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

Chapter 104 Like an Immortal, Like a Buddha
All of this happened too suddenly. From the moment Yang Xiao made his move to being repelled by Yun Changkong's palm strike, it was truly as swift as a rabbit leaping and a falcon swooping.

The flag bearers of the Five Elements Flags were taken aback. They knew that this Left Envoy of Light was a master of divine skill and a top expert in their sect, but they never expected that he would be in such a sorry state after taking a palm strike from Yun Changkong.

Yang Xiao was even more shocked than the others: "How could Sect Leader Yang compare to him?" In a flash, this terrifying thought suddenly came to his mind.

Yang Xiao possessed extraordinary skills. He was valued by Yang Dingtian and was taught the Great Shift of the Universe. However, he only mastered the second level. When he tried to practice further, his true energy was about to burst out of his brain.

However, the blow he received caused him excruciating chest pain, his blood and qi churning within him, and he felt as if his brain was about to burst out.

If he hadn't practiced the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" to neutralize some of the palm strike's force, he would have coughed up blood.

When Yun Changkong arrived at Bright Peak, he already knew that the Ming Cult members were unruly and that verbally ordering them to obey would take too much time. It would be better to take this opportunity to show off his martial arts skills, which would not only suppress the entire area but also save him trouble.

He enjoys being affectionate and playful with women, finding it amusing, but he's incredibly efficient with these kinds of people.

Yun Changkong's palm strike gave Yang Xiao no chance to catch his breath; the force of the palm was like a mountain collapsing, pressing down on him.

Yang Xiao was renowned throughout the martial arts world; in one-on-one combat, very few could defeat him. His skills were naturally astounding, and he remained calm under pressure, flicking his middle finger towards Yun Changkong's "Laogong" acupoint in his palm.

This acupoint belongs to the Pericardium Meridian of Hand-Jueyin. Once it is hit, the palm strike may be broken.

Seeing the exquisite skill in his finger strike, Chang Kong admired him and smiled casually, "What a brilliant finger flicking technique!" He immediately withdrew his palm, extended his index and middle fingers, and flicked them out. His right foot then sprang up and kicked towards Yang Xiao's shin with lightning speed.

Yang Xiao's fingers clashed with his, and he felt a sharp pain in his fingers and a surge of heat in his veins, his handsome face flushing crimson. Before he could neutralize the force of the finger strike, a kick was already upon him.
"Have mercy!" Tang Yang blurted out.

Yang Xiao's fame was by no means accidental. Just when he was about to be injured by this kick, at the critical moment, he slid backwards along the ground like a puppet.

With this uncanny movement technique, he dodged Yun Changkong's astonishing kick and miraculously turned danger into safety.

However, he retreated too forcefully and crashed directly into the offering table in the Sacred Flame Hall, causing it to collapse halfway with a loud crash.

Just then, a loud shout rang out, and Yun Changkong felt a powerful, piercing sound reach the back of his head, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in, causing a sharp pain in the back of his neck.

Chang Kong knew this was Zhuang Zheng's doing, and laughed loudly, "Well done!" He spun around and took a step back.
With a loud bang, the bluestone floor of the hall was smashed by the spiked club.

Four years ago, Zhuang Zheng first met Yun Changkong and wanted to compete with him, but for various reasons, the match did not take place. This time, seeing Yang Xiao suffer such a crushing defeat, how could he sit idly by?

As the pebbles rose into the air, Tang Yang leaped forward, unleashing a flurry of palm strikes. Forced by his internal energy, the pebbles collided mid-air, scattering like a torrential downpour across the sky.

"Whoosh!" A streak of fire flew by.
This is Xin Ran, the flag bearer of the Fiery Banner. He sprays oil with a jet injector, and the giant tree flag master Cang Song next to him ignites it with sulfur fire bombs, which is how this ability is achieved.

These men, who were originally quite proud of their status, were surprised to find Yang Xiao so easily defeated by his simple movements, and immediately attacked him together.

With the Five Elements Flag messengers working together, their power was truly extraordinary.

Seeing the flames engulfing him, Chang Kong showed no fear and chuckled lightly, "Playing with fire and not afraid of wetting the bed?"

With a rip of the silk threads binding his wrists, his wide sleeves billowed out, whipping up a gust of wind.

