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

Yun Changkong suddenly sprang towards the stairwell, like a powerful arrow shot from a bow.

Linghu Chong and Lan Fenghuang turned to look and saw Yun Changkong's figure disappear at the top of the stairs. In the blink of an eye, he had darted back to his seat, carrying an old man as if he were a chicken caught by an eagle.

"Second Junior Brother!" Linghu Chong was taken aback.

Yun Changkong let out a long laugh and said, "What are you doing, you old codger, hiding your head like that!"

With a flick of his wrist, Laudenau tumbled to the ground.

Linghu Chong stared at him and said coldly, "Second Junior Brother, what brings you here?"

Laudenuo's face turned ashen, his eyes filled with fear, and he said in a trembling voice, "Senior Brother, I am here on Master's orders to inform you that we are leaving Luoyang tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong stammered, "Leaving tomorrow? So..."

The word "hasty" was on the tip of his tongue, but he held it back, remembering what his master had said: he was too ashamed to stay in Luoyang.

All because he drank and gambled with local thugs and even got beaten up, he completely disgraced the Huashan Sect in front of everyone, so there's no need to ask why.

Lan Fenghuang chuckled coldly and said, "You old man, you're spouting nonsense. Since your master told you to inform Linghu Chong, why did you follow us all the way and eavesdrop on our conversation until just now, when you finally tried to quietly go downstairs? I think you're just asking for trouble!"

With that, he flicked his sleeve, and with two "hissing" sounds, a hairy centipede appeared around Laudenau's neck, and a hairy green snake appeared in his hand.

Laudenau's facial muscles twitched with hesitation, his lips trembling as he cried out, "Senior Brother, how could you collude with cult members and make things difficult for your fellow disciples?"

Linghu Chong wanted to argue, but his temper flared up, and he said, "As long as they are my friends, I don't care about any evil sects or cults! Tell me, what are you trying to do by following us so suspiciously?"

Lao Denuo forced a smile and said, "Senior Brother, what is it that concerns our Huashan Sect? Do you really have to ask us clearly here, disregarding our dignity?" He then looked at Yun Changkong and said, "Hero Yun, Leader Lan, our Huashan Sect has never dared to offend either of you while traveling the martial world. Why must you make things difficult for our sect?"

Blue Phoenix laughed and said, "Old ghost, don't try to act tough in front of me. I don't even know who you are."

Turning to Yun Changkong, he said, "Brother, this old thing doesn't know what's good for him. I think we should just feed it to my treasure. You won't blame me, will you?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "No wonder, no wonder! This old fellow likes to play the hero, and I'm also curious to see what he's got!"

Upon hearing this, Laudenuo's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly cried out, "Senior Brother, I'll talk, I'll talk! It was Master who told me to secretly follow you!"

Linghu Chong murmured, "I knew Master had sent you to monitor me and keep a close eye on me, but you didn't come with me for several days at the Wang family's residence. I thought, I thought..."

Laudenuo said, "Senior Brother, I didn't want to either. It was you who, after getting drunk at the Wang family banquet, said to me, 'Master asked you to monitor me, to find any evidence,' and so on. After that, Master told me not to follow you, but to secretly monitor you."

Just now, Master told me to follow you to see if you were colluding with... Hero Yun, the leader of the Blue Sect, plotting something sinister. Senior Brother, I was just following orders.

Linghu Chong asked in a daze, "Did I say at the Wang family banquet that Master asked you to spy on me?"

It turned out that Linghu Chong was so drunk that day that he couldn't remember a single thing he had said the night before.

As the saying goes, it's like blacking out!
He thought that once he arrived at the Wang family, Yue Buqun would be mindful of his reputation and would no longer have anyone monitor him, but he never expected that things would turn into a clandestine operation.

Laudenuo said, "Senior Brother, I've said everything I needed to say. I'm going to report back to Master now. Please ask your friend to be lenient."

Linghu Chong was furious and said to Lan Fenghuang, "Leader Lan, thank you for your help. I am very grateful. But I will handle the matter between my fellow disciples and me!"

Lan Fenghuang said, "Very well, I'll spare your life for now."

With a sweep of his sleeve, Laudenau vanished, and the snake and centipede disappeared.

Having escaped death, Laudenuo, with beads of sweat on his forehead, bowed and said, "Young Master Yun, Sect Leader Lan, please excuse me." He then turned to leave.

