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

Chapter 30 Speaking on your knees
Although Yun Changkong killed Feng Tanzhu effortlessly, this advance and retreat gave Yin Yewang a chance to recover his strength.

It should be noted that Yin Yewang had been famous for a long time. It was said in the martial arts world that his martial arts surpassed his father's, which was certainly an exaggeration. However, fifteen years ago, he was able to withstand Yu Daiyan's palm strike. Although it was because of the "Seven Star Nails" hidden in his palm, the fact that his arm was not broken showed that he had extraordinary internal strength.

After more than ten years of arduous training and vigorous progress, he led the masters of the Sky Eagle Sect to contend with various sects. His martial arts skills were truly extraordinary, and he could be considered a first-class master.

He then took advantage of the vast sky to deal with the altar master, lunging forward with the speed of a rabbit, which was astonishing.

Before Yun Changkong could turn around, he felt an overwhelming force of palm strike rushing towards his back. He laughed and said, "You came so fast!" He then used the corpse of the altar master in his hand to block it behind him.

Yin Yewang's attack at this moment was not only related to his own reputation but also to his father's and the reputation of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, so he went all out. As soon as Yun Changkong moved the altar master behind him, his palm strike landed.

Wang Xiaotian chuckled and said, "So the Sky Eagle Sect is only good at bullying the weak with numbers!"

Yin Yewang knew that even if his palm struck the altar master, it would be extremely difficult to injure Yun Changkong. Upon hearing Wang Xiaotian's words, he thought to himself, "I've already lost face, so why bother?"

Unable to suppress a wicked thought, he struck the altar master with a palm strike, but did not intend to injure him. Instead, he used the force to turn around and pounce on Wang Xiaotian.

Although he moved quickly, his turning speed was even faster. Peng Yingyu shouted loudly, "Stop right now!"

But at this point, who would listen to him?

Chang Kong laughed and said, "Monk, save your breath!" He released the seal in his hand and soared into the air, his body like a large bird, flying to the top of Yin Yewang's head.

But Yin Yewang's fame was not by chance. He knew that Yun Changkong's internal strength was amazing and that he was no match for him. However, he figured that although Yun Changkong's internal strength was deep, his moves were sharp and complex. After all, Yun Changkong was more than 20 years younger than him and could not compare to him.

As soon as Chang Kong moved, Yin Yewang suddenly stopped, turned around, and thrust out with his right palm first, followed by his left hand.

These two palms struck in quick succession, unleashing the power of decades of diligent practice like a river bursting its banks, striking Chang Kong's heart.

Seeing Yin Yewang rush out so quickly, everyone thought he would attack Wang Xiaotian, but little did they know that his true intentions were not what they expected.

This palm strike was not only fierce, but the left hand also held a hidden weapon concealed in the sleeve, which attacked Chang Kong's chest at the same time. The whole movement was as smooth as flowing water and was completed in one go.

But Yin Yewang had no idea that Yun Changkong not only had mastered internal strength, but also possessed superior martial arts skills, making him a first-rate figure in the world. Under such circumstances, he turned out with both palms and met the attack.

A cold glint flashed across Yin Yewang Junya's face, and a chilling light flickered in his eyes.

Yun Changkong sensed an alarm and his expression changed slightly. He thought to himself, "Well, he's using it after all!" He was quick-witted and his mind was sharp. Before he even had a thought, he had already withdrawn his outstretched palms.

With a slight shrug, he flipped to the side and rose to his feet, Yin Yewang's right palm sweeping past him.

Before Yin Yewang could strike down with his left palm, Yun Changkong twisted his body at an odd angle, raised his index and middle fingers together with his left hand, and gently tapped Yin Yewang's ribs with a whoosh.

Yin Yewang felt a surge of heat flow into the "Wushu" acupoint on his waist, making his whole body feel weak. He suddenly exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "Remote acupoint striking!"

Peng Yingyu was also taken aback: "What kind of finger force is this?"

Back then, Wang Chongyang won the title of the best swordsman in the world at the Mount Hua Sword Tournament. Everyone in the martial arts world knew about his extraordinary skill, which was the "Innate Skill".

Little did people know that Wang Chongyang's martial arts were profound and extensive, encompassing internal energy cultivation, fist and palm techniques, swordsmanship, hidden weapons, and lightness skills, all of which he excelled in. Moreover, he possessed some unique skills that could only be practiced by virgins.

Zhou Botong was imprisoned on Peach Blossom Island for over ten years after Huang Yaoshi broke his leg, a fact he harbored deep resentment towards. This was because he had lost his virginity to Ying Gu, preventing him from practicing several of his senior brother's divine skills. The "Pure Yang Finger" was one of them.

Although Yun Changkong's "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill" combines Yin and Yang, it is predominantly Yang. He is naturally gifted in cultivating the "Pure Yang Finger," and once he uses it, Yin Yewang immediately surrenders.

Yun Changkong reached out with his right arm and grabbed Yin Yewang's left wrist. He shouted, "Yin Yewang, you actually used a hidden weapon! How despicable!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, and everyone in the building was stunned. Several Sky Eagle Cult members collapsed to the ground with thuds.

As for outside the building, probably half of Jiaxing city could hear it.

