Yun Yang walked over quickly and grabbed Qiu Jianhan's hand in his hand. Without saying a word, he used the endless magical power to slowly convey the vitality of the vitality into the body of the old Marshal Qiu, and then began to carefully examine Qiu Jianhan's current injuries.

After seeing this, even though Yun Yang was a man of a long battle formation, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The old marshal led the way without avoiding danger. There were quite a few mottled scars on his body, but more than 90% of the injuries were all flesh and blood. In addition to being protected by white snow, the old marshal's cultivation was also good, and it was not worthy of any other serious damage.

There is actually only one fatal injury that really causes him to fall into this current situation, but only this severe injury is enough to be fatal!

The arrow is at the vital point of the left chest, and it is also connected to the front and back. If you only look at the surface, the wound can be said to have passed through the heart without any fiction.

Is it a blessing to be unintentional?!

Fortunately, Yun Yang knew that the sudden death arrow was about to hit the last moment when it was about to hit, and was slightly blocked by Baiyixue. Fortunately, the arrow was slightly tilted when it shot into Qiu Jianhan's chest!

Otherwise, Qiu Jianhan would have died on the spot and there would be no room for luck.

But even so, Qiu Jianhan is still wandering on the verge of life and death, or it can be said that most of his feet have entered the gates of hell and it is difficult to turn the world back!

Even if Yun Yang saw it now, he still felt unsure.

Yun Yang tried his best to rescue him, but after half an hour of continuous magical skills, Qiu Jianhan's injuries did not improve at all.

I was held with high hopes by Yun Yang. In the past, I could have been said to have never been in trouble, but today I actually felt like I had lost my effect.

Even the pulse beat frequency did not turn even a little bit strong.

Qiu Jianhan was still lying silently as before, but Yun Yang could clearly feel that the little remaining vitality of the old marshal was still losing bit by bit.

It seems that life no longer belongs to this broken body that is aged and seriously injured.

Yun Yang was naturally unwilling to give up. In addition to continuously operating the magical power, he also used all his excellent spiritual medicines and top-quality injury medicines on one side. However, this was limited to slightly delaying the speed of the vitality in Qiu Jianhan's body and could not really stop it from passing.

At this moment, Yun Yang was extremely hated!

I hate why I was knocked out of the power of the Nine Lords at such a critical moment!

I even more hate myself for being able to open my spiritual space even though I have already cultivated to a great extent!

If the space can be opened, it can restore contact with Lulu. With Lulu's vitality, Qiu Jianhan can turn danger into danger!

If Lulu helps, even if the old marshal has stopped breathing at this time, as long as it doesn’t take long, Yun Yang will be sure to save him!

But Yun Yang could only watch now that his most respected elder passed away slowly in front of him, but he was powerless and sighed!

This powerful and difficult feeling of frustration made Yun Yang almost crazy!

Behind him, everyone watched Yun Yang's rescue quietly. Everyone held their breath, fearing that a little movement would disturb Yun Yang. Everyone's eyes were full of hope. I hope Yun Yang could create a legend again and really save the old marshal.

Fu Baoguo, Yunhou, Wang Dingguo, Shangguan Lingxiu, Baiyixue, and the four great princes...

Everyone here, all the people in the capital shared the same heart and thoughts, but in the end they only saw Yun Yang's always straight back as tall as a sword, slowly collapsed, as if he had lost all his strength and could no longer continue...

...

"How is the old marshal? Is there any improvement?" Fu Baoguo's voice was extremely nervous. When this sentence of tentative luck was asked, his heart sank first.

Because he had already seen the eye-catching wound on Qiu Jianhan's body.

Such injuries are bound to be dead and severely injured without any solution!

Being so severely damaged, even if he has such a profound cultivation level, he will still be sure to die!

No more luck!

The reason why the old marshal is still alive is that he still has his last breath. If this breath is gone, he can die immediately anytime and anywhere, and the strange road is clear.

Yunhou, Bai Yixue and others' faces were extremely heavy, and tears were already flashing in Shangguan Lingxiu's bright eyes.

Her eyes were staring at Yun Yang's face.

