Cui Deshou is a member of his own family who knows his own affairs.
He knew the extent of his own injuries best.
Maybe not dead.
But he was half crippled, and his strength could barely maintain the status of a first-level Martial Emperor, but he was just a show-off. If he really took action, he might not even be able to defeat Cui Rang, a junior.
Just now, in order to stop the self-destruction of that naughty fox, and to prevent the aftermath of the self-destruction of a level 7 demon emperor from completely destroying the entire Qinghe garrison, he could only forcefully seal it at the risk of serious injury or even tragedy.
result.
Unsurprisingly, it was a tragedy.
The Dantian was exploded, the foundation of martial arts was seriously injured, and even the origin of the soul showed a crack.
It would be difficult for him to recover from such an injury alone in his lifetime.
"It's useless!"
Cui Deshou sighed in his heart, but he did not regret it.
At least he's not dead yet, right
Cui Deshou could barely look forward to death. Even though he knew that he was already half-disabled, he could still maintain a somewhat meaningless expression on his face.
However, Cui Rang, Cui Hao and others opposite him did not have such good concentration. Seeing the ancestor spitting out two mouthfuls of blood and losing his breath, they all panicked.
"Ancestor, there are still two ninth-level elixirs in the treasury. I will get them for you right away!"
Just as Cui Rang was about to take action, Cui Deshou slapped him back.
"You bastard! How many times have I told you, don't panic when something happens, don't panic when something happens, why don't you have a long memory?"
Cui Deshou took a long breath and yelled loudly: "If the ninth-level elixir is useful, why do you need to ask you to get it? Do you really think I have lived enough?"
"Ancestor..."
Cui Rang was speechless, feeling extremely sad in his heart. Cui Deshou's extended slap just now made Cui Rang feel that his ancestor's current strength level had actually degraded to around the peak of the king level.
The imperial aura on the surface is just a strong support.
"It's over! Our ancestor's cultivation has dropped so drastically, we, the Cui family of Qinghe, may no longer have the blessing of an emperor!"
A feeling of innocence about to collapse, which made Cui Rang suffocate.
At times like this, when the emperor is absent and wars between kings are raging, any force without an emperor-level powerhouse will be as good as fish on the chopping board.
The ancestor's injuries have healed, and their Qinghe garrison may no longer be able to withstand the next battle to destroy the city.
"If the ninth-level elixir doesn't work, we can find a doctor!"
"That's right! Doctor, go to Jinghua to find Gongshang Tonghua. He is the medical king of the Federation. He will definitely have a solution!"
Cui Rang began to seek medical treatment indiscriminately when he became ill, completely forgetting that even a medical king like Gongshang Tonghua could not cure the injuries of an emperor-level expert.
"Snapped!"
Cui Deshou slapped Cui Rang directly on his old face again, asking him to wake up.
"You really don't have a long memory, are you acting stupid again?"
"You don't know what level of cultivation Master Tonghua has? In the entire federal realm, except for the three emperors, have you ever heard of any other doctor who can heal the injuries of emperor-level warriors?"
"Stay there and don't embarrass yourself in front of my distinguished guests!"
Cui Deshou kicked Cui Rang aside, then looked at Qi Bing and Ye Hanshuang with some embarrassment, and said apologetically: "I made you laugh, a few little things who have never seen the world, met If it’s a big deal, I’ll be so nervous that I don’t know what’s going on.”
"Come, come, come, two emperors, please take a seat!"
Cui Deshou extended his hand to invite Qi Chong and Ye Hanshuang to take their seats in the main hall. At this time, Yang Fan, Tian Buqi, Zhu Sibo and others had also stood up and left their seats, quietly watching the performances of several big guys.
Qi Bing raised his head, glanced at Yang Fan, and said to Cui Deshou in a voice: "Cui Family Master is also worried about seniors, and caring will only lead to chaos."
"However, the senior just said that no one in the entire federation can heal emperor-level injuries, but it is a bit biased."
Qi Bing chuckled and said: "At least as far as Qi knows, there is such a medical genius who can heal the injuries suffered by emperor-level warriors."
Cui Deshou was stunned: "President Qi is not deliberately comforting the old man, is he? The old man thinks he is not that ignorant. If there is such a powerful medical expert in the federation, how could the old man not have heard of it?"
"I only saw it with my own eyes two days ago. What I heard with my own ears, of course I can't fake it."
Qi Bing shook his head slightly, and the old god said: "If it hadn't happened to catch up with the spiritual power tide and all satellite communications in the federation were interrupted, perhaps the title of the first medical king of the Tonghua Federation would have changed hands by now. "
"Oh?" Cui Deshou became interested immediately, his eyes lit up, and he asked Qi Bing in a serious voice: "I wonder who the name of the great medical expert mentioned by President Qi is, and where is he now?"
Seeing hope, the desire to survive suddenly soared, right
Qi Bing is an emperor-level expert and the vice-president of the Martial Arts Association. Naturally, what he says cannot be taken lightly.
The Federation probably really produced such a great medical talent who could treat emperor-level injuries.
It's one thing to accept death as if it were your own, but it's another thing entirely to seek medical treatment.