"Wait!" Linghu Chong shouted, "You think you can just leave like this?"

Laudenuo clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "What else do you need, Senior Brother?"

Linghu Chong raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "There is something I need to ask my second junior brother to clarify, so that I may not suffer an unjust accusation!"

Laudenau was taken aback and asked, "What is it?"

Linghu Chong shouted, "Lao Denuo, who killed Sixth Brother?"

Laudenau was speechless, his heart filled with bitterness.

He had overheard Yun Changkong and Linghu Chong discussing the traitor, and Linghu Chong said he had made progress. Feeling guilty, he tried to leave but was caught by Yun Changkong. Now, being questioned by Linghu Chong, he was even more flustered and forced a smile, saying, "Senior Brother, what are you saying? How would I know who killed Sixth Brother?"

But Linghu Chong slowly stepped forward and said, "Do you think I can't find out just because you don't admit it? I'll go find my master's wife later and ask her who else, besides my junior sister, left the group when we stayed at the White Horse Temple that night."

At this point, Linghu Chong felt a surge of warmth in his body, thinking, "The White Horse Temple is thirty miles from the top of Mount Hua. My junior sister traveled sixty miles back and forth in the dark of night. She must care about me too."

Laudenau was instantly drenched in sweat and stammered.

Seeing his strange behavior, Linghu Chong said in a hoarse voice, "Why did you have to do this? Da Yi has always been a kind person and has always respected us. How could you do this to him?" As he spoke, he struck Da Yi's face with his left palm.

Laudenuo suddenly raised his palm to block and retreated rapidly, but halfway through the attack, there was a clang as Linghu Chong drew his long sword from his waist.

It turns out that Linghu Chong's swordsmanship was superb, but his fist and foot skills were not good, and he was not as good as Lao Denuo. So his palm strike was a feint, and his real intention was to draw the opponent's sword.

When Lao Denuo saw Linghu Chong, who was sickly, defeat Cong Buqi and Feng Buping one after another, and then blind fifteen underworld masters with a single sword strike at the Medicine King Temple, his swordsmanship was so amazing that it was simply astonishing, he dared not make a move. As he retreated, he knocked the wooden table next to him into the air.

Linghu Chong already had his longsword in hand. With a slight flick of his wrist, a "sizzle" sound was heard, like tearing silk, and Lao Denuo's clothes had been slashed four times.

In an instant, something fell from his arms and landed at Laudenau's feet.

Linghu Chong's sword strike was so swift that Laudenuo had no chance to resist. The accuracy of his strike didn't even scratch Laudenuo's skin; it merely cut his belt and tore his pocket.

Blue Phoenix was both surprised and delighted: "What superb swordsmanship!"

Yun Changkong also secretly admired him. This was naturally no problem for him, but whether he could use his internal energy like Linghu Chong was unknown.

Linghu Chong looked down and saw a booklet on the ground with the words "Zixia Manual" written on it.

Laudenau's expression changed drastically, and he tried to escape, but Linghu Chong's longsword flashed like light and energy, and was already at Laudenau's neck.

Knowing there was no hope of escape, Laudenau had no choice but to stop.

Linghu Chong shouted, "How did you come to possess the Purple Cloud Manual?"

Laudenau's face turned ashen, cold sweat poured down his face, and all he could think about was how to escape.

Yun Changkong said calmly, "Brother Linghu, you're too much trouble. At this juncture, let's sever his tendons first, and see if he'll talk!"

"Senior Brother!" Laudenuo exclaimed, "There's a misunderstanding here. Call Master here."

This is word of mouth.

Lao Denuo was well aware of Yun Changkong's ruthlessness since his debut.

Blue Phoenix Gege laughed and said, "Yes, these so-called prestigious sects have always been two-faced, using honeyed words to stab people in the back, framing others, and deceiving everyone."

"If your master comes, he'll say that you, Linghu Chong, framed him. Why bother arguing with him? Feeding my precious baby is too dirty for me; I'd rather throw it in the Luo River!"

She spoke loudly, but covered half of her mouth, as if she truly disliked the person.

Linghu Chong laughed heartily and said, "This method couldn't be better."

"I'll talk, I'll talk!" Laudenuo hurriedly said, "Senior Brother, I had no choice in the matter."

