Seeing that if he didn't move aside, his palm was going to be chopped off.
After all, even as a martial artist of the Internal Organ Realm, he was still flesh and blood, not immune to blades.
With no choice left, the middle-aged Great Han could only flick his fingers, hitting the back of the saber, dodging the blade's edge, and retreating backwards.
This exchange of blows ended temporarily with the retreat of the middle-aged strong man.
Ma Gu, standing by, nearly popped his eyes out when he saw this scene.
The Lu Qing brother actually forced the middle-aged strong man to retreat with a single saber strike?
What on earth had just happened?!
The skirmish between Lu Qing and the middle-aged strong man happened too quickly.
Even Ma Gu, who was at the same Muscle Bone Realm, couldn't see the deeper meanings in their exchange.
But this didn't stop him from being utterly shocked.
Because he simply couldn't imagine how Lu Qing, who was at the Muscle Bone Realm, could force a top martial artist of the Internal Organ Realm to temporarily avoid his sharpness.
"I didn't expect you to have cultivated your saber technique to such a realm at such a young age."
After regaining his stance, the middle-aged strong man looked at Lu Qing with surprise showing on his face.
Although Lu Qing's cultivation was negligible in his eyes.
But the Saber Technique Realm demonstrated earlier deserved his attention.
At the same time, his heart was filled with shock.
This youngster, in his comprehension of the Sword Skill, had actually reached the Grandmaster Realm of Harmony of Strength and Gentleness, meticulous and profound!
To think that even he, although he had entered the Small Success of the Internal Organ Realm,
His own Martial Arts skills had still not reached that level of refinement.
How exactly had this youngster cultivated!
Now the middle-aged strong man finally understood why his junior, with his cultivation, had been slain by Lu Qing, who had just entered the Muscle Bone Realm.
Facing such a devilish talent, how could his junior not lose?
"Youngster, who exactly are you?"
The middle-aged strong man's expression became solemn involuntarily.
To comprehend a Grandmaster Level Saber Technique Realm at such a young age.
Such a Martial Arts prodigy was unheard of to him.
Even the major Martial Arts Sects had not produced such remarkable disciples.
Truly speaking, only those few Mysterious Lands of hidden sects could possibly raise such devilish heirs.
Could it be that this youngster was actually a disciple who emerged from those Mysterious Lands for training?
At this thought, the middle-aged strong man's heart suddenly chilled.
The heirs coming from those Mysterious Lands were rumored to be devils not to be inferred by common sense.
Besides, they often had mysterious experts as their Protectors.
If Lu Qing was really someone from those Mysterious Lands, there might be a Martial Arts Expert hiding nearby.
The middle-aged strong man immediately started to observe his surroundings, trying to find traces of that mysterious expert.
Lu Qing was unaware that the Saber Technique Realm he had displayed caused the middle-aged strong man to harbor such strange misunderstandings.
He was silently circulating his Qi-Blood, easing the soreness in his arm.
At the same time, he marveled inwardly, worthy of an Internal Organ Realm expert.
Merely by flicking a finger, he had caused his arm to go numb.
If it hadn't been for his use of the Violent Qi Technique, just that strike alone might have caused his War Saber to fly out of his hand.
Indeed, thinking he could cross blades with an Internal Organ Realm expert just with saber technique was somewhat overly wishful.
Without the support of cultivation, even a high-level realm was like a castle in the sky.
After circulating Qi-Blood for a while and feeling his arm was no longer troubled, Lu Qing finally responded to the middle-aged strong man.
"I'm merely an insignificant country boy, not worthy of mention."
"Hmph! I didn't expect a disciple from the prestigious Mysterious Land to hide their head and show their tail , not even daring to admit their own background and heritage."
The middle-aged strong man sneered coldly, not believing a word Lu Qing said.
"However, even if you are a disciple from the Mysterious Land, unreasonably killing my junior brother is reprehensible. I will capture you now, bring you back to the sect, and let your master provide our Holy Mountain Sect with an explanation!"
By now, the middle-aged strong man had thought it through.