The flying sparks, encountering this powerful force, were flung back in the opposite direction, not only failing to get close but also rushing towards them.

Yang Buhui was lying on the ground, cursing Changkong for his vulgar words, when she saw the firestone rushing towards her. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she cried out, "Father!"

Yang Xiao arrived just in time, darting in from the side like a flying fish leaping from the water, and scooped up Yang Buhui close to the ground. Suddenly, his daughter cried out, "Watch out!"

As she saw Yun Changkong's figure already behind her, Yang Xiao's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to raise her hand, Yun Changkong coldly shouted, "Too late!" and waved his sleeve.

Yang Xiao glanced at her sideways and thought to himself, "No matter how fierce your palm strike is, how could it possibly hurt me?" He shielded his daughter and straightened his shoulders with his inner energy.

Thud! One after another, Yang Xiao was struck on the shoulder. He let out a muffled groan and flew away!

It turned out that when Yun Changkong channeled his divine skill, his sleeve felt like it was being struck by an iron plate. It was only because Yang Xiao possessed profound skill and used his strength to defend against it that anyone else would have had half of their shoulder crushed.

Yang Xiao was sent flying several feet away by his slap. When he landed, half of his body was numb and he was swaying unsteadily.

"call out!"

Another burst of fire appeared. Yun Changkong swung his palm, the powerful force of which seemed almost tangible, sending the fire flying back.

Xinran, holding the oil sprayer, and Cangsong, holding the giant wooden flag, suddenly felt a jolt in their hearts and hurriedly flew backward, trying to escape from the Sacred Flame Hall.

Flames are easy to dodge, but the sky is hard to defend against!

Yun Changkong shouted, "Just leave like that? That's impolite!" He pushed forward with his left palm, and with a bang, the two were struck by the force of the palm strike. As if hit by a giant hammer, they spat out a mouthful of blood and fell against the wall. Just as they fell to the ground, a short, fat man held them up with both hands. It was Yan Yuan, the leader of the Hou Tu Banner.

He lifted them up, helping them regain their balance, but then they felt a gust of wind.

"Get out of the way!" Yang Xiao exclaimed. Chang Kong chuckled, "Is it that easy?" He flicked his finger, and with a swift, hissing sound, the three of them felt a heat in their chests and collapsed to the ground.

Zhuang Zheng's spiked club swirled wildly as he swept it horizontally, and Chang Kong said, "If I don't take your move head-on, you won't be satisfied!"

He turned his body to make way for the club's head, and reached out with his right hand, already grabbing the handle of the spiked club.

Zhuang Zheng was not only born with superhuman strength, but also possessed superior internal and external skills, making him the most powerful figure among the Five Elements Flag Bearers. However, he never expected that someone would grab his spiked club.

Surprised, he quickly snatched it back.

As he tried to snatch it, he felt a powerful force surge up along the handle of the mace like a tide. Zhuang Zheng hurriedly tried to resist, but his own internal energy was like ice and snow meeting fire, having no effect. He knew something was wrong and quickly let go of the mace.

However, the Arhat Subduing Demon Skill still had its power, and it sent Zhuang Zheng stumbling backward. Tang Yang tried to hold him down, but felt a surge of immense force that made his arm go numb. He spat out a mouthful of blood onto Zhuang Zheng's neck, and the two of them collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, a sharp wind suddenly rose behind Yun Changkong, accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart. Knowing it was a hidden weapon, he didn't turn his head, but flicked his hand to disperse the stone chips that Yang Xiao had shot with his "Finger Flicking Divine Skill". Then, he twisted and swayed his body, and with the momentum, he pointed his finger at Yang Xiao's chest.

Yang Xiao raised his palm to meet the attack, but Yun Changkong suddenly spun around, his right sleeve flicking lightly, moving like lightning, the corner of his sleeve like a sword, and brushed towards Yang Xiao's "Lingtai" acupoint on his back.

He struck with incredible speed, almost without warning. Fortunately, Yang Xiao was extremely agile and managed to shift his body a foot to the side at this critical moment, with a hissing sound.

Yang Xiao felt a surge of heat flow into the back of his right shoulder. Fortunately, he was not hit in a vital point, but he was already thrown against the wall of the hall.

