The snake fairy girl made up her mind not to collide with Yang Jiye, and as soon as she turned around, she dodged away, and then circled Yang Jiye like a spiritual snake. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And every time he makes a palm, he doesn't ask for merit, but he just can't get out of Yang Jiye.

The two fought for more than ten moves, Yang Jiye knew that if he continued to fight like this, the other party just dodged and did not collide with her, if he wanted to take her, he was only afraid of a hundred moves, once the opponent's strong people attacked in groups, it would be difficult for him to get out.

Therefore, Yang Jiye took a deep breath, his whole body was filled with black gas, like an angry lion, he shouted violently, drew a circle on the left and right palms, and condensed the majestic vitality into two giant palms, and slapped towards the snake fairy girl.

The snake fairy girl knew that this was Yang Jiye's all-out attack, and this move had already shrouded her all over her body, and she couldn't dodge at all, so she could only fight hard with the other party.

Boom!

A dull popping sound sounded, shaking the tables and chairs of the Chinese army's big tent into powder.

The snake fairy girl was shocked and flew out upside down, and fell right on top of the emperor's dragon chair, shaking the dragon chair into pieces.

The snake fairy girl clutched her chest, stood up with difficulty, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Yang Jiye viciously.

Yang Jiye was also shocked and retreated several steps, snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly his feet were firmly grasped by a pair of hands that suddenly emerged from the ground, like iron hoops.

Yang Jiye was shocked, when he was ready to make a move, the snake fairy who was vomiting blood suddenly let out a piercing scream, and her body was like a poisonous snake in the air, and she pounced towards Yang Jiye: "Old Linggong, you have been tricked, suffer death!"

It turned out that the snake fairy girl vomited blood just now was fake, in fact, she was not too seriously injured at all, just to make Yang Jiye think that she had seriously injured her, and she could leave calmly.

Yang Jiye didn't have time to attack the person under his feet, the snake fairy girl had already rushed in front of him, and there was an Emei thorn in his hand, lingering with dark black light, stabbing at Lao Linggong's chest.

Yang Jiye's feet were caught, and he couldn't dodge at all, he was about to meet the snake fairy girl's stab, but the person underground grabbed Yang Lao Linggong's feet and pulled them into the ground, and even pulled his whole thigh down into the dirt, making it even more difficult to move.

The snake fairy girl's Emei thorn turned into a stab at the face of the old Linggong.

Yang Jiye shook his hand, and a spear appeared in both hands, and the tip of the spear was aimed at the snake fairy girl and stabbed out.

The snake fairy Gu actually pierced her left chest despite the spear that came from the stab, and the Emei thorn in her hand also got out of her hand, and with a whoosh, shot at Yang Jiye's head.

The snake fairy girl's desperate style of play made Yang Jiye frown. At the same time, she felt a tingling pain in the grabbed feet, but the fingers of the underground powerhouse who had grabbed his feet had been inserted into his legs.

Yang Jiye's eyes were shining, his left hand was raised and his fingers flicked, and with a bang, the Emei thorn was flicked straight into the sky, penetrating the cowhide felt tent and disappearing into the night.

The corner of the snake fairy girl's mouth showed a smug and cold smile, because her right hand had already hit Yang Jiye's chest like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter at the moment when Yang Jiye bounced her Emei stabbing away.

Boom!

It seemed to be just the sound of a book falling on the ground, and it wasn't earth-shattering, but Yang Jiye's body shook violently.

The snake fairy girl took advantage of the power of this palm, her body floated backwards like a kite with a broken line, and her body broke away from the spear that Yang Jiye pierced into her left chest, and a stream of blood spurted out from the wound.

Yang Jiye didn't pursue, but casually took the spear back, and at the same time, the tip of the spear poked into the ground, and the back half of the spear was completely submerged under the ground.

There was a muffled snort from the ground, and the iron fist that was holding Yang Jiye's feet suddenly loosened.

Yang Jiye's entire body suddenly ejected into the air. At the same time, the spear also rose into the air, and a stream of bloody arrows erupted from the ground.

Yang Jiye pierced through the cowhide felt tent, his body soared in the night sky, the spear in his hand was dripping with blood, he went to his feet, stepped on the gun, and ran quickly towards Jinyang City.

More than a dozen seventh- and sixth-level powerhouses rushed over from all directions, ready to encircle Yang Jiye. Before this, they didn't dare to get too close, for fear that Yang Jiye would be alerted to a trap, but it was too late for them to close the siege, and Yang Jiye had already stepped away.

Only eighth-level powerhouses can fly with imperial weapons, and these seventh-level and sixth-level powerhouses can't do it, so they can only watch Yang Jiye disappear into the night sky.

The snake fairy girl staggered, covered her wound and walked outside the tent, looked at Yang Jiye in the distance, opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, but this blood was real, because her chest and lungs had been pierced by Yang Jiye's shot.

There was blood on the corner of her mouth, and she said viciously: "Hit my palm, Yang Jiye, you are dead!"

The strong man who rushed in hurriedly split the ground and dragged out the strong man who had grabbed Yang Jiye's feet just now from the ground, it was the night of the Spring Festival that Yang Xianmao saw the gray-robed strong man who was patrolling above the Imperial City of the Great Song Dynasty, named Earth Tiger Venerable.

Yang Jiye's shot passed through the ground and stabbed him in the chest.

At this moment, such a serious injury made him collapse to the ground in decadence, and half of his body was already stained red with blood.

After the imperial doctor who accompanied Song Taizong on the expedition rushed to the Chinese military tent to check it as quickly as possible, his face was pale, and he hurriedly stopped the bleeding and bandaged the wound.

