Arhats Subduing Demons: Starting with The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

Chapter 27 See one, then send them to the afterlife.

It was sunset, and the lake was like a carpet of broken gold. It was the perfect time to enjoy the scenery and drink wine. But everyone knew that a battle was about to begin.

In the blink of an eye, the light boat had reached the lakeside. Before the boat even docked, two figures on the boat took off from a few feet away and floated lightly down to the shore, quickly entering the building.

A blue shadow flashed at the top of the stairs, revealing two old men dressed as servants, wearing straight hats, their attire identical to that of Yin Wushou, who had died at the hands of Chang Kong.

As soon as the two appeared, the Sect Master immediately stood up and said, "Eldest brother, second brother, you've arrived."

Seeing that he was sitting with Peng Yingyu, the two knew they were not enemies and clasped their hands in greeting.

Then, looking at Yun Changkong and Wang Xiaotian, he slowly walked towards their seats and stopped a few feet away. Four sharp gazes were fixed on the two of them, and one of them said, "Who is looking for my brother?"

Chang Kong, looking relaxed and composed, raised his wine glass, glanced sideways at him, and noticed an extremely long scar on his face, running diagonally from his right temple down to the tip of his nose and ending at the left corner of his mouth. He looked to be around fifty years old. Chang Kong said, "You are Yin Wufu?"

"Not bad!"

The man on the right suddenly stepped forward and said sternly, "What's your surname? Whose disciple are you?" Despite being a servant, his tone was even more arrogant than that of the altar master.

Chang Kong glanced at him sideways and saw his face covered in pockmarks: "Are you Yin Wulu?"

Yin Wulu rolled his eyes and said, "Exactly! What do we brothers owe your father?"

Chang Kong tilted his head back, downed a cup of wine, and said, "My surname is Yun."

"Yun?" The two looked at his appearance more closely. He had a chiseled face, handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, and looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The Yin brothers exchanged a glance, and a lean, handsome face came to mind.

Yin Wulu probed, "Are you Yun Changkong, the son of Yun He, the former chief镖头 (chief镖头, head镖师) of the Jinyang镖局 (escort agency)?"

Chang Kong put down his wine glass and said, "Good to know!"

Yin Wufu nodded and said, "As a son, it is only right to avenge my father. However, the death of my brother Wushou is another matter. How do you plan to explain that?"

Yun Changkong remained noncommittal.

Yin Wulu shouted, "Did you kill my third brother, or did your father kill him?"

Chang Kong casually replied, "I killed him!" Then he asked, "Who burned down my house?"

Yin Wulu sneered, "It was my elder brother and I who burned it! Who told you and your father to be cowards, killing people and running away!"

"Alright, that makes sense!" Chang Kong said with a smile, "That's why I came, to give you a chance for revenge!"

Yin Wulu shouted sternly, "Then step forward and accept your death!"

Chang Kong glanced around and said calmly, "We're not thugs who can just fight randomly. Let's make things clear before we start, and agree not to fight later. Isn't that what you all did back then?"

Yin Wufu nodded and said, "That's right, then let's mark out the path!"

Yun Changkong said, "Although I am unworthy, I would not dare to ruin my father's reputation. I will do exactly what you have done, without any additions or subtractions."

A slight smile flickered across Yin Wulu's lips as he asked, "What do you mean by 'neither increasing nor decreasing'?"

Yun Changkong said, "I have lost, and I probably won't live past today."

"Of course!" Yin Wulu sneered, "My third brother's death anniversary is approaching, and I was just worried about not having any offerings. Your head has come at the perfect time!"

Chang Kong lightly stroked the edge of the table, his gaze sweeping over the two faces, and said casually, "You've won. You can use my head as a sacrifice or kick it around like a ball, it's up to you."

But if you lose, you will have to kneel down and hand back the flag of my Jinyang Escort Agency, then cut off your left arm and swear to break away from the Tianying Sect. Hmm, don't you consider yourselves relatives of the Wudang Sect?

The Wudang Sect is highly respected in the martial arts world. You will all serve as servants at the foot of Wudang Mountain. When someone comes to pay their respects, just point to the mountain gate. If you encounter a disabled person, carry their sedan chair and attend to them. In this way, you can also demonstrate the benevolence of the Wudang Sect. Hmm, that's fine!

"You're talking nonsense!" Yin Wulu shouted. "If my brothers are not as skilled as others, they will only die. You want us to swear an oath to leave the sect? Dream on!"