Since mastering his skills, Yang Xiao had never seen such a formidable opponent. Although he was in a sorry state, he reacted quickly, rapidly switching to the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" technique to deflect the force of the attack onto the wall.

Then, with a loud "bang," stone chips flew everywhere from the sturdy walls of the Sacred Flame Hall.

Yang Xiao was both shocked and furious. He turned back, intending to make another move, but then felt weak and powerless all over. He could no longer stand steadily, and his face turned from white to red, revealing a bluish tinge. Only then did he regain his footing.

"Father!" Yang Buhui was very worried about her father.

Yang Xiao shook his head and glanced at the Five Elements Flag Envoy.

They were all red-faced and collapsed to the ground.

Yun Changkong stood tall and straight, one hand on his hip, looking out of the hall.

Suddenly, Zhuang Zheng shouted.
At this moment, everyone was taken aback. It turned out that the Fiery Flag had set fire to the wooden table, and the flames were now leaping wildly in the wind.

These prominent figures of the Ming Cult had never in their lives hated their own incompetence so much.

He was about to die a martyr for his faith, which was not a big deal, but the Holy Flame Hall was attacked and he was powerless to stop it. All his ambitions were thus shattered.

Unexpectedly, Yun Changkong turned his body, as if transforming into seven, his sleeves fluttering, his true energy flowing in reverse, and with a blast of icy palm force, the flames were extinguished instantly.

Everyone stared in disbelief.

When Yang Buhui saw Yun Changkong's divine power, she was greatly shocked. Only then did she understand why the Five Elements Banner was worried about the future of their sect when they heard that the Emei Sect had formed a marriage alliance with Yun Changkong, and why they did not hesitate to force her father to apologize to Yin Tianzheng and the Five Wanderers!

This person's martial arts skills were so high that they were like those of an immortal or a Buddha, and no human could possibly contend with them.

If he stands up for the Emei Sect, let alone avenge himself, he might not even be able to save his own life.

"The Big Dipper Formation?" Yang Xiao asked in surprise, "Is this the Big Dipper Formation, the highest secret technique of the Quanzhen Sect in the past?"

"You have good insight, Messenger of Light!" Yun Changkong smiled. "You were able to withstand two blows from my sleeves and still stand up. Not to mention the Ming Cult, you're not many in the world. Not bad!"

He chuckled and casually swept the thick smoke out of the hall with a flick of his sleeve.

His words did not seem arrogant to anyone.

Yang Xiao was always proud and arrogant, and didn't care about others' praise or criticism. However, he felt honored to be associated with Yun Changkong, who was the only one in the world. He said, "It's good! It's good! I have long admired Brother Yun's name. He is invincible with his sword. It is a great honor to meet you today."

Yun Changkong smiled slightly, and the remaining smoke was all driven away, making the surroundings clear. Apart from the collapsed table and the person lying on the ground unable to move, everything was the same as before.

Yun Changkong glanced at everyone and smiled, "Brother, I've long heard that the flag bearers of the Five Elements Flags are all talented people. It's quite a coincidence that I've met them all today!"

The five men looked at each other, their faces filled with bitterness; they certainly didn't want to see Yun Changkong.

Just then, footsteps could be heard, and the hall was densely packed with Ming Cult members, all drawn by the commotion.

However, without orders, no one dared to rush into the "Hall of Sacred Flame".

Yun Changkong glanced at the crowd, placed his hands on his hips, showed no fear, and said calmly, "Let them all disperse. If I want to kill you, they can't stop me; if I want to leave, they can't stop me either. Don't take any more lives!"

He unleashed these words with his inner strength, causing the roof tiles to tremble and everyone to hear them clearly. The Ming Cult followers were immediately agitated and wanted to rush towards the Sacred Flame Hall.

Yang Xiao and the others exchanged glances, their faces showing bitterness.

They understood that this was the truth.

Yun Changkong, unarmed, left the Lightbringer and the Five Elements Flag Envoy in a sorry state, while he remained calm and unharmed.

His martial arts skills were so high that even a thousand troops could not stop him, and killing a few of them who were in poor health was as easy as killing chickens.

Yang Xiao said loudly, "All of you, step back!"

"Yes!" Some people left, but the Five Elements Banner remained unmoved.

Yun Changkong said calmly, "The Left Envoy of Light's orders remain unchanged. Don't you gentlemen want to give Changkong some face?"

