At this moment, Zhang Fang's injury was pierced in the abdomen and his intestines were broken, and ordinary people couldn't hold on for a long time and died for a long time.

Even if he can't be treated in time, he will be more than lucky.

Silently running Yang Chun Gong, the internal qi in the body frantically surged to the wound to repair the wound.

He did not dare to pull out the willow branch that was stuck in his belly now, or he would surely run out of blood and die.

Liu Chengfeng looked at the back of the man in Tsing Yi in front of him with a complicated face, he seemed to know this kind of person.

"Looking at the situation of the two of you, it is not optimistic. Today, too, you are fortunate to be able to see me! I will advise you to get out of here as soon as possible! At this point, whether you can escape or not depends on your creation. ”

A breeze blew, dispersing the bloody qi, and the man in front of Zhang Fang and the two of them also disappeared into the wind.

"Remember, don't care about others, otherwise, no one can escape!" Zhang Fang's ears echoed with a distant voice.

"Brother Liu, are you okay?" Zhang Fang turned his head to look at Liu Chengfeng in the distance, and said weakly.

"I can't die yet, it's you, I'm more injured than me, hey! I hurt you!" Liu Chengfeng sighed and shook his head.

If he hadn't called Zhang Fang, Zhang Fang wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury, and he felt very sorry.

"Brother Liu, it's okay, aren't I not dead now? Zhang Fang said indifferently, in vain with a sweet mouth, and spit out a mouthful of Yin Hong's blood.

"I'd like to see what this willow tree is, and what the difference is. Zhang Fang got up with difficulty, and walked towards the ancient well step by step.

"Zhang Fang, don't waste your efforts, the willow tree has already been killed by him, and there is not even ash left. Liu Chengfeng looked up at the sky and white clouds, and said indifferently.

Zhang Fang didn't listen, and walked straight there, just a few zhang away, but he walked for a long time.

As he walked, he coughed up blood, and blood also flowed from his abdomen, spilling on the ground, dragging a long path of blood.

Zhang Fang finally came to the original location of the willow tree, but only a push of corpses and a field of fine ash remained.

With the knife in his hand, which was already in tatters, he struggled to pick open the corpse, but unfortunately he found nothing, except a pile of gray embers.

His knife had been torn when he chopped the willow branches. The willow branch is as strong as iron, and with every collision, the knife edge shatters a little.

Until this moment, the blade had been rolled, and the gaps were dense.

Zhang Fang clenched his knife and sat down next to the corpses, he had no strength at all.

Although Yang Chungong's internal force is repairing his wounds, it is a drop in the bucket, and it is not of much use at all, it is already very good to let him hold on for so long without dying.

After all, it was an ordinary health preservation, and Zhang Fang didn't expect it to recover from his injuries.

The breeze blew the ashes on the ground and scattered them in the sky.

Suddenly, Zhang Fang's eyes lit up, and he saw a corner, a corner of a stone, and it was quietly buried under the ashes.

"What is this?" Zhang Fang's pale lips opened slightly, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't, his blood had lost too much, and his strength was about to be exhausted.

He lifted his feeble hands, and with the last of his strength, picked up the stone.

It was a very small stone, dusty, the size of a bird's egg.

No, not a stone to be exact, because Zhang Fang pinched it, it was still a little soft, but it looked like a stone, and there was a hint of warmth on it.

"Could it be that this is left by the willow tree?" Zhang Fang thought for a while and shook his head, now he can't care about so much.

"Maybe, it could..."Zhang Fang suddenly remembered the heart he had taken out of the fish monster that day, from which he had taken evolution points.

Communicating the "myth" in the brain, the red vortex suddenly appeared.

After a few breaths, in Zhang Fang's surprised gaze, the dusty stone in his palm had turned to ashes.

"It's an increase of eight hundred points!" Zhang Fang was surprised, and there was a hint of surprise on his pale face.

Zhang Fang immediately shook his head, everyone else is going to die, what's the use of asking for these evolution points?

He smiled, reinforcing his spirits, but still focused on the "myth", his last hope now was it, though very slim.

Martial Arts:

Flame Knife: 2 floors (3 floors in total, can be upgraded)

Yang Chun Gong: Dacheng (can be strengthened)

Evolution Points: 812

His gaze quickly swept over the interface, filtered through the Flame Knife, which was useless at the moment, and landed on Yang Chungong.

He still remembered that after the success of Yangchun, the words that could be strengthened appeared on the back, but the buttons at that time were gray and could not be promoted.

Now that you see that the button has turned blue, it shows that you can make an improvement.

"Yangchun Gong is a health preservation exercise, maybe after strengthening, it will have a bonus to nourish and repair injuries? ”

Zhang Fang thought about it, and his stiff expression suddenly recovered a little.

The thought clicked heavily on the button, and suddenly Zhang Fang felt different.

The internal qi in the body, which was already quite mild, suddenly became hot, and the speed of running was much faster, and the healing speed of the injury was also much faster.

But this is not enough, far from making the injury heal faster, otherwise sooner or later it will bleed to death.

Zhang Fang saw that the promotion button was still blue, proving that it could still be promoted, and clicked it again, and the button turned gray.

At this time, the internal qi of Yangchun Gong in the body was like a hot current, surging and agitating, many times stronger than the previous internal qi.

The repair power has also been multiplied geometrically, and Zhang Fang feels that he can now completely recover his body with his internal qi.

He endured the heart-rending pain, snorted, pulled out a dozen willow branches in his chest, and threw them on the ground.

The willow branches on the ground were blood-red, stained with a lot of crimson blood, as well as some lung pieces, full of fishy smell.

After pulling out the willow branch, Zhang Fang almost fainted, his consciousness was confused, and his face was even paler.

However, the power of the strengthened Yangchun Gong has increased greatly, and in a few breaths, the wound that has been bleeding without stopping has been blocked, and the bleeding has been quickly stopped.

At the same time, the internal qi frantically poured into the broken liver and intestines in the body, repairing it quickly, and the wound also accelerated healing.

After three minutes, the tear in the abdomen had already scarred, and the bleeding had finally stopped.

Zhang Fang's pale face was also a lot ruddy, and his strength had recovered a lot, at least he was able to stand up steadily.

Although his body has recovered a lot, there are only 212 evolution points left that he finally obtained, and Zhang Fang didn't expect to spend 600 evolution points at all.

Yangchun Gong strengthens the first level of two hundred, and strengthens the second level of four hundred, which is like a quadratic growth, but the effect is also greatly increased.

"Zhang Fang, you..." Liu Chengfeng walked over, very surprised.

He also thought that Zhang Fang was dead, but he didn't expect to see Zhang Fang's ruddy complexion, which was clearly much better, and it looked like his life was dying.