Yin Wufu sneered, "Back then, before we fought with your father, Qi Tianbiao, and Gong Jiujia, we cut off our arms and swore an oath. That was indeed a promise, but they agreed, while we brothers were unwilling! Besides, what relationship do you have with the Wudang Sect? Isn't it overstepping your bounds to take on servants for them?"

It should be understood that in the martial arts world, regardless of skill level, people value the word "reputation" highly, and would rather suffer a thousand cuts than bow their heads.

Especially renowned masters value their reputation more than their own lives; this has always been the case.

Moreover, this was happening in a large hall, with countless people gathered downstairs.

If we agree to this, and then fail, doing as instructed will certainly ruin the reputation of both myself and the Sky Eagle Sect.

If one agrees to something but then fails to do it, it is not only breaking one's word for personal gain, but also something to be ashamed of. How could one possibly have the face to live as a human being? Therefore, Yin Wufu and his companion refused to comply.

"Is that so?" Chang Kong smiled calmly, stood up, and walked to the center of the arena: "Do you think I'm saying this to give you a chance to play the hero? I'm just letting you experience what it feels like to be forced to do something you don't want to do!"
As for the claim of overstepping our bounds, you all know that the lives of my Yun family were saved by Zhang Sixia of Wudang. My father and I have always wanted to repay this kindness, but the martial arts of the Wudang Sect are unparalleled, so we have never had the chance.

"You two are both highly skilled in martial arts. Go to Wudang Mountain and serve as servants; that would be a small token of my appreciation!"

After Chang Kong said this, everyone fell silent.

They understood perfectly well that Yunhe and the others were not willing to have their escort flags taken away, their left arms cut off, and to swear a poisonous oath. It was only out of desperation that they had no choice but to do it.

Because if Yunhe and the others do not comply, the Sky Eagle Sect will wipe out all the escort agencies, just like the Dragon Gate Escort Agency, along with their entire families!
As for Zhang Songxi saving Yunhe's family's lives, they knew the whole story. Yunhe had contacted heroes from Shanxi and Shaanxi to rebel, but was betrayed by a traitor. It was Zhang Songxi who killed the Mongol officials and the traitor, which prevented the court from finding out about the matter. So it was perfectly reasonable for Yun Changkong to say that he wanted to repay the favor.

Just like when Yunhe and others sought justice from Zhang Cuishan of the Wudang Sect after the massacre at Longmen Escort Agency.

They neither admitted that Yin Susu was responsible for the "Longmen Escort Agency" massacre, but insisted on standing up for their son-in-law Zhang Cuishan in the name of the Tianying Sect, which was done without his permission.

So today, Yun Changkong is clearly giving him a taste of his own medicine.

Yin Wufu paused for a moment, then said, "Alright, there's no point in saying more. Let's see how we perform with our skills!"

Yun Changkong smiled calmly and said, "Yes, only through fighting can right and wrong be determined!" As he spoke, he tucked the corner of his robe into his waistband and asked, "Are you all coming at me together, or one at a time?"

Before the two Yin brothers could answer, Master Feng interrupted, "Since the two of you came together, naturally the two of you should go up together."

He was ruthless and saw that Chang Kong was no ordinary person. He was afraid that the Yin brothers would underestimate him and be defeated by a mere child, ruining their reputation.

Yin Wufu frowned and said, "Master Feng, we fought his father one-on-one back then. Now that he's a junior, if we all attack him together, wouldn't we make a fool of ourselves in front of Master Peng?"

Chang Kong frowned and said, "Stop talking nonsense, are you deliberately stalling for time?"

Yin Wulu roared, "You think you're worthy!"

He leaped forward, his five fingers like hooks, and swiftly grabbed at Yun Changkong's shoulder.

Yun Changkong casually opened the way, raising his hand to block, and Yin Wushou was shaken by the force of the impact, staggering back three steps.

Everyone was greatly surprised.

Yin Wushou and the others were all renowned martial arts masters, even more so than many famous figures in the martial arts world. Who would have thought that they couldn't withstand Yun Changkong's casual parry at this moment? Their shock was unimaginable.

Yun Changkong was secretly alarmed: "Damn it, this guy is no match for me. He was instantly killed. If I lose to someone like this, wouldn't he look like a complete waste? Not only would I lose face, but if Yin Yewang and Yin Tianzheng are scared and don't dare to make a move, and instead gather their followers to besiege me, then what's the point of playing?"

Thinking this, he swung his arm and said arrogantly, "Such hard claws! You guys just take out your weapons and come at me together. That way, we can win fair and square and avoid anyone having something to say about the loss!"

