Instead, he asked Zhang Bufan seriously what he said, and the details of the attack must be recorded...... Martial artists attack ordinary people, this is already within the scope of the ability of the Martial Arts Association, and even the Martial Arts Association has an unshirkable responsibility!

The Warrior Association is generally considered to be a pure Warrior Association, as opposed to the Alien Martial Arts Association!

But in fact, the Martial Arts Association is just a general term, and it belongs to the Zhengwu Association and the Foreign Martial Arts Association!

Regardless of the location, the two associations are strong on one side and weak on the other...... In Jielin City, Zhao Ange, the branch president of the Foreign Martial Arts Association, is a foreign martial artist, and Lei Jiuxiao, the city protector, is also a foreign martial artist, which naturally means that the Foreign Martial Arts Association is stronger in this realm!

Therefore, the responsibility of managing the martial arts naturally fell into the hands of the Foreign Martial Arts Association.

Fang Zheng was not in a hurry, and waited for Zhang Bufan to deal with things with peace of mind......

It's not over yet!