"Not under my control?" Linghu Chong shouted, "Lao Denuo, I've taken the blame for you for so many days, and you think you can just let it go with a simple 'not under my control'?"

Back then, Lu Zhengrong of the Hengshan Sect targeted Uncle Liu. The other day, the Songshan Sect came to my Huashan Sect with members of the Taishan Sect. So, are you, like Lu Zhengrong, acting under Zuo Lengchan's orders to steal our sect's supreme cultivation technique?

Laudenuo blushed instantly. Although he was ordered by Zuo Lengchan to infiltrate the Huashan Sect, stealing the Zixia Manual was his own decision. Now, when Linghu Chong questioned him, he stammered and couldn't give a coherent answer.

Yun Changkong said with a smile, "Lao Denuo, I still have to have a sword duel with Linghu Chong, so I don't have that much patience. Don't make a mistake for yourself!"
Laudenau hesitated and said, "I've already told you, but you don't believe me. What are you going to do then?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Whether you tell me or not is your business, whether you believe me or not is none of your concern!"

Laudenau gritted his teeth and said, "Since I'm going to die anyway, why should I say anything? Use whatever vicious methods you have!"

Yun Changkong looked at Lan Fenghuang, and the two smiled at each other, both realizing that he was all bluster and no substance, and that he only wanted to live and get a promise.

Linghu Chong said, "If you can tell me all about the Songshan Sect's conspiracy, I can let you go today."

Laudenau's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Where are Hero Yun and Leader Lan?"

Yun Changkong said calmly, "Your life or death is of no importance to us."

Laudenau asked, "So, I'm leaving with exactly one item, no more, no less?"

Blue Phoenix chuckled, "You're quite the clever one!"

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "This fellow probably thinks we're too stingy and didn't serve him a proper meal, so he's putting on airs here!"

Laudenau's heart skipped a beat: "This kid is a smiling tiger. It's pointless for him to use ruthless methods against me." He said, "It's not that I don't trust you guys, it's just that after today, there will be no place for me in this world, so I want a safe haven."

Linghu Chong couldn't help but angrily say, "Lao Denuo, don't push your luck. What kind of person is Hero Yun? If he wants to deal with you, even if you hide in Mount Song or escape into the palace, can you really hide?"
Junior Brother Lu has studied under us for many years. Even if you wanted to steal the manual, you could have just taken it. But to resort to such a cruel act—do you have any humanity left?

Laudenuo steeled his heart and roared, "Linghu Chong, if I have no humanity, does your Huashan Sect have any?"

Liang Fa was beheaded at the Medicine King Temple, and what were you all like? You were thinking about your junior sister every day, and she was determined to go to Lin Pingzhi's hometown. Everyone from Master and Mistress was overjoyed. Who was even slightly moved by Liang Fa's death? Do you really think you're some kind of righteous and compassionate people? Where is your humanity?

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong was speechless.

He was quite displeased because he saw his fellow disciples beaming with joy upon hearing that they were going to Luoyang, completely forgetting about Liang Fa's tragic death.

Laudenau continued, "Do you think your master misunderstood you? Actually, he just framed you for a crime and forced you to hand over your swordsmanship!"

Linghu Chong flew into a rage and said, "You're talking nonsense! How dare you slander my mentor?"

Laudenuo coldly said, "I slandered my mentor? Heh, don't you know whether you slandered him or not? Your swordsmanship is no match for even a master like Feng Buping. When Yue Buqun asked about your background, you evaded the question..." Linghu Chong angrily said, "How dare you address my mentor by his name?!"

Laudenuo sneered, "Now that things have come to this, there's no need for me to hide anything. My master is the Left Head of the Songshan Sect. I am his third disciple. What kind of person is Yue Buqun? Does he even deserve to be my master!"

Linghu Chong already knew that Lao Denuo had come to his master with his own skills, but the martial arts he demonstrated were mixed and mediocre, seemingly passed down from a side sect in Yunnan and Guizhou. He had assumed that Lao Denuo had betrayed his sect like Lu Zhengrong, but now that he knew he was a disciple of Zuo Lengchan, he said, "What a fine disciple of Songshan! You've been hiding your skills very well!"

Laudenau said in a sinister voice, "I was sent by my master to Huashan to investigate Yue Buqun's martial arts skills and the various movements of the Huashan Sect. Are you satisfied now?"