Yin Wulu had just stood still, his spirits were already low, but he was still unwilling to give up. Just as he was about to charge forward again, he suddenly thought back: "Although this person is young, his internal strength should not be underestimated!"

Yin Wufu also lost consciousness, his hand on the hilt of his sword, and he shouted sharply, "Good lad, then draw your sword!" Yun Changkong said, "I'm not very good with a sword. I'm just carrying one on my back for show. My fists and feet are my strongest skills."

When he said that, no one doubted him.

After all, he was only sixteen years old. He had been practicing martial arts since his mother's womb, so how much skill could he possibly have? How could he be proficient in all kinds of martial arts, including fists, feet, and weapons?
Even Wang Xiaotian thought it was about the same.

After all, he had never seen Yun Changkong handle weapons; he had been studying martial arts techniques on the ship.

Yin Wulu coldly said, "Then you can't blame us if your Yun family line ends today!"

Chang Kong smiled and said, "You're a pretty nice person."

"Clang!"

Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu each drew their swords and attacked from the left and right respectively. One attacked the upper body, and the other attacked the lower body. The two attacked simultaneously with perfect coordination and their movements were extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, Chang Kong was completely enveloped by the shadows of the blades.

Changbai's white robes fluttered as he dodged the two men's vicious attack, saying, "Such amazing swordsmanship! It's truly an eye-opener."

Peng Yingyu was taken aback. He saw that the two of them were exceptionally ruthless with their swords. The last sword strike contained six variations, but with a slight flick of the sky, all of their subsequent moves missed. This move was completely unexpected.

He vaguely felt that Yun Changkong was a great master, not just an ordinary young master.

Wang Xiaotian chuckled and said, "I've long heard that Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu were already big names thirty years ago. Do they really have the nerve to take on a young upstart together?"

While he was speaking, Yin Wufu and Wulu swirled their steel blades and launched eighteen attacks, each one deadly.

But Yun Changkong didn't fight back. He just dodged left and right. The wind from his blade shook the dishes in the restaurant, but it didn't even touch his clothes.

Both Yin Wufu and his companion were former bandits, known for their extreme brutality. Now, encountering a formidable opponent, their ferocity was further aroused. Their two blades slashed, hacked, and swung, their blue light flashing like ribbons, each move aimed at vital points in the air.

Yun Changkong also said very seriously, "Good heavens, no wonder you were able to defeat my father!"

He was surrounded by a net of blades, his fists striking and parrying. Although he was only using the "Arhat Fist" style, he neutralized the opponent's blade attacks from unexpected angles.

Peng Yingyu, Yin Wufu, Wulu, and Feng Tanzhu were all secretly surprised, because "Luohan Fist" was too common. Martial arts practitioners knew it well, even if they didn't use it. Who knew that Changkong could use it to deal with the two's ruthless swordsmanship?

Peng Yingyu was knowledgeable and experienced. She saw that Yin Wufu and Wu Lu were no less ruthless than top-notch fighters. Chang Kong was able to deal with them so easily because his martial arts were far superior to theirs.

However, Peng Yingyu was clever and thought to herself that Chang Kong's actions were probably all to protect Yun He's reputation.

Back then, Yunhe was defeated by the Yin brothers. If these two brothers had been defeated by Changkong, then Yunhe's reputation as a hero would have been undeserved.

No one would believe that Yun He could teach Yun Changkong martial arts. Yun He had accomplished everything in his life except for his reputation and his last breath.

While they were thinking, the three of them rolled around and exchanged more than two hundred moves.

Peng Yingyu only guessed part of the truth. Chang Kong came today for Yun He, so naturally he couldn't defeat the Yin brothers decisively.

As the parties involved in forcing Yunhe to cut off his arm and swear an oath, if they were quickly defeated by Changkong, it might not show how high Yun Changkong's martial arts skills were, but it would certainly show how useless Yunhe was.

Even if Yunhe's martial arts skills are not very good, Yun Changkong is a son who came today to avenge his father's humiliation, so he cannot embarrass Yunhe again.

You know, if Chang Kong was beaten to a pulp by the two of them with a mere flick of his wrist, others would surely say that Yun He was defeated by people like them in the past, and that he was a famous hero in Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces, but that was all for naught!
Yun Changkong possessed unparalleled martial arts skills and wanted to astound the world with a single battle. There were many masters in the world who would serve as his foils, but Yun He only fell into the hands of Yin Wufu and others.

