Yun Yang walked over quickly, grabbed Qiu Jianhan's hand, and without saying a word, he started to use the endless magic skill, slowly sending the energy full of vitality into Marshal Qiu's body, and then Only then did he begin to carefully examine Qiu Jianhan's current injuries.
At first glance, even though Yun Yang was a battle-hardened man, he couldn't help but gasp.
The old marshal takes the lead and does not avoid danger. There are quite a few mottled scars on his body, but more than 90% of the injuries are flesh injuries. In addition to being protected by white clothes and snow, the old marshal himself is also very good in cultivation and has not suffered any other injuries. Severe damage is not enough.
There was actually only one fatal injury that put him in this situation, but just this one serious injury was enough to be fatal!
The location of the arrow was right at the vital point of the left chest, and it penetrated from front to back. If you only looked at it from the outside, it could be said that the wound went directly through the heart without any distortion.
How can a person be lucky if he has no intention? !
Fortunately, Yun Yang knew that the sudden fatal arrow was slightly blocked by Bai Yixue at the last moment when it was about to hit. Fortunately, there was a slight obstruction, so when the arrow hit Qiu Jianhan's chest, it missed a little, a little, a little!
Otherwise, Qiu Jianhan would definitely die on the spot, and there would be no room for luck.
But even so, Qiu Jianhan was still hovering on the edge of life and death at this moment. In other words, most of his feet had already entered the gate of hell and there was no way he could return to heaven!
Even if Yun Yang sees it now, he still feels uncertain.
Yun Yang tried his best to save him, but after using the endless life skill for half an hour, Qiu Jianhan's injuries showed no improvement at all.
Yun Yang had high hopes for him, and his magical power that could be said to be invincible in the past seemed to have lost its effect today.
Even the pulse rate has not become stronger even a little bit.
Qiu Jianhan was still lying silently as before, but Yun Yang could clearly feel that the old marshal's remaining vitality was slowly draining away.
It seems that life no longer belongs to this aging and seriously injured disabled body.
Yun Yang was naturally unwilling to give up. In addition to continuing to operate the endless magic power, he also used all the best elixirs and top-quality wound medicines. However, this could only slightly slow down the flow of vitality in Qiu Jianhan's body, but it could not. Seriously stop the flow.
At this moment, Yun Yang felt extremely hateful!
I hate why I was knocked out of the power of the Nine Lords at such a critical time!
I hate myself even more, even though I have already recovered greatly, why can't I open my spiritual space
If the space can be opened, the connection with Lu Lu can be restored. With Lu Lu's life energy, Qiu Jianhan can be saved from danger!
If Lu Lu helps, even if the old marshal has stopped breathing at this moment, Yun Yang is sure to be able to save him as long as it doesn't take long!
But now Yun Yang can only watch helplessly as the elder he respects the most slowly passes away right in front of him, but he can do nothing to help him!
This feeling of frustration that he was unable to do anything about made Yun Yang almost go crazy!
Behind them, everyone was watching Yun Yang's rescue in silence. Everyone was holding their breath for fear that the slightest movement would disturb Yun Yang. Everyone's eyes were shining with hope. . I hope Yun Yang can create another legend and seriously rescue the old marshal.
Fu Baoguo, Yunhou, Wang Dingguo, Shangguan Lingxiu, Bai Yixue, the four young masters...
Everyone here had the same heart and thoughts, but in the end they only saw Yun Yang's back, which had always been as straight and straight as a sword, slowly collapsed, as if he had lost all his strength and was no longer able to do anything. Thought it would continue…
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"How is the old marshal? Is it getting better?" Fu Baoguo's voice was filled with extreme anxiety. When he asked this lucky question with a hint of temptation, his heart sank first.
Because he had already seen the striking wounds on Qiu Jianhan's body.
Such an injury is a fatal injury, a serious injury that cannot be cured!
Suffering such heavy injuries, no matter how profound his cultivation is, he is still bound to die!
No more luck!
The reason why the old marshal is still alive now is that he still has one breath, but it is only his last breath. If this breath is gone, he can die instantly at any time and anywhere, and he will be killed in a different way.
The faces of Marquis Yun, Bai Yixue and others were extremely heavy, and tears were already shining in Shangguan's beautiful eyes.
Her eyes were fixed on Yun Yang's face.