Linghu Chong was furious and said, "Zuo Lengchan is indeed a wolf in sheep's clothing, wanting to annex the four sects and become the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance?"

Laudenuo snorted, "What annexation? The Left Sect Leader is a man of great talent and vision. He believes that the current martial arts world is all about minding their own business, which is why evil sects are so rampant. He wants to unify the Five Mountains Sects in order to eliminate the evil sects and restore peace to the martial arts world. This is a great contribution to the martial arts world, how could someone like you, who is obsessed with romance, possibly understand it!"

"Sweep away the evil cult!" Linghu Chong laughed loudly. "In today's martial arts world, Shaolin and Wudang are the pillars of the nation. Wouldn't they step forward, raise their arms, and lead the heroes in a counterattack?"

"We need your Songshan Sect to step in. I think the Songshan Sect is just too ambitious and wants to dominate the martial arts world!"

Laudenuo sneered: "Although Shaolin and Wudang are the pillars of the martial arts world, they have always used their status as monks as an excuse to not be enthusiastic about martial arts affairs. If we don't provoke them, why would they resist? Only under the leadership of the Left Sect Leader will there be a day when righteousness will prevail and the demonic flames will be extinguished!"

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "That's very righteous. Without Sect Leader Zuo, the future of the martial arts world would be in jeopardy!"

Laudenuo snorted, "I've said everything I needed to say. Since you've challenged my master to a duel, I suppose you won't make things difficult for his disciple anymore. Leader Lan, Brother Linghu, we'll meet again!"

Linghu Chong called out, "Wait!"

Laudenau asked urgently, "Are you going back on your word?"

Linghu Chong said, "I need to check if this is the Zixia Manual first." He picked up the Zixia Manual, opened it to the first page, and saw it read: "All martial arts under heaven take the cultivation of Qi as the primary method. Righteous Qi is originally bestowed by Heaven, but ordinary people are not good at cultivating it, instead letting their nature suppress their Qi. The dangers of martial artists lie in their violent, arrogant, cruel, and treacherous natures. Violence disturbs the spirit and disrupts Qi; arrogance separates the true from the true and makes Qi unstable; cruelty leads to the loss of benevolence and Qi; treacherousness results in a ruthless heart and shortness of breath. These four things are all saws that cut and saw into Qi..."

Linghu Chong had heard Lu Dayou read these words before and knew that this was the first chapter of the "Purple Cloud Manual". He said, "Lao Denuo, how dare you deceive me with a fake manual!"

Laudenau exclaimed in shock: "I didn't!"

Before he could finish speaking, a sword light struck, and he felt a sharp pain in his throat, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Lan Fenghuang glanced at Yun Changkong and laughed, "I thought he was going to let him go and keep his promise!"

Linghu Chong said coldly, "It's not that it's impossible to be a little despicable with this kind of person. Besides, the Zixia Manual is a secret that our sect does not pass on. I made a solemn vow before my master that if anyone in the world tries to peek at the Zixia Manual, I will kill ten of them if there are ten, and I will kill a hundred of them if there are a hundred."

His words were filled with murderous intent, and even Lan Fenghuang felt a chill.

She had witnessed Linghu Chong's swordsmanship firsthand. Every move he made was exquisite; in terms of martial arts alone, she was no match for him.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Very well, your current state of mind is perfect for a sword duel with me! Please!"

Linghu Chong turned to look at Yun Changkong and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Yun, do you think what he said is true?"

Linghu Chong avenged his junior brother, but he also felt a sharp pain in his chest. You see, he regarded Yue Buqun and his wife as his own parents, but according to Lao Denuo, his master had ulterior motives towards him and wanted to steal his swordsmanship.

He considered Yun Changkong his closest friend, which is why he asked this seemingly trivial question.

Yun Changkong said, "You're not really asking for an answer. Besides, you have too much of a bias against Yue Buqun, so you might not believe anything I say. I can only tell you one thing."

Most of your acquaintances don't want you to do well. They'll dislike you, be jealous of you, slander you, and harm you—they're all people you know. What chance do others have? Do you even know your Huashan Sword Sect's senior, Feng Qingyang?

Linghu Chong nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, Brother Yun, you also know my Grand Uncle?"

Yun Changkong laughed heartily and said, "How could I not know?"