The five flag bearers exchanged a glance.
"Ruijinqi, heed my command!" Zhuang Zheng shouted. "All of you, stand back! No one is to enter without my order!"

The other four said, "We'll listen to Brother Zhuang!"

"Yes."

With a whoosh, all five flags were withdrawn.

Yun Changkong smiled slightly, turned around and struck out with his palm. Everyone felt a surge of heat release their pressure points, and they were all taken aback.

Chang Kong looked at Yang Bu Hui and smiled, "Miss Yang, Yun Chang Kong is nothing special, but since I'm here, I'm a guest of your Ming Cult. Shouldn't you invite me for a cup of tea and do me the duty of a good host?"

Yang Buhui saw that his smile was like a warm spring breeze, gentle and kind, completely unlike his domineering and stern demeanor just now. Her heart skipped a beat, and she looked at her father.

Yang Xiao nodded, and Yang Buhui rose, curtsied, and withdrew.

Yun Changkong walked to a table and sat down, saying, "Sit down, everyone, don't be shy."

Even though they were all martial arts heroes, they were all subdued by Yun Changkong in one battle, and even when he spoke in the tone of his master, they had no choice but to obey.

After everyone sat down, Yang Xiao slowly said, "Hero Yun, you are a successor of Shaolin and Quanzhen, the true lineage of the martial arts world. It is only natural that we are inferior in skill."

Although Shaolin Temple and Quanzhen Sect are outsiders, their mission throughout history has been to help the world, save people, and uphold justice. Your actions today—trespassing into our headquarters and flaunting your power—are utterly unreasonable. Aren't you afraid that Bodhidharma and Chongyang, if they knew in the afterlife, would say that the divine skills were not passed down to humankind?

Yun Changkong chuckled: "What you're saying is that someone isn't a human being? What's the reason?" He brushed off non-existent dust from his clothes and said calmly: "Island Master Huang's Finger Flicking Divine Skill was used by someone to rape his own granddaughter's disciple. Doesn't that mean he's not a human being?"
The reason why the leader of the Yang sect used the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth to compete with his fellow believers is that?

"Hmm, using numbers to bully the few, that's your Ming Cult's way of doing things. I, Yun, truly admire you!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao's face flushed, and all the Five Elements Flag envoys turned to look at him.

At this moment, Yang Buhui entered with a maid serving tea. Upon hearing this, he became enraged and cursed, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Yun Changkong chuckled, stretched out his right hand, and sent out a gust of wind that lifted up a cup of tea. With his left hand, he used the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" technique to manipulate the wind, and the teacup was already in his hand.

There were more than ten feet between them, and it was as if an invisible force was pulling the teacup and delivering it to his hands.

Upon witnessing this method of retrieving objects from the air, everyone was horrified, as if they had encountered magic.

Although Yang Xiao had mastered the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," he was only at the second level, and his internal strength was far inferior, so he did not understand the principle behind it.

I felt that even if someone had mastered the divine skill of "capturing dragons and controlling cranes," they wouldn't be able to perform it from such a distance.

Fortunately, Yun Changkong's martial arts skills seemed to be superhuman; whatever he did, after the initial surprise, became commonplace. Zhuang Zheng asked, "Left Envoy Yang, have you mastered the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth?"

"How could I have mastered it?" Yang Xiao said with a wry smile, "Back then, I was honored by the esteemed Master Yang, who taught me some basic skills. I only managed to reach the second level."

Yun Changkong chuckled, holding his teacup, and said casually, "Alright, you can discuss these sectarian matters later. Now, let's withdraw our men and head upstairs."

Yan Yuan, the flag bearer of the Thick Earth Banner, mustered his spirits and said loudly, "This is Bright Peak. No matter how strong your martial arts are, who can you scare?"

"Intimidation?" Chang Kong shook his head and said, "Alright, there's no other way. You Ming Cult members are either unruly or cunning and unreasonable. If I don't beat you up first, how can you calmly listen to my reasoning?"

These words secretly angered the group.

Zhuang Zheng said, "The major martial arts sects and heroes are besieging us. Our Five Elements Flag should kill half of them before they even reach the mountaintop. If we retreat and go up the mountain, wouldn't that be letting them off easy?"