Even with Yin Yewang's profound inner strength, he felt dizzy and a wave of nausea washed over him. Suddenly, he felt a tight grip on his wrist as Yun Changkong seized his pulse.

Yun Changkong spun around and swung his arm, sending Yin Yewang flying in a long arc before he was slammed onto the floor with a thud.

These few exchanges took only a few breaths, yet they were swift and lightning-fast, leaving the onlookers breathless and mesmerized.

Peng Yingyu couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and heroes have emerged from among the young since ancient times! However, at such a young age, Yun Changkong's martial arts skills and strength are not only first-rate in the martial arts world, but also unmatched by anyone of his age throughout history!"

I wonder what kind of person could raise such a freak.

Just then, Yun Changkong's arm trembled, as if pushing and resisting, stretching and tearing. Everyone heard a series of "crack" sounds, like tearing silk.

Yin Yewang's left sleeve was torn to shreds, revealing his arm.

But from the arm to the shoulder, the skin and flesh were rolled up, and the white bones were clearly visible.

As Chang Kong's "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill" spread, Yin Yewang's left arm was reduced to a pile of broken bones, causing excruciating pain. He could only grit his teeth and groan, unable to even move his body.

At the same time, a black object shot out from Yin Yewang's palm and rolled to the ground.

"Danglanglang..."

Peng Yingyu sighed deeply, "When will this cycle of revenge end!"

"Seven-Star Nails!" Wang Xiaotian exclaimed in shock.

Everyone suddenly realized that Yin Yewang's attempt to use the "Seven Star Nails" technique had failed.

But the Sky Eagle Cult members only took a moment to realize what was happening, and roared angrily as they prepared to pounce!
Chang Kong shouted, "Anyone who dares to step forward, I'll stomp their head off!" He then stomped his foot on Yin Yewang's head.

Everyone was so frightened that they stepped back, and Yun Changkong stopped stepping on him.

Just then, the sound of footsteps could be heard, and twenty or thirty more people surged up from the rooftop, each carrying a crossbow and a bow and arrow. The arrowheads emitted a dark blue light, indicating that they were poisoned.

Yun Changkong chuckled, stepped on Yin Yewang's back, and said, "I don't believe you dare to fire arrows. Instead of standing here with this piece of junk pointing at me, you should hurry up and report to the White-browed Eagle King. Whether he wants to see his son one last time or seek revenge, he'd better come quickly!"

His words were sarcastic, but the disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect also felt that this was the case. With the young leader at his feet, how could they dare to fire arrows?
Several Sky Eagle Cult members quickly went downstairs.

Wang Xiaotian looked downstairs and saw that more and more members of the Sky Eagle Cult were arriving, and they were carrying such deadly weapons. He couldn't help but feel afraid. He then looked at Yun Changkong and saw that he was calm. He admired him and thought to himself, "He is no ordinary person and does not follow the usual path."

Wang Xiaotian clapped his hands and said, "Everyone says that Hall Master Yin's martial arts are superior to Sect Leader Yin's, but it turns out that he gained his reputation through such despicable and underhanded means as the nail-clamping technique. Now he's using poisoned arrows to surround the building. Alas, the Sky Eagle Sect, which once dominated Jiangnan. What can one say about this?"

Yun Changkong sneered twice: "There's nothing I can do. Hall Master Yin thinks highly of me and is using the same methods he used on Yu Sanxia to punish me. I guess I'm honored!"

Yin Yewang's eyes widened, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably. He had ambushed Yu Daiyan in the dead of night on the river, so he wasn't afraid of being discovered. Today, he had resorted to this desperate measure because Yun Changkong's martial arts were too powerful. Now that he had failed, he didn't bother to explain. Enduring the excruciating pain, he shouted, "So you're from Shaolin Temple?"

Yun Changkong remained noncommittal.

Yin Yewang coldly said, "Shaolin Temple's internal martial arts are unparalleled in the world, as everyone knows. Otherwise, how could you, at your age, be my opponent? Yin Yewang's defeat at the hands of a Shaolin disciple is not unjust! Kill me!"

"Kill you?" Yun Changkong smiled slightly: "You're dreaming." He bent down, picked up the "Seven Star Nail," and saw that there were seven barbs at the bottom of the small nail.

Chang Kong glanced at Yin Yewang and said coldly, "You use this thing to harm others, but have you ever hurt yourself with it? What does it feel like? Today you are in luck. Not only will you experience unparalleled skills, but you will also experience the Murong clan of Jiangnan using their own methods against them. No one in history has ever received such treatment. You, Yin Yewang, have gained enough prestige!"

As he spoke, he pressed the Seven Star Nail toward Yin Yewang's hand.

"No!" Yin Wufu shouted, "Young Master Yun, we were wrong! We did as you instructed! Please release our young master!"

Yin Wulu shouted, "You surnamed Yun, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated! You can win the fight, but what kind of hero tortures people?"

Yun Changkong glanced sideways and shouted, "You bunch of bandits and outlaws, do you even deserve to be called scholars? You old bastard, kneel down before you speak!"

Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu trembled. Though their faces showed rage, they gritted their teeth and roared, "Fine! We'll kneel!"

With a thud, the two of them actually knelt on the ground.

Yun Changkong looked at the "Seven Star Nails" in his hand again and again, and fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)