Although Cui Deshou is not afraid of death, he does not want to die either. He has only lived for more than two hundred years, which is not enough!
Hearing the conversation between Qi Bing and Cui Deshou, Yang Fan suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Being praised in person like this is a feeling of great medical ability. It's so embarrassing.
"Far away, yet so close!"
Qi Bing suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Yang Fan, and Zheng Sheng introduced to Cui Deshou: "Let me formally introduce to you senior. The young genius in front of you is the medical genius I just mentioned who can treat emperor-level warriors. He is the chief of our martial arts association. Doctor, Yang Fan!"
"Well?"
Cui Deshou was startled, his eyes swept over Yang Fan's body, and his face couldn't help but reveal a don't make fun of me expression.
After coming out of the space gate just now, Cui Deshou saw the presence of Yang Fan and his group, but he only thought that these young people were the descendants brought by Qi Bing and Ye Hanshuang, and did not pay too much attention to them.
Now, Qi Bing actually told him that this young man who didn't look very conspicuous in the crowd turned out to be a great healer and could even heal his emperor-level injuries.
This joke is not funny at all.
How could a young man who was not even a king have the ability to heal emperor-level injuries
"Yes, yes!" Cui Rang also reacted at this time and smacked his head quickly: "I was so anxious that I forgot about Master Yang!"
"Ancestor, Master Yang has superb medical skills. Before, seven elders and I were seriously injured outside the city. It was Yang Fan who used healing skills to treat us in time. This allowed us to recover in a short period of time and destroy the enemy in one fell swoop!"
"Ancestor, I can certify that Master Yang Fan's medical skills are definitely much better than Gongshang Tonghua's!"
Cui Rang's words made Cui Deshou startled again.
Master Yang
Cui Rang actually calls such a teenage boy Master Yang. Do you want to respect him so much
Also, Cui Rang and the others are all above the king level, especially Cui Rang, the clan leader, who is at the peak of the king level. Even his injuries can be healed and recovered in a short time. It seems that the young man in front of him is People really have some abilities.
At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly winked at Cui Hao, who was still standing dumbly aside. If you don't stand up and show your presence at this time, how long will it take to make your presence felt in front of the ancestor
Cui Hao was not an idiot. He immediately understood the deep meaning in Yang Fan's eyes and without any hesitation, he bent his knees.
thump!
He immediately knelt down in front of Yang Fan and begged Yang Fan loudly and affectionately: "Master, for the sake of your disciple, please take action to heal the injuries of my ancestor. Our Cui family cannot live without our ancestor." , the disciples cannot live without their ancestors! The ancestors are the closest and most respected people in the Cui family!"
As he spoke, Cui Hao even squeezed out two tears. He spoke so affectionately that Yang Fan was a little moved.
Unexpectedly, this Cui Hao is actually a bold and unrestrained person. It would be even more perfect if he howled loudly twice at this time.
Cui Deshou was immediately confused. Who is this? He was crying like a mourner, making me feel as if I had already traveled west on a crane.
"This is… "
Cui Deshou glanced at Cui Rang in confusion, and Cui Rang explained to him softly: "The ancestor didn't know something. When Elder Cui Hao went to explore the secret realm of martial arts some time ago, he was rescued by Master Yang. He was deeply impressed by Master Yang's rich common sense. So I took advantage of the situation and became my disciple Yang Fan.”
As he spoke, Cui Rang could not help but sigh softly: "Elder Cui Hao is such a sweetheart! He is also loyal to the family, and he has nothing to say to you, ancestor. He has always regarded you as his idol, and his lifelong What’s the goal?”
"Now, seeing that the ancestor is seriously injured, it's no wonder he is so anxious and panicked."
Cui Deshou nodded slightly. This is not surprising. As the ancestor of the Cui family, he has always been the idol in the hearts of all the people in the clan.
Although he had not had much contact with the boy Cui Hao before, this boy also suddenly became a king and became an elder during this spiritual wave, but this did not affect the influence of his ancestor of the Cui family. A glorious image shines on Cui Hao.
Yang Fan's eyes swept over the faces of Cui Deshou and Cui Rang, and he was slightly satisfied. It seemed that the effect of the performance was quite satisfactory.
Really, for Cui Hao to gain a foothold in the family, he, as a master, was really worried.
"Okay, get up!" Yang Fan glanced down at Cui Hao and said softly: "You are the most valued disciple of my master. Naturally, my master will not stand by and watch your affairs."
"It's just that Senior Cui doesn't seem to trust the teacher's methods. It's not easy for the teacher to take the initiative to treat him..."
Until now, Cui Deshou has not taken the initiative to seek medical treatment. Yang Fan is also a shameless person, and his medical skills are not that cheap.
Cui Deshou was so happy that he couldn't help but chuckle.
This young man is interesting and confident.
Although he was seriously injured now, the emperor-level aura on his body was still there. This young man could not change his face under his emperor-level pressure, and he still spoke so forcefully. This was definitely not something that just anyone could do.
This little guy is not a liar with extremely strong psychological qualities, but he is definitely a person with real abilities!
For a moment, Cui Deshou suddenly felt a little moved. Perhaps, his injuries could really be saved.
(End of chapter)