Chapter 110

In an instant, his hands were crippled.The middle-aged man, drenched in cold sweat from pain, was also terrified to the extreme.

He never imagined that he would encounter such a bizarre event.

To this moment, he still didn't know what had severely injured him.

That small white paw looked cute but had terrifying destructive power.

Whether it was steel or his own body, tempered through countless trials, none could resist it, all were cut like tofu.

The most frightening thing was that he had not been able to see how this mysterious creature appeared.

Its ghostly appearance made it impossible to catch a trace of it.

Even if he wanted to counterattack, there was no chance.

How could he fight this?

Could it be that this was the protector assigned by the mysterious land for the disciple's training, a ghostly terrifying creature?

The middle-aged man's heart turned cold.

Beside him, Mago was stunned to see the middle-aged man's hands crippled in an instant.

He could hardly believe his eyes.

What kind of creature could instantly cripple an Internal Organs Realm warrior?

What shocked Mago even more were the middle-aged man's next words.

"This young friend, I was wrong earlier. Could you please spare me this time?"

Feeling the chill in his heart, the middle-aged man dared not delay.

He could see that this terrifying mysterious creature seemed to be under Lu Qing's command, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

His hands were already crippled, if that eerie creature attacked again, he would have no means of defense.

Facing the middle-aged man's plea, Lu Qing had no response.

There was only a trace of mockery in his eyes.

As expected, so-called Internal Organs Realm experts were no different from ordinary people.

When they had strength, they bullied others and acted arrogantly.

When their lives were threatened, they knelt down and begged for mercy, revealing their true nature.

If not for Xiao Li's presence today, both he and Mago would have suffered and died.

How could he possibly feel compassion for such a person?

"Kid, don't push me too far. If you want me dead, I'll kill you first!"

Seeing the coldness in Lu Qing's eyes, the middle-aged man knew that begging for mercy was useless.

In despair, a fierce glint emerged in his heart.

He roared, and suddenly a powerful aura burst from him. He had activated his sect's unique secret technique, stimulating the acupoints around his body with blood and qi, his strength surged.

After activating the secret technique, the middle-aged man felt a pang of regret.

He regretted underestimating his opponent too much.

If he had used the secret technique and fought Lu Qing with all his might from the beginning, no matter how high Lu Qing's blade skills were, he wouldn't have been his match in a single move.

If he had captured or killed Lu Qing in the first moment, he wouldn't be in this situation.

But there was no medicine for regret in this world.

Now, with his hands crippled, even using the secret technique couldn't stop that mysterious creature.

All he could do was stake his life to kill Lu Qing, the main culprit!

After activating the secret technique, the middle-aged man stomped his feet, a powerful force erupted, creating a large pit on the spot, causing the entire riverbed to shake slightly.

Using this explosive power, the middle-aged man's figure suddenly disappeared from his original position. When he reappeared, he was already close to Lu Qing.

So fast!

When the opponent's aura erupted, Lu Qing had already retreated.

But he was still instantly caught up by the middle-aged man.

As expected, an Internal Organs Realm expert was powerful. Even with crippled hands, it hardly affected his explosive power.

Feeling the middle-aged man's incredible speed, Lu Qing silently praised.

However...

In terms of speed, who among the Postnatal realm warriors in this world could match Xiao Li!

Facing the middle-aged man's murderous face, Lu Qing was not panicked.

Because Xiao Li was right on his shoulder at this moment.

The middle-aged man, using the secret technique, approached Lu Qing rapidly.

Seeing Lu Qing right in front of him, with his hands crippled, he didn't use any other moves. Instead, he lowered his body, using his shoulder as a ram, and charged at Lu Qing with all his might!

This charge was made with a killing intent, extremely fierce.

The air in front of him was compressed together, even before hitting, the raging air currents already made Lu Qing's figure slightly unstable.

"Xiao Li!"

Feeling the formidable force, Lu Qing's expression became serious, he softly called out, while retreating even faster.

"Can you escape!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, his secret technique running to the extreme, staring at Lu Qing, determined to crush him to pieces.

However, just as his shoulder was about to touch Lu Qing and smash him to death.