"Is that so?" Yun Changkong smiled slightly and looked at Yang Xiao: "Left Envoy Yang is also a wise man. Can't you see through this 'Bian Zhuang assassinates the tiger' plan?"

Yang Xiao sighed and said, "So what if we know? We all know that Xie Xun's presence at Bright Peak was a complete fabrication, but it is a fact that he killed Master Kongjian of Shaolin, stole the Seven Injury Fist Manual of Kongtong, and also possessed the Dragon-Slaying Saber, which is known as the 'Supreme Martial Arts Saber'."

Others might want revenge or to steal the knife, but we can't let them search Bright Peak to prove the truth, can we? Besides, my affair with Xiaofu has greatly damaged the reputation of Wudang and Emei, so how could they let it go?

The Beggars' Sect once stole the Sacred Flame Token from our sect, leading to decades of fighting and countless deaths. Now, their leader, Shi Huolong, has returned to the martial world, reorganizing the sect and unifying its forces. How could they possibly let such a golden opportunity slip by?

“Very good!” Chang Kong nodded and said, “I’m glad you said that, then this matter will be simple.”

Upon hearing this, the group was greatly surprised and gazed at the sky.

Zhuang Zheng shouted, "Hero Yun, you once said that you hoped we would join forces with the righteous sects to fight against the Yuan Dynasty. What is the purpose of your actions today? Could it be that you are truly engaged to the Emei Sect and standing up for the old nun Miejue?"

Chang Kong smiled and said, "Gentlemen, I would like to ask you, even if your Ming Cult has the Four Guardian Kings, the Five Wanderers, and the Five Elements Banners, and all its members are of one mind, what are your chances of winning against Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kunlun, Huashan, Kongtong, as well as the Beggar Clan and their various smaller gangs, and some martial arts heroes?"

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.

Yang Xiao thought for a moment and said, "These sects all have renowned masters, with Shaolin and Wudang having the most. The Beggars' Sect is also full of hidden talents, so we are indeed inferior. However, if they want to destroy my Ming Cult, my Ming Cult brothers, with the geographical advantage of the Seven Peaks and Thirteen Summits, can fight them and will surely inflict heavy casualties on them!"

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "Left Envoy Yang, do you know what I'm thinking?"

Yang Xiao shook his head and said, "I am too foolish to fathom your intentions."

Chang Kong said, "I'm wondering, you are clearly the Left Envoy of Light, second only to the leader. Without the sect leader, you should be respected. Why don't your subordinates obey you?"

Yang Buhui angrily said, "Father, he's dead, why should we lower ourselves to him?"

Yun Changkong glanced at her.

Yang Xiao said, "Your mind is full of profound insights; please enlighten me."

Chang Kong said, "You clearly see the situation clearly, know why the martial arts heroes have come, and why you put the Ming Cult brothers in the front."
Let's leave Xie Xun's matter aside for now, and as for your affair with Ji Xiaofu, let's not even talk about rape. It was all genuine, so you were the one who ultimately felt good, weren't you?"

Yang Xiao raised an eyebrow, while Yang Buhui blushed deeply.

Yun Changkong didn't care at all: "You've had your fun, and you've slapped the faces of the Wudang and Emei sects. When they come to take revenge, you keep telling the Ming Cult brothers what to do! So you're enjoying yourself, but when it's time to die, they'll have to step in?"
Although your Ming Cult may have people who treat human life like dirt, you are not heartless beasts, are you?

Especially your Ming Cult, and Yang Dingtian, with lofty ambitions, shouting that they want to think about the common people, do good and eliminate evil, and uphold righteousness and destroy evil. It sounds very noble. How many brave men have joined in, just for the lofty ideal of driving out the Tartars and restoring our land.

But now you're asking them to pay with their lives for Xie Xun's indiscriminate killing of innocents, and for your own love affairs. What gives you the right?
Is this your character? Your sense of responsibility?

These words were deafening. The Five Elements Flag envoys looked at each other with various expressions. Yang Xiao felt his head buzzing and his body covered in cold sweat.

Seeing her father's body seem to hunch over, Yang Buhui felt a lump in her throat and wanted to cry.

Then Yang Xiao shouted, "You're right! There are some things I, Yang Xiao, must handle personally. I shouldn't let my personal grudges affect my subordinates!"

