With everyone's support, Li Yanzhi said firmly: "Okay, let's go to the northeast and see what happened."
The disciples of Yihua Palace went around the corner of the mountain and came to the northeast of the mountain. The air was filled with a bloody smell and the scene in front of them was a mess. There were rubble as big as millstones everywhere and wounded people lying on the ground.
The clothes of the injured were embroidered with golden lightning patterns, and it was obvious that they were disciples of Fangcun Mountain.
Among the fifteen earth-level disciples from Fangcun Mountain who participated in the ancient martial arts competition, only three were not injured. They were working hard to lift huge rocks and treat their injured companions.
However, faced with more than a dozen companions who were crushed by the huge rocks, the strength of the three of them was like a drop in the bucket and they were simply unable to handle it.
Some of the disciples who were trapped under the boulder screamed miserably, some were pale and unconscious, and some were groaning softly with blood all over their faces.
"Sisters, go help."
The arrival of the twenty-five Yihua Palace disciples was undoubtedly a timely help, greatly surprising the Fangcun Mountain disciples who were trying to save their companions with tears in their eyes.
The beauties bit their hair and worked together to lift the huge rock that was pressing on their bodies. Fortunately, although they were weak women, they were all top-level earth-level masters. Their internal strength suddenly turned, and the two of them lifted the rock.
Moving stones is not difficult, but when lifting stones, one must not shock the injured person, otherwise it will cause secondary injuries, so everyone is very careful.
Most of the injured who were groaning and shouting in pain had broken bones and were not in any danger of life. Three of them were particularly seriously injured, with bleeding from the mouth and nose. They had fallen into a deep coma and were barely breathing.
Twelve alarms went off at once. Unexpectedly, Mr. Mo Da learned that the location of the accident was Genshan Palace. His expression became solemn and he glared at Yue Zhuoqun fiercely.
All disciples of Fangcun Mountain have undergone rigorous training, and the earth-level disciples are even more powerful. Unless they are seriously injured, no one will easily sound the alarm and withdraw from the competition.
Yue Zhuoqun was also very surprised. The mechanism in his formation should not have caused such heavy casualties. Moreover, all the participating disciples had signed a life and death agreement and were willing to accept the loss. No matter who was injured or died, it had nothing to do with them.
Seeing that the red light was not in the direction where their disciples were, Taoist Chongxu and Zen Master Zhikong breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he was not in the position of his official disciples, Du Zhong also looked anxious: "With so many people pressing the red light, the situation is urgent, we need to send more people to rescue."
After looking at Du Zhong, Yue Zhuoqun smiled sinisterly and said to Elder Lu: "With so many people injured, Doctor Zhao cannot handle it alone. Elder Lu, please send more people to rescue them."
Mr. Mo Da winked at his brother and said, "That's the location of our disciples. We have to go check it out together."
His own disciples were injured, so he couldn't count on Zhao Yizhi from Taiyi Sect. Although Mr. Mo Da was not a doctor, he had plenty of healing medicines.
Taoist Chongxu smiled hypocritically: "It's not too early for the participating sect leader to personally enter the battle..."
Mr. Mo Da was intimidating without being angry, with his white hair and beard flying in the wind, like a god of thunder. He stared at Taoist Chongxu, and scared Taoist Chongxu so much that he didn't dare to say the few words that were not in accordance with the rules.
Mr. Mo Da glanced at Ye Feng, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Ye Feng's medical skills were much stronger than Zhao Yizhi's. If he could get Ye Feng's help, it would be much easier to treat the injured.
But he was too embarrassed to ask Ye Feng for help. After looking at Ye Feng, he turned around and prepared to go to the Five Elements ** Array with his brother Mo Er.
Ye Feng certainly knew what Mr. Mo Da meant by his look, so he volunteered, "So many people are injured, one more person to help means one more hope, Mr. Mo Da, do you want me to go with you?"
Mr. Mo Da felt a little hot on his face, and he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your help, Sect Master Ye. If you can lend a hand, I will be grateful."
"Okay, let's go quickly."
Ye Feng felt Jiang Yixue pulling his sleeve, sensed the concern in her eyes, and gently patted her delicate little hand.
"I'm going to save people, nothing will happen to me. Besides, this small formation can't be a problem for me. If you provoke me, I will burn this broken formation with fire."
"Haha, I know you can do it, but you have to be careful."
Knowing that Ye Feng was going to the formation to rescue people, Jiang Yixue was worried about his safety. She had seen many people injured in the formation, and her beautiful eyes were full of concern.
After hearing what Ye Feng said, she let go of Ye Feng's sleeve. She had seen Ye Feng's abilities and believed that he would be able to protect himself.
Ye Feng's voice was not loud, but he did not lower it deliberately. Yue Zhuoqun heard it clearly. When he heard that Ye Feng treated the Five Elements ** Array he had set up as nothing, his face became grim and he glared over here.
Mr. Mo Da had already led the rescue team very far away. Although Ye Feng lagged behind, he jumped up and followed quickly like a wild horse.
When the disciples of Fangcun Mountain saw Mr. Mo Da coming, they all looked sad.
The three uninjured disciples clasped their fists respectfully and said, "Master, I'm sorry."
"Master, we were too careless."
"Master, there are only three of us left."
Mr. Mo Da's white beard fluttered in the wind. He stroked his beard and sighed, "No need to say anything. The injured will receive treatment here, and the uninjured will continue with the Earth-level Ancient Martial Arts Competition. You can go now."
The three disciples of Fangcun Mountain nodded, turned around and left resolutely, disappearing from everyone's sight.
There was a disciple from Fangcun Mountain who was bleeding from his mouth and nose and was barely breathing. He was the most seriously injured among the wounded.
That person was Mr. Mo Er's direct disciple. The bond between master and disciple was thicker than blood. Mr. Mo Er looked anxious: "Wang Tong, you have to hold on."
Zhao Yizhi was feeling Wang Tong's pulse. He stretched out his bone-thick fingers and placed them on Wang Tong's wrist. Within two seconds, he shook his head indifferently: "This man's heart and veins are exhausted. His body has multiple fractures, his meridians are cut, and his internal organs are dislocated. He is beyond saving. Please collect his body."
He decisively gave up the treatment, with a mocking smile on his face and a tone of dissatisfaction: "Master Ye is regarded as China's miracle doctor. Do you want to verify my diagnosis again?"
Ye Feng smiled. In fact, when Zhao Yizhi was taking Wang Tong's pulse, he had already opened the divine eye between his eyebrows and observed Wang Tong's injuries.
Just as Zhao Yizhi said, Wang Tong was indeed seriously injured. His internal organs were displaced and he had more than 20 fractures all over his body. Black air was surrounding his body, covering up his own green life essence, and one foot had already stepped into the coffin.
Except for Ye Feng, any other doctor would shake his head and sigh, helpless when facing Wang Tong's injuries.
However, Ye Feng's practice of the Medical God's Heart Sutra has already broken through the realm of human medicine and is moving towards the realm of earthly medicine. His medical skills cannot be measured by ordinary worldly medical theories.