The next moment, he felt a pain in his heart.

All his strength, like a collapsed dam, rapidly drained away.

As his strength drained, the middle-aged man's speed drastically decreased, only able to watch as Lu Qing gradually moved away from him.

But he felt his body weakening, stumbling, even standing was difficult.

Holding onto the last bit of a warrior's dignity, the middle-aged man finally didn't let himself fall to the ground.

He barely stood, looking down at his body.

He found that his chest had a large hole, running through to his back.

His heart was gone.

Seeing the hole in his chest, the middle-aged man gave a bitter laugh.

He knew he had no chance of survival.

Among the five organs, the heart is the most important.

The heart governs the power of blood and qi, crucial to any warrior.

Even a Precelestial expert couldn't survive without a heart.

He was only in the Internal Organs Realm. With his heart gone, he was certainly doomed.

He was still alive now, only because of his high cultivation, barely controlling his blood and qi, holding on.

Unexpectedly, he had not been injured in his fight with the Silver Moon Guards, but would die in this small valley.

A sense of absurdity arose in the middle-aged man's heart.

He looked at Lu Qing: "Kid, you've won, but before I die, can you answer a few questions?"

Lu Qing silently watched him, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

But he still didn't approach the middle-aged man, keeping his distance.

The middle-aged man took this as acquiescence and asked, "Are you really not a disciple from some mysterious land?"

Lu Qing's heart moved, remembering the middle-aged man's earlier change in attitude.

It seemed that he had mistaken him for a disciple from some mysterious sect.

Lu Qing thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

Mago was right there, knowing his background well, there was no need to lie.

"Not really."

Seeing Lu Qing shake his head, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed.

He didn't think Lu Qing would lie to a dying man.

If he said no, then it must be no.

Thinking about his previous fears and guesses, the middle-aged man felt extremely ridiculous.

He laughed at himself and continued, "What is that mysterious creature, can you let it show itself?"

Without thinking, Lu Qing shook his head.

Xiao Li was one of his greatest cards, keeping it mysterious was the best.

He didn't want his enemies to see its true form.

Not even a dying enemy.

"Didn't expect that after a lifetime of dominance, I, Wang Qingshan, would die without even seeing my opponent."

Seeing Lu Qing refuse, the middle-aged man's eyes showed disappointment.

But he knew that he was the fish and Lu Qing the knife.

Even if Lu Qing refused, he had no means to force him.

Forget it, forget it, already dying, why cling to this?

The middle-aged man shook his head, letting go of this obsession, his gaze falling on the corpse of the young man in leather armor not far away.

"Junior Brother, we swore brotherhood, now both of us die in this small valley. It seems we kept our oath."

With that, the middle-aged man let go of his control over his blood and qi.

The blood and qi that he had forcibly restrained with his strong will, now gushed out from the wounds in his chest and hands.

As his blood and qi dissipated, his eyes gradually lost focus.

Finally, with a thud, he fell to the ground, his blood staining the earth.

Seeing the middle-aged man fall, Lu Qing remained cautious.

He activated his ability, looking over.

Soon, white light shone, a few words appeared.

【Wang Qingshan: Disciple of Northern Border Tian Cang Sect, foster son of Precelestial warrior Wang Cangyi, domineering and protective, ruthless and bloodthirsty.】 seaʀᴄh thё Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

【Cultivation: Postnatal Internal Organs Realm, possessing an explosive secret technique, temporarily doubling his combat strength.】

【Favored by Tong Canglang, Wang Qingshan treated him as a brother due to his flattery.】

【Severely injured, heart destroyed, blood and qi collapsed, died with dissipated will.】

Seeing the description on the last piece, Lu Qing confirmed that the middle-aged man was really dead, finally relaxing.

There was no other way, his earlier performance was too shocking.

Even with his heart destroyed, he could still stay alive and talk clearly with him.

He was really afraid the other was faking death, waiting to give him a fatal blow.

Now, seeing his ability confirm his death, Lu Qing let down his guard a bit.

At the same time, he felt a sense of awe.