Tang Yang, a man of great experience and shrewdness, said, "Hero Yun, even if Left Envoy Yang intervenes, it will only concern Wudang, Emei, and Kunlun. What about the others?"
Some are after Xie Xun for revenge, others after the Dragon-Slaying Saber. How can this be explained? Even if we openly search, others will say we have a secret passage.”

Chang Kong laughed and said, "That's even simpler. The Dragon-Slaying Saber is in my hands, so Xie Xun's fate is predictable. If anyone doesn't believe me, go look for it in the ocean. If you covet the Dragon-Slaying Saber, just come to me. What does it have to do with your Ming Cult?"

"Huh?" Everyone was shocked, then their anger flared up.

Yan Yuan shouted, "Fine, since you've taken the Dragon-Slaying Saber, why don't you prove to the world that we, the Ming Cult, should take the blame?"

In an instant, all eyes fell on Yun Changkong.

Yun Changkong took a sip of tea and chuckled, "Isn't it thanks to the brothers of the Ruijin Banner that I can forge one for myself so I can show it to the heroes of the world?" He then patted himself on the body, "Where do you think I could hide the Dragon-Slaying Saber?"

The group was startled again, and they understood.

There is no Dragon-Slaying Saber in the vast sky.

Zhuang Zheng swallowed hard and raised his voice, "You don't have the Dragon-Slaying Saber, you just want to help my Ming Cult repel the enemy?"

The group was somewhat confused. If that was the case, why did they hit us earlier?
Yang Buhui looked bewildered and asked, "Why is that?"

Yun Changkong remained silent for a while, then slowly said, "I am not helping you, nor am I helping the righteous sects of the martial arts world. It's just that the famous martial arts figures of today are either greedy and selfish, arrogant and conceited, or they are treacherous, reckless and incompetent. None of them are worthy of my attention."

Perhaps it would be better for the world if these people died!

At this point, he sighed and slowly continued, "It's just that each sect and faction has some passionate young men with ideals and beliefs, but they are like hairless little beasts, too weak, unable to withstand turmoil, and unable to act independently."

Any sect can be entered, but not necessarily left. All that matters is obedience, yet they fight and kill each other because of the personal affairs of important figures. I can't stand it!
All you luminaries, Dharma protectors, Five Wanderers and Five Element Flag Bearers, consider yourselves heroes and great men. Even I, Yun Changkong, am called a "great hero." How can we simply enjoy such respect without bearing any responsibility?

"Shouldn't we, as people of our ability, minimize major conflicts and avoid harming the lives of brave young men because of personal grudges?"

The Five Banner Envoys stood up together, and Zhuang Zheng clasped his hands and said, "Hero Yun's actions are extremely benevolent and compassionate. Even if we are stubborn, we would never dare to disobey your orders."

Yun Changkong said, "Don't talk about benevolence. I was just doing my duty. I hope your sect can sweep away the bad reputation it has accumulated over the years and take 'expelling the Tartars and restoring China' as a real thing to do, instead of just shouting slogans like I did. Only then can it be called a 'Ming' sect, and then it won't be me taking this risk for your Ming Cult!"

People admired him even more for his selfless contributions.

Yang Buhui, being straightforward, asked, "Would you help the Wudang Sect or the Emei Sect?"

Yang Xiao said, "Bu Hui, you should go back to your room and rest first."

Yun Changkong glanced sideways at Yang Buhui and said, "The Wudang Sect has Zhang Sanfeng, why should I worry about him?"

As for the Emei Sect's Abbess Miejue thinking highly of me, that's true. But she will absolutely not allow me to interfere in the matter between Abbess Miejue and your father; her pride forbids it. You can rest assured!

Yang Xiao, bursting with heroic spirit, let out a long roar that shook the dust that had accumulated in the hall. He stood up and said, "Very well, in three more days, the major sects will arrive. Every moment is precious now, and we should not delay any longer. Gentlemen, I will now sincerely apologize to the Five Wanderers and Yin Tianzheng. Please convey my message that I, Yang Xiao, have broken the Iron-Crowned Daoist's shoulder. Whether it is by kowtowing and apologizing or whatever else, I am willing to do so. I only ask that they take over!"

“Okay! I’ll take care of it,” Tang Yang replied.