The higher Chang Kong praises Yin Wufu and others, the higher Yun He can rise. As a disabled person, he only has fame and breath to live on.

Moreover, Yun Changkong had another purpose: he wanted to use Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu as bait to lure out the true leaders of the Sky Eagle Sect and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Leaving aside Yin Tianzheng for now, with so much turmoil in the martial arts world, Yin Yewang must be eliminated, as this would also repay Zhang Songxi's kindness to the Yun family.

No one knew that Zhang Sanfeng and the heroes of Wudang harbored hatred for Yin Yewang, but they suppressed their desire to seek revenge against the Eagle Sect simply because of their relationship with Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji, so that it would be convenient for themselves.

It allows you to both avenge your family and repay a debt of gratitude—a win-win situation!
As for whether the Wudang Sect accepts it or not, that doesn't matter!
When the Eagle Sect attacked its own sect, it didn't care whether the Wudang Sect appreciated it or not. All it wanted was a legitimate reason to attack!

However, if the performance is too strong, then it's impossible.

No one is foolish enough to try and break a rock with an egg.

We need to give them the impression that while his martial arts skills are strong, they are limited, and that I have a chance to take him down.

If you try to prove your skill with a quick kill, it only lasts for a moment, but what you get in return is endless attacks.

Guo Jing, Dongfang Bubai, and Qiao Feng are living examples.

The instant kill of one person seemed to intimidate others, but it also made several extremely proud and high-ranking experts wary, who then launched a coordinated attack, showing even less regard for martial ethics.

In other words, Guo Jing and Qiao Feng are the main characters. If they are lucky, they will either be rescued or the enemy will be lured away; otherwise, they are definitely doomed.

Dongfang Bubai's luck ran out; in the end, he couldn't even beg to protect his beloved Lian Di.

He lay on the ground, and someone praised him, saying, "Your martial arts skills are so high that you truly deserve to be the best in the world."

It's actually useless.

What a painful and bloody lesson this is.

Yun Changkong believed that concealing one's sharpness and keeping it dull was the way to longevity.

Therefore, Chang Kong patiently endured more than two hundred moves. He thought to himself that from today onwards, after the people downstairs spread the word that Yin Wushou and Yin Wufu could fight him for two hundred moves, he could then pick a few more martial arts masters to fight for two hundred moves as well, and Yun He would have gained face.

If he were to exchange another two hundred blows with Yin Wushou and Yin Wufu, Yin Yewang and his son Yin Tianzheng would definitely not be afraid of him.

He will definitely avenge his servants and show his heroic spirit!
He calculated carefully, then froze, observing their approach, and with a "double-handed strike," he parried left and right with both palms, striking Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu's arms squarely.

Before the two could even think, their twin swords clashed.
It not only had its own power, but also the thrust of the sky. Suddenly, the tiger's mouth went numb, and both sides flew straight up to the beam.

In their confusion, Chang Kong unleashed a move called "Kui Xing Kicks the Dipper," swiftly kicking both legs and striking them squarely in the abdomen.

Both of them let out a miserable groan and collapsed to the ground.

Chang Kong let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Good heavens, you guys actually managed to withstand more than two hundred of my moves. No wonder my father was defeated by you. The Heavenly Eagle Sect is indeed remarkable. I admire you!"
For this reason, let's offer up the flag, cut off our arm, and swear an oath: our grudges are wiped clean!

Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu were somewhat bewildered by their defeat; how did their weapons end up clashing?

But now that defeat was inevitable, and his stomach felt like it was on fire, Yin Wufu said in a trembling voice, "What a skill... If you want to kill me... then kill me. You can't do what you say!"

Chang Kong placed one hand on his hip and raised his voice, "I admire the White-browed Eagle King and consider you all to be people, which is why I went to the trouble of drawing up a path for you. But if you don't do as I say, that would be incredibly ungrateful..."

Yin Wulu, his face contorted with rage, interrupted, "What?"

Chang Kong sighed and slowly said, "Buddha above, they won't listen to reason, which shows that they have killed countless people and are too deeply possessed by evil, beyond redemption."

For the sake of world peace, members of the evil sect like the Eagle Cult must be reborn in the Pure Land to be reborn and start anew!
Although my martial arts skills are meager, I can only tirelessly perform rituals to help each one I encounter find peace. May Buddha have mercy, Amitabha!

Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu felt a chill run down their spines when they saw his handsome face and the Amitabha Buddha he kept chanting, but the sharp glint in his eyes.

"What a loud tone!"

(End of this chapter)