The way of martial arts is to take internal energy as the foundation and techniques as the application, with each complementing the other and being indispensable. However, your Huashan Sect has done something unprecedented in the history of martial arts by splitting into the Sword and Qi factions.

The Sword Sect specializes in the wondrous variations of sword techniques. The Qi Sect, on the other hand, emphasizes controlling the sword with Qi. Thus, the two sects are irreconcilable. Finally, in a grand sword competition on Jade Maiden Peak, the Sword Sect was utterly defeated, making the Qi Sect the orthodox sect.

"So, Feng Qingyang, as a member of the Sword Sect, wielding the 'Nine Swords of Dugu,' is virtually invincible, let alone the Huashan Sect! How could the Qi Sect possibly defeat the Sword Sect?"

"Why?" Linghu Chong asked anxiously.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Because he was tricked by your Huashan Qi Sect senior into leaving Huashan under the pretense of marriage. When he realized something was wrong and returned to the mountain, his fellow disciples from the Sword Sect were either killed or committed suicide. None of them were left. So from then on, there was no Feng Qingyang in the martial world. Even if he were alive, it would be no different from if he were dead."

Linghu Chong listened in a daze, muttering to himself, "So that's how it is. No wonder my grandmaster uncle said that the most powerful thing in the world is not martial arts, but intrigue and scheming, and that he didn't want to see anyone from the Huashan Sect, and asked me if I would regret learning swordsmanship..."

Linghu Chong followed Feng Qingyang to learn swordsmanship and vaguely guessed that the other party was from the Sword Sect. However, Feng Qingyang not only never mentioned his deeds, but also forbade him to ask. He taught him the Dugu Nine Swords, saying that he only hoped that the peerless martial arts of Senior Dugu would not be extinct.

But after passing on the sword, he spoke sternly and clearly, saying that he did not want to see anyone from the Huashan Sect, including himself.

Linghu Chong now understood everything. His grandmaster had been deceived by his own people in the Huashan Sect. He hated the Qi Sect members of the Huashan Sect, but he was unable to take revenge. He could only live in seclusion in the back mountains and not reveal his whereabouts to others.

Yun Changkong sighed: "Brother Linghu, perhaps you know very little about history. Go and see those emperors and generals. In order to achieve their goals, they would even kill their own closest relatives as easily as cutting melons and vegetables."

If your so-called relatives aren't even your blood relatives, then even if you achieve something they can't reach, and you can't bring them any benefit or value, then in their eyes you're not even as good as a stranger. They might even be your enemy. This is a truth many have learned at great cost.

Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, Linghu Chong couldn't help but shout, "I hate it so much! Why did this have to happen! I told you, as long as I report to Feng..." At this point, Linghu Chong hurriedly shut his mouth, almost spitting out the name of his Uncle-Master Feng.

You should know that when Linghu Chong revealed the "Nine Swords of Dugu" at the Medicine King Temple, Yue Buqun asked about the origin of the sword technique. Linghu Chong said that the senior who taught him the sword technique had promised that he would never reveal the origin of the sword technique to anyone, not even his master or mistress. He said that he would ask the senior to allow him to tell his master and mistress what happened in the future, and at that time he would not dare to hide anything.

Yue Buqun verbally agreed, but he continued to send Lao Denuo to keep watch over Linghu Chong.

At this moment, all these circumstances made Linghu Chong feel truly at a loss.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Alright, let's find another place to have our sword fight!" He then took Lan Fenghuang's arm and they went downstairs like the wind.

Linghu Chong felt frustrated, but he was an open-minded person, and this hatred and resentment came and went quickly. He said, "That's right, let's go downstairs and have a sword fight. Who cares about all that!"

The three of them quickly left Taibai Tower and walked along the river for a while. Lan Fenghuang said, "This place is secluded, let's stay here!"

Yun Changkong drew a jade flute from his waist.

Seeing the shimmering green light, Linghu Chong said, "Brother Yun, I'm using my sword. Won't that damage your treasure?"

Yun Changkong said, "It's alright. This is made of jade, which is both hard and tough. Besides, we're comparing swordsmanship, not internal energy, so you naturally won't get hurt!"

Linghu Chong nodded and said, "Please!" He bowed, took his sword, stood at attention, and slowly concealed the sword behind his elbow.

Yun Changkong tilted his jade flute and said, "Please!"

Lan Fenghuang saw that both men were elegant and extraordinary, yet each had their own strengths.