Song Taizong, who was wearing bright yellow armor, appeared in the Zhongjun tent surrounded by several seventh-level powerhouses, and after a brief question, he said to the imperial doctor in a deep voice: "How are the injuries of the two masters?"

The two imperial physicians shook their heads gloomily and said, "Both Heavenly Masters have injured their lungs and their internal organs are broken, and they will definitely die and cannot be saved." Please forgive the emperor for his incompetence. ”

Song Taizong turned his head to an old Taoist beside him and said, "Venerable Feiling, your son is known as a divine doctor, please ask him to come and heal the two heavenly masters." ”

This old Taoist was Han Feizu, the father of Doctor Han, and the chief inspector agreed at the moment, turned around and told the medicine boy who was not far away to hurry up and ask his son Doctor Han to come.

Soon, Doctor Han rushed over.

It turned out that Song Taizong made comprehensive preparations for this expedition, not only prepared grain, grass, horses, blades, bows and arrows, but also summoned the world's capable monks to form a monk group to accompany the army, and at the same time, he also invited the world's famous doctors to go out as the army.

Han Feizu wrote a letter to his son Han Shenyi to also sign up for the emperor's imperial expedition, because he was not a servant of the imperial doctor, so he was not by the emperor's side, but only as a companion of the imperial forest army led by the emperor, ready to treat the injured soldiers at any time.

Now that he got the order, Doctor Han hurriedly rushed over. But after he checked the injuries of the Earth Tiger Venerable and the Snake Immortal Gu, he couldn't help but gasp, shook his head with a wry smile, and said with his fists folded: "Back to the emperor, the injuries of these two people hurt their internal organs, and the grass people can't treat them. This kind of injury can only be healed by one person in the world. That is Yang Xianmao, the little lang in Xuanzhou Rejuvenation Hall. It's just that this person went out to travel to the doctor, and this time he originally wanted to ask him to come with him, but I don't know where he went. ”

Emperor Taizong nodded and said, "I have heard of this person, and it was recommended to me by Lu Duan in the Hubu Langzhong, saying that this person is good at disemboweling and disemboweling to cure diseases and injuries, and Lu Duan's eyes were once blinded by the traitors with a golden needle, which was cured by his wonderful hand rejuvenation." I asked Lu Duan to invite him to participate in my personal expedition, but he refused. Now that even you say that, it seems that this person is indeed very powerful. You hurry up and search in many ways, I hope that God can be pitiful and find this, the divine doctor Xiao Langzhong, you must ask him to save the two masters Aiqing. ”

Everyone hurriedly agreed.

Emperor Taizong turned to look in the direction of Jinyang City, gritted his teeth and said: "Since Yang Jiye has been seriously injured, the defenders will inevitably be in chaos, shoot arrows into the city, and warn Liu Jiyuan that if he does not surrender again, once Jinyang City is broken, I will inevitably slaughter the city, and all men, women and children will be killed!"

When everyone heard Song Taizong's order, they couldn't help but shudder. Song Taizong fought in the south and the north, and he never ordered the slaughter of the city, this time he really provoked the anger in his heart.

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Yang Jiye stepped on the spear and quickly rushed back to the sky above the city tower, but he could no longer support it, and planted it directly from the spear. Yang Liulang, who was picked up on the city tower, flew into the air, caught his father's body, and slowly landed on the city tower, putting him on the ground.

Yang Jiye slowly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and said in a low voice: "The Great Song Emperor was prepared, and he expected that I was going to attack secretly, so he set up an ambush. I was slapped by a thief and my lungs were badly wounded, and I was afraid that my life would not be long. ”

Yang Liulang hurriedly ordered the soldiers to bring the stretcher, and said, "Father, don't talk yet, go back to the barracks first, and call Lang Zhong for treatment,"

Yang Jiye grabbed his son's hand and said, "Now while I'm still sober, I'll tell you a word, -- fight to the end and never surrender!"

Yang Liulang nodded solemnly and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to carry his father away.

Yang Jiye was carried to the barracks next to the palace, and at the same time, someone was sent to report to Liu Jiyuan, the lord of the Northern Han Dynasty.

When Liu Jiyuan heard that Yang Jiye was seriously injured, he was very surprised, and even more frightened, so he hurriedly asked the imperial doctor to help treat him.

Several imperial doctors jointly conducted a consultation, and after the examination, they all had a worried face, and told Liu Jiyuan, Yang Qilang and other Yang Jiye's sons that Yang Jiye's lungs suffered heavy closure injuries, and the lungs were torn and bleeding, resulting in hemothorax. Hemostasis must now be urgently applied. However, it is difficult to achieve the effect of hemostasis with drugs for internal bleeding of internal organ cracking, so I can only try it to see if God has opened his eyes.

The imperial doctor immediately gave Yang Jiye the best hemostatic medicine, but Yang Jiye's breathing became more and more difficult, and his face became more and more pale, indicating that the blood in the chest cavity had been flowing non-stop, and the hemostatic medicine had not achieved its effect.

The imperial doctor told Liu Jiyuan that if this continued, Yang Jiye would definitely die.

At this moment, Yang Jiye had fallen into a coma. In addition to the four sons of my family, who served as guards on the castle gate, the remaining three sons, Goro, Liulang, and Qiro, were all around their father, anxious. But nothing could be done.

At this time, a soldier who had returned from carrying a stretcher said to Yang Liulang: "General, I know that there is a Xiao Langzhong in the city, who is good at disemboweling and disemboweling people to treat their wounds. Would you like to ask him to come and heal him?"