Among everyone present, except for Fang Mofei, only Shangguan Lingxiu knew Yun Yang's true identity.
Originally, Shangguan Lingxiu had pinned all her hopes on him!
When Shangguan Lingxiu thinks about it, there should be nothing in this world that Master Jiuzun can't do. Just like today's battle, one's own side has been trapped in death. With the arrival of Yun Yang, the situation has been reversed and a way out has been found in the death situation. , break through the siege and get immediate results!
But at this moment, everyone could see Yun Yang's dilemma, but Shangguan Lingxiu still hoped that Yun Yang could help him, so that the old marshal would still have hope and survive, but even Yun Yang couldn't do anything , then... But there is really no way to save the day!
Yun Yang sat on his knees in silence, his face pale, his eyes dull, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Yun Yang's injuries had not really healed. He had violated the taboo of being injured while rushing along the way. Then he rushed into the battlefield forcefully and fought fiercely throughout the whole process. Especially the extreme fight between the two masters of the Mai sect made his condition even worse. The situation is getting worse and worse, and it has already reached the point of being overwhelmed.
However, the only thing in Yun Yang's heart is that he still hopes that nothing will happen to the old marshal and that Iron Bone Pass must not be lost.
Now, the latter has become a reality. Although the former still has one breath left, it only lasts for one breath. It may even lose its last breath at any time. Seeing that both of these things will come to nothing!
How could Yun Yang not be exhausted mentally and physically? He had tried hard on his own just now, trying to open the space, connect with Lu Lu, and try his best to revive the old marshal. However, the space still seemed to have completely disappeared, and Lu Lu showed no response.
The strange energy that used to flow through his body, like his arms and fingers, could not be used at all.
The force of life.
The power of meteors.
The power of national destiny.
The endless magical power of killing evil and promoting good.
As long as any of his power can be mobilized, Yun Yang is sure that he can stabilize Qiu Jianhan's injuries. At the very least, he will not die immediately, and his life is in danger.
But... all the above powers are sealed in the consciousness space and cannot be contacted or mobilized at all.
Yun Yang's heart plummeted, as if he had fallen into an abyss with no bottom...
Could it be that he had to face the painful experience of losing friends and relatives? !
As soon as he thought of this, his vision suddenly became dark, and his mind was extremely agitated. New injuries and old ones occurred at the same time. He couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he almost fainted.
"There is nothing I can do, and there is nothing I can do..." Yun Yang's weak voice struck everyone's heart hard.
Everyone felt heartache, and Shangguan Lingxiu's tears fell softly.
Even the Nine Lords have complained that they are helpless. Is the old marshal... hopeless? !
Fu Baoguo lowered his head suddenly, the muscles on his face trembled, and he suddenly fell to his knees softly, his forehead pressed against the ground, tears flowed down silently, and he couldn't cry for a while.
As Fu Baoguo knelt down, the tent suddenly fell into an atmosphere of sadness.
"Ahem..."
A weak cough suddenly sounded, and everyone looked around with tears in their eyes, only to see Qiu Jianhan coughing suddenly, his chest rising and falling violently, and then, the eyes that had been closed for a long time opened on their own.
However, the old marshal's breathing became more and more rapid, like a bellows beating.
At this critical moment of life and death, Qiu Jianhan miraculously came to his senses.
The old marshal slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were a little dazed, as if he was thinking about something, but then he saw a few faces above him, and his eyes suddenly lit up weakly.
His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
Shangguan Lingxiu hurriedly put her ear up and heard Qiu Jianhan's voice as thin as a gnat, almost inaudible. It seemed that she had used up all her remaining strength to finally spit out a sentence: "...Yun...Yun Yang...come on." Already...?"
Shangguan Lingxiu nodded repeatedly, with tears in his eyes: "Come, come... Just arrived... He saved us from the siege... "
The old marshal's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he suddenly became energetic, and his voice became slightly louder: "Everyone... go out... Yun... Yang... stay..."
The old man's pale face suddenly showed a few traces of blush as if by a miracle.
However, everyone present had a clear understanding. This was a reflection of the dying person. The old marshal... was really going to die soon!
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lt;Today is my dad’s birthday and I forgot to ask for leave in advance. On November 22nd, I had some wine with the old man. The old man was fine, but I fainted... >