His junior brother was dead, and he had also made a move against Lu Qing.
The feud had been established, and it naturally wouldn't be easy to resolve.
Rather than waiting, it's better to strike first, to capture Lu Qing and bring him back to my master to decide what to do.
It's the perfect opportunity to test whether there really is a Protector beside Lu Qing.
Having said that, the middle-aged man reached out with his hands, took off a pair of steel knuckle dusters from his waist, and put them on.
Lu Qing's Saber Technique is too terrifying; even for him, it wouldn't be easy to capture him barehanded.
One moment of inattention could lead to a disadvantage.
Therefore, the middle-aged man decided to go all out and capture Lu Qing as quickly as possible.
As long as he captured Lu Qing, even if the Protector showed up, he would have a bargaining chip in hand.
Being a core disciple of the Cangyun Sect, the middle-aged man also had some understanding of the rules of those Mysterious Lands.
Disciples who come out to train, although they have Protectors, can only take action when their successors are in life-threatening danger.
As long as he didn't intend to kill Lu Qing, that Protector might not necessarily intervene to stop him.
Even if they did intervene, he wasn't worried.
The decree that those of the Innate Realm should not attack those below Innate was established by the Holy Mountain.
Even the Mysterious Lands must comply.
If the Protector was from the Innate Realm, they naturally wouldn't dare to kill him.
And if they were from the Postnatal Realm, even at Postnatal Perfection, he was confident he could escape.
With this in mind, the middle-aged man's arms shook with vigor again as he lunged towards Lu Qing.
Although he didn't understand why the other's attitude had shifted from a kill intent to merely wanting to capture him,
Lu Qing saw that the middle-aged man had drawn his weapon and naturally did not think of engaging with him further.
Seeing his opponent lunging forward, Lu Qing lightly tapped his foot and retreated.
He gently called out, "Little Li."
This inexplicable utterance slightly startled the middle-aged man, but immediately after, he felt an abrupt chill arising from his heart.
He was shocked and could no longer focus on capturing Lu Qing.
Quickly crossing his hands, he blocked in front of his chest.
In the next moment, a cold light flashed, and a white claw emerged from the void in front of the middle-aged man, reaching for his heart!
What the hell is that?!
The abrupt and strange incident was entirely outside the middle-aged man's expectations.
But he was a Martial Arts Expert with Small Success in the Internal Organ Realm, and years of hardship now proved useful in this moment.
On instinct, without thinking, he likewise transformed his hand into a claw, reaching for the white claw!
He thought he could deflect this strange little claw, but something even more terrifying happened to the middle-aged man.
His Hundred-Refinement steel knuckle dusters could not block that white little claw at all and were sliced open as easily as tofu.
And with it, half of his palm was cut off as well.
As the half palm fell to the ground, the middle-aged man couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt.
Even a Martial Arts Expert in the Internal Organ Realm couldn't completely withstand the pain of a severed palm.
However, more than the pain, what truly frightened the middle-aged man was that after inflicting heavy damage on him, the white claw disappeared.
He watched as the claw re-entered the void.
Such a strange occurrence sent a cold shiver down the middle-aged man's spine.
Because the chilling sensation lingering at the bottom of his heart did not dissipate,
indicating that the owner of the claw that severely wounded him in an instant was still nearby.
But no matter how he tried to sense it, he couldn't detect the slightest trace.
The middle-aged man yelled out hastily.
However, before he could finish his plea, suddenly, he felt a cold sensation in his heart again, as the white claw once more shot out from the void, reaching for him.
This time, the target was still his heart!
The speed at which the white claw emerged was astonishingly fast, even faster than a Martial Arts Expert like the middle-aged man in the Internal Organ Realm, leaving him no chance to dodge.
There was no choice but for him to face it with his other intact hand.
Another flash of cold light passed, and this time, the middle-aged man wasn't so lucky.
His hand was cleanly sliced off from the wrist by the white claw.
The muscles and bones of an Internal Organ Realm level could not block it at all.
And just like that, in an instant, the middle-aged man was crippled of both hands.