Having weathered many storms and encountered countless masters, Yun Changkong exudes composure and the air of a renowned master, displaying a dignified and solemn demeanor.

Linghu Chong, on the other hand, had the air of a newborn calf unafraid of tigers.

Yun Changkong said calmly, "Brother Linghu, please go first!"

He knew that the Dugu Nine Swords was all about offense and no retreat, so he let Linghu Chong make the first move.

This is his pride, and his confidence!
Whether we win or lose in the end is irrelevant!
Because without using internal energy, it is not a fair fight.

The essence of the "Dugu Nine Swords" that Linghu Chong learned lies in seeing the flaws in the opponent's martial arts. No matter whether it is fist, foot, sword or knife, there must be a flaw in any move. By taking advantage of the weakness, one can win in one blow.

When Yun Changkong stood there, Linghu Chong felt that he was full of flaws, yet he also felt that he had no flaws at all.

However, Linghu Chong had grasped the essence of "no moves are better than moves," and even without a flaw, he could still draw out Yun Changkong's weakness. He immediately shouted, "You've overstepped your bounds!" He slid forward a step, and his longsword crookedly pointed at Yun Changkong's shoulder.

As the sword thrust forward, Lan Fenghuang frowned, thinking, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Lan Fenghuang had always known that the Huashan School's swordsmanship was extremely profound and famous in the martial arts world, so she once said that Ning Zhongze's swordsmanship was very good.

Thinking that Linghu Chong could blind fifteen pairs of eyes with a single sword strike, he realized that Linghu Chong's technique must be incredibly skillful. Who would have thought that he would make such a haphazard move?

Yun Changkong, however, remained solemn and composed, slightly shifting his body to avoid Linghu Chong's sword thrust, while simultaneously swinging his long flute to block the sword's momentum.

This first move shocked Yun Changkong, who thought to himself, "If Linghu Chong's swordsmanship is so formidable, then Feng Qingyang's is even more so."

Linghu Chong was also taken aback, thinking, "I thought his swordsmanship was just average, but who knew it was so formidable!"

At that moment, the longsword flashed like lightning, four swords thrusting in quick succession, all aimed at his vital points, seizing the initiative.

It should be noted that when Linghu Chong learned swordsmanship from Feng Qingyang, in addition to mastering the unparalleled "Nine Swords of Dugu," he also grasped the essence of swordsmanship: "to defeat moves with no moves."

This principle complements the "Nine Swords of Dugu".

The "Nine Swords of Dugu" is exquisite and profound, reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship. However, each move is still traceable. When the principle of "using no moves to defeat moves" is added, it becomes even more ethereal and unpredictable, leaving one unable to grasp its essence.

Thus, when Linghu Chong thrust out his sword, Lao Denuo had no chance to resist, and even the sect leader Lan Fenghuang was stunned and confused.

If swordsmen are exchanging blows and don't understand the reasoning behind them, they can't defend themselves.

Unable to withstand the attack, the outcome was clear.

Yun Changkong, possessing extraordinary skills and extensive knowledge, immediately recognized the power of Linghu Chong's sword strike. This was the very reason he challenged Linghu Chong to a sword duel.

Yun Changkong wanted to deduce the origin of Linghu Chong's swordsmanship from his swordsmanship, that is, the concept of "Dugu Nine Swords", and see if it could be integrated into his own martial arts.

So when he saw Linghu Chong thrust four swords in quick succession as if it were one, he laughed and said, "Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship!" He dodged to the left, used his flute to block and parry, and made a mistake.

If he can deflect the tip of the fourth sword thrust, he can seize the opportunity to cut in and counterattack.

However, Linghu Chong's longsword retracted and extended almost simultaneously, stabbing from the same spot.

With each inhale and exhale, he not only perfectly avoided Yun Changkong's blockade, but the tip of his sword also aimed directly at his center, reaching the vital point of his chest.

These three techniques flowed seamlessly, like a gazelle's horns hanging from a tree, leaving no trace. Even Feng Qingyang himself would have to admire them.

Yun Changkong was deeply moved. Swordsmanship was his weakest area of ​​martial arts, and he had never seen such exquisite and sharp swordsmanship before. He immediately leaned to the side, his jade flute slashing at Linghu Chong's left ribs, his figure slightly shifting to avoid the opponent's sharp attack. (End of this chapter)