He could tell that if this man hadn't voluntarily let go of his blood and qi, he could have lived a bit longer.

Indeed

, as expected of an Internal Organs Realm expert, such vitality was truly formidable.

"Brother Lu Qing, is he dead?"

Mago, seeing Lu Qing checking the middle-aged man's condition, cautiously asked.

"Dead," Lu Qing nodded.

"Ah!"

Hearing Lu Qing's confirmation, Mago could no longer hold on, slumping to the ground, feeling like he had escaped death.

The earlier aura from the middle-aged man was too terrifying.

Even though it wasn't aimed at him, Mago's mind still bore immense pressure.

Now, hearing that this top-notch warrior was dead, he finally relaxed his tense mind.

After a moment of relief, Mago looked at Lu Qing with incredulity.

He never expected that after their last meeting, Lu Qing had already stepped into the Tendons and Bones Realm.

And not just any Tendons and Bones Realm, but a monstrous level, easily killing warriors of the same rank, and forcing back Internal Organs Realm experts with a single blade!

Recalling the blade skills Lu Qing displayed earlier, Mago was still in awe.

He didn't understand the level of blade skills the young man in leather armor and the middle-aged man talked about, but he could see that Lu Qing's blade skills had reached an unimaginable level.

And that mysterious creature that could pierce through the void!

Although Mago had watched the Internal Organs Realm expert being killed with his own eyes, he still couldn't see what the small white pawed creature was.

More frighteningly, the mysterious creature seemed to be under Lu Qing's command. How did he manage that?

Mago looked at Lu Qing, feeling he had suddenly become a stranger, shrouded in a layer of mystery.

He recalled the middle-aged man's words, a thought arose in his mind.

Could it be that Lu Qing was really a disciple of some mysterious sect?

No!

As soon as this thought arose, Mago immediately dismissed it.

He had thoroughly investigated Lu Qing's background.

He was just a country boy from Jiuli Village.

If he really were a hidden sect's disciple, his parents wouldn't have been harmed by a small faction like Happy Fort.

Moreover, what kind of hidden sect disciple would be so destitute they couldn't even fill their stomach?

Mago hadn't forgotten the first time he saw Lu Qing, how emaciated he looked.

So, Lu Qing's background was definitely not a problem.

His current strength must have come from his own cultivation.

However, thinking this way, Mago felt even more terrified.

Just relying on his own cultivation, he had achieved the strength to easily kill Tendons and Bones Realm warriors within a few months.

How terrifying was Brother Lu Qing's cultivation talent?

Lu Qing didn't know Mago's mind was spinning with so many thoughts.

After confirming the middle-aged man's death, he searched his body, then checked the young man in leather armor.

Soon, he found some loot.

After looting, Lu Qing took a basket from under a large stone by the waterfall, packed the items inside, and walked towards Mago.

"Master Ma, this place is dangerous, let's leave."

"Yes, let's go!" Mago was jolted awake.

The commotion caused by the middle-aged man wasn't small.

Who knew if it would attract anyone?

He knew there were quite a few warriors hunting Lady Wei and her companions that day.

The two immediately moved, not even having time to bury the middle-aged man's and the young man's bodies.

In the deep mountains, wild beasts were abundant. Even if left there, they would be cleaned up in a few days.

They were enemies, Lu Qing and Mago wouldn't risk their own safety for the enemy's bodies.

Both were familiar with the forest.

Especially Lu Qing, who had frequently come here to practice and gather herbs, knew this area well.

Soon, they reached a hidden cave.

"Master Ma, you seem seriously injured, let me treat you first."

In the cave, Lu Qing took out a box from the basket, and a needle pouch from it.

"Thank you, Brother Lu Qing."

Mago felt the pain in his shoulder.

He had been pierced by a dart-like arrow from the young man in leather armor, and the wound was serious.

Lu Qing was the old doctor Chen's apprentice, so he trusted his medical skills.

Lu Qing first used silver needles to relieve Mago's pain, then cleaned the wound, and finally applied the Golden Healing Ointment.

After treating Mago's injury, the two finally had time to talk.

"Brother Lu Qing, how did you end up here?"

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