Yun Changkong turned to Zhuang Zheng and said, "Can you make me a majestic-looking Dragon Slaying Saber in three days? Don't worry about me losing face when I brandish it and it breaks while I'm wielding it. My glorious image among my female friends will plummet, and I'll definitely cause trouble for you, Flag Bearer Zhuang!"

"Hahaha..." Everyone was a hero, and upon hearing his words, their previous tension vanished, and they all burst into laughter!
Even Yang Buhui blushed.

Just moments ago they were fighting to the death, but now they can laugh together.

This is Jianghu.

If you have the ability to help me, I can forgive you.

So when Zhang Sanfeng, severely injured, met Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao, he praised them as grandmasters. But before that, he deeply resented them—that's how realistic he was.

Zhuang Zheng patted his chest and said, "Leave this to me, Zhuang. If it diminishes your reputation, I...I..."

Looking around, I didn't know what to say.

Yan Yuan said, "Wouldn't it be a good thing to marry Yang Zuoshi's daughter to Hero Yun?"

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"I think this is a great idea!"

"The Mongolian princess and the great hero Yun both love her, and the daughter of a demon lord is good too!"

Yun Changkong laughed heartily and said, "Thank you for your kindness, please prepare a feast for me!"

"Yes, yes!"

Before long, a fine feast was laid out on the table.

Yun Changkong said, "Everyone, farewell!"

Reach out and grab the table leg, lift it gently, and it's several feet off the ground.

Everyone who saw it was not surprised.

Suddenly, Yun Changkong was seen carrying a table and striding out of the hall.

"Master Yun!" Yang Xiao couldn't help but sigh, "What do you mean by this? Are you afraid we'll poison you?"

"You're overthinking it!" Yun Changkong said without turning his head. "You'd be poisoned even if you thought about it!"

Yun Changkong carried a sandalwood table, its weight considerable, yet it was laden with food and wine. He still moved with effortless grace on the rooftop, like a drifting cloud, completely unconcerned about spilling the food or wine. His profound skill and extraordinary lightness of movement were truly astonishing.

Fortunately, everyone had long regarded Yun Changkong as a celestial being or Buddha, so whatever he did was considered normal. Those who didn't understand were the ones who were wrong.

"Remember to withdraw your troops. I will come back in three days. Don't stop me, come with me!" The man had disappeared, but his voice still lingered.

"Is this even human?" Yang Buhui was still shaken.

“He’s definitely not human anymore!” Yang Xiao looked at Chang Kong thoughtfully: “He must have started by using the Beggar Clan’s direct lineage of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.”

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

That's known as the 'Number One Palm Technique in the World'!

As far as I know, even Shi Huolong hasn't mastered it yet!

"He possesses the skills of the three major sects: Shaolin, Quanzhen, and Beggars' Sect. It's only natural that we lost!"

"Yes, who in the world can match that?"

The Five Elements Flag Envoy said so.

“Father is still the best.” Yang Buhui smiled mischievously: “You took his palm strike head-on; there are probably few in the world who can do that.”

Hearing his daughter's praise, Yang Xiao's cheeks flushed red.

"Since when taking a blow has become something to be proud of?"

Yan Yuan sighed, "Alas, even Yin Baimei's servant fought him for two hundred moves!"

Yang Xiao blushed and snorted.

Tang Yang shook his head and said, "This person already possessed extraordinary skills four years ago. After four years, he seems to have abandoned all vanity. His composure and elegance are probably only comparable to Zhang Sanfeng."

Yang Xiao said calmly, "Zhang Sanfeng may have a higher level of martial arts skill than him, but if it really came down to a fight, he would definitely not be his match."

"Yes!"

"Zhang Sanfeng was old after all."

"He was in the prime of his youth, while Zhang Sanfeng was old and frail; he would wear him down to death."

"Alas, the new generation surpasses the old!"

The Five Elements Flag Envoys left the Sacred Flame Hall and ordered the troops to withdraw.

They believed that if Yun Changkong was willing to quell the conflict, then he certainly could.

Since his debut, Yun Changkong has been undefeated. He's outwardly kind but inwardly ruthless; who wouldn't fear him?

He's a peerless master who killed a thousand men in the Battle of Hanshui. If you don't give him face, you'd better think twice about your sect's reputation!
Let's count how many heads there are. Do we still need those people?

(End of this chapter)