Among everyone present, except Fang Mofei, only Shangguan Lingxiu knew Yun Yang's true identity.

Originally, Shangguan Lingxiu had already placed all his hopes on him!

Shangguan Lingxiu thought that there should be nothing in this world that Lord Jiuzun could not do. It was like in today's battle, his side was already dead. With Yun Yang's arrival, the situation was reversed, and the road to death was opened, breaking the siege and backfiring, and the results were immediately achieved!

But at this moment, no one could see Yun Yang's embarrassment, but Shangguan Lingxiu still hoped that Yun Yang would be able to say he could save him, so that the old marshal would still have hope and survive. But if even Yun Yang had no choice, then... it would be really impossible to turn things around!

Yun Yang knelt silently, his face turned pale and his eyes were dull, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yun Yang's injuries were not really healed. He was already in a hurry along the way and had already violated the taboo of the injured. After that, he broke into the battlefield and fought fiercely throughout the whole process. Especially the extreme frustration between the two masters of the Mayi Sect, which made his condition worse and worse, and he had already reached a point of overwhelming burden.

However, Yun Yang's only hope in his heart that the old marshal must not have anything to do and that the iron gate must not be lost.

Now, the latter has become a reality. Although the former still has one breath, it only lasts for one breath, and even the last breath will be gone at any time. Seeing these two things will become a bubble!

How could Yun Yang not be exhausted? He just tried hard to open the space and connect Lulu, and try his best to make the old marshal's vitality. However, the space still seemed to have completely disappeared, and Lulu had no response.

The past has overflowed all over the body, like an arm that uses a strange energy to the finger, but it cannot be used at all.

The power of life.

The power of the meteorite.

The power of national destiny.

The power of slaughtering evil and promoting good is endless.

As long as there is any kind of power that can be mobilized, Yun Yang is confident that he can stabilize Qiu Jianhan's injuries. At least, he will not die immediately and be in danger.

However... all the above powers are sealed in the spiritual space and cannot be connected or mobilized.

Yun Yang's heart fell down, as if he had fallen into a deep and unsightly abyss...

Could it be that I have to face the painful experience of losing my family and friends?!

As soon as I thought about this, my eyes suddenly became black. With an abnormal stimulation, my new and old injuries occurred at the same time. I could no longer help but spurt a mouthful of blood, and I almost fainted.

"There is no way, I can't do it..." Yun Yang's weak voice hit everyone's hearts with a fierce blow.

Everyone felt heartbroken, and Shangguan Lingxiu's tears fell down even more.

Even the Nine Lords sued him for helplessness. Is the old marshal... unsuccessful?!

Fu Baoguo suddenly lowered his head, his face was spasm, and his whole body suddenly fell softly to the ground, his forehead against the ground, tears flowed silently, and he burst into tears for a moment.

As Fu Baoguo fell to his knees, the tent immediately fell into an atmosphere of sadness.

"cough……"

A faint cough suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at the tears in their eyes, but they saw Qiu Jianhan on the bed suddenly coughing, and his chest fluctuated violently. Then, the eyes that had been closed for a long time opened themselves.

However, the old marshal's breathing was getting faster and faster, like a bellows inciting.

At this critical moment of life and death, Qiu Jianhan actually woke up miraculously.

The old marshal slowly opened his eyes, his eyes slightly confused, as if he was thinking, but then he saw several faces that were approaching him, and his eyes suddenly lit up faintly.

His lips twitched slightly, as if he was about to say something.

Shangguan Lingxiu hurriedly put his ears up, and only heard Qiu Jianhan's voice as thin as a mosquito, almost inaudible. As if he had used up all his remaining strength, he finally said something: "...Yun...Yun Yang... is here?"

Shangguan Lingxiu nodded repeatedly, tears in her eyes: "He is here... I just arrived... He saved us and escaped from the siege..."

The old marshal's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he was suddenly inspiration, and his voice became slightly louder: "Everyone... go out... Yun... Yang... stay..."

On the old man's pale face, a few blush appeared like a miracle.

However, everyone present had an enlightenment, which was the return of the dying person. The old marshal... is really not long!
Chapter completed!