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

Chapter 8 Not one will be spared

Yun Changkong, though young, was shrewd and knew that even he and his father were no match for Yin Wushou. So he took advantage of Yin Wushou's arrogance and pretended to want to live, thus lowering Yin Wushou's guard.

She was afraid that if she took the initiative to get close to him, it would arouse his suspicion and cause complications. That's why she provoked him to get angry by mentioning Yin Susu's matter, so that he would take the initiative to attack her.

Yun Changkong saw through Yin Wushou's servant persona, realizing that Yin was actually quite arrogant and would never intend to kill him, especially since he had his father's help.

Besides, this is the only option we have, since we're simply outmatched.

To be on the safe side, he even allowed Yin Wushou to capture him, seeking to maximize the chances of a successful strike.

Because this wasn't a fair fight, if one move didn't work, there was still a chance to use a second move. He had no choice but to risk his life and gamble everything.

If Yun Changkong had seized the opportunity, he would have made a swift and decisive move, eventually riding on Yin Wushou's neck. The move he used was the "Bitter Sea Turns Back" from the Shaolin Arhat Fist.

The intention is to press down on the enemy's head with the left hand and support the enemy's jaw with the right hand, twisting the head and neck. This can break the head and neck, or dislocate the joints. It is an extremely powerful killing move.

Yun Changkong knew that now was not the time to kill, so he twisted Yin Wushou until he was dizzy and breathless.

The Sky Eagle Cult members that Yin Wushou brought were originally sent by Yin Tianzheng to Wudang Mountain to deliver gifts to Zhang Cuishan and his wife. Yin Tianzheng wanted to show off his power in front of his in-laws, so each of them was a top-notch fighter. When they saw Yin Wushou being attacked suddenly, after being shocked, they flashed their weapons and were about to pounce on him.

A figure flashed by, and Yunhe drew his sword to protect Yun Changkong.

Yun Changkong shouted, "Anyone who dares to step forward, I'll gouge out their eyes first, then beat them until they're an idiot."

He placed the index and middle fingers of his left hand over Yin Wushou's eyes, and his right hand on the "Yuzhen" acupoint at the back of his head.

The Sky Eagle Cult members immediately stopped. They knew Yin Wushou's identity; he was different from an ordinary servant.

Yin Wushou knew even more clearly that his eyeballs were fragile, and the "Jade Pillow Acupoint" was a vital point. If Yun Changkong's internal force could kill him, that would be better. But he was afraid that Yun Changkong's power was not enough and that he would be turned into an idiot. Just thinking about his stupid appearance with a crooked mouth and drool was ten times more painful than death!
Even with his fierce personality, his face turned pale and red in turns. Yunhe immediately stepped forward and pressed several acupoints on Yin Wushou's chest. With a swift movement, he also released the acupoints of several disciples and bodyguards.

"At such a young age, you are so cunning. You are truly remarkable."

Yin Wushou's acupoints were sealed, rendering his limbs immobile, but his facial features remained mobile. He gritted his teeth, filled with extreme hatred.

It should be known that the Eagle Sect has three inner halls and five outer altars. The hall masters and altar masters are all martial arts experts. Although Yin Wushou and others are servants, their martial arts skills are among the best in the sect, and their ruthlessness is no less than that of first-class experts.

Given Yin Susu's proud personality and great power in the past, she was extremely polite to Yin Wushou and others, and dared not treat them as servants.

Although Yunhe and the others were not top figures in the martial arts world, they all possessed unique skills. The person they were looking for, Tan Ruilai, the "Divine Spear Shakes All Directions" of Kaifeng Prefecture, was renowned and had been famous for forty years, but he had once been defeated by Yin Wushou.

Given Yin Wushou's high level of martial arts and great reputation, it was still incredibly humiliating for him to be ridden on by a child not even eleven years old. Even if the other party cheated and launched a sneak attack, it was still a great disgrace.
Yun Changkong chuckled and said, "You flatter me. Compared to Yin Susu and Yin Yewang, who were able to ambush masters like the Three Heroes of Wudang, I am far from being a match for them!"

After saying that, a thought suddenly came to mind: "Yes, Yin Susu and Yin Yewang teased Yu Daiyan into talking, and Yin Susu secretly put out 'mosquito needles'. When Yin Yewang and Yu Daiyan clashed palms, they secretly hid 'seven-star nails' in their palms. Such despicable and shameless methods are the kind of things that lowlifes like Yue Buqun and Peng Lianhu would do."

They were both scorned and condemned, but why didn't I scorn Yin Susu and Yin Yewang for this before?
Yes, because I'm just like them, willing to do anything to achieve my goals. I'm still in the thick of it all, not from Zhang Wuji's perspective. They're not my mother or my uncles. Without the protagonist's filter, I can realize this!

It seems that human emotions are truly mundane, often swayed by one's stance!

Lao Tzu might very well possess the demonic attributes of someone who can't distinguish right from wrong and believes in the survival of the fittest!

"Boy, release Steward Yin!"

Several Skyhawk followers shouted.

Yun Changkong shouted, "What are you yelling about? If you keep shouting, I'll gouge out Yin Wushou's eyes!" He then suddenly shoved his eyelids open.

Yin Wushou's eyes stung with pain, and as he blinked, two streams of tears involuntarily flowed down his cheeks. This wasn't intentional; it was due to the injury to his eyes, and he couldn't help it. Yet, it filled him with shame and indignation, and he shouted, "Don't worry about me! Kill everyone in the escort agency!"

The Sky Eagle Cult members looked at each other; they did not drop their weapons, nor did they dare to step forward.

Yun Changkong was unusually alert. Fearing there might be others outside, he probed, "Old Master Yin, your name wasn't very auspicious to begin with. Since you're already short-lived, it's a classic case of a short-lived ghost. You only brought eight men, yet you thought you could show off at my Jinyang Escort Agency. You deserve this fate. What kind of airs were you putting on?" Yin Wushou laughed loudly, his laughter tinged with sorrow. After a few laughs, his eyes widened, and he shouted sharply, "Yun He, I gave you this opportunity because I thought you were a man, but you put on a show with your bastard son, letting me suffer a humiliating defeat. Otherwise, I could have wiped out your entire family of scoundrels by myself. Why would I need eight men?"

Yin Wushou was filled with regret and anger. His lifelong reputation was ruined, and he felt that there was no greater humiliation in his life. He couldn't help but curse, which greatly disgraced his status as a martial arts master.

Yin Wushou and Yunhe had met in Xiangyang and knew his martial arts skills inside and out. Now that the opponent had lost an arm, they naturally didn't take him seriously. As for a little child who only reached his waist, they didn't care at all.

After all, the idea that dragons beget dragons and phoenixes beget phoenixes is a common belief.

In fact, Yin Wushou's thinking was not wrong. If they fought fairly, even if Yun Changkong had the "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill", he only knew one lineage of Qi circulation and his skill was not yet up to par. How could he compare to Yin Wushou's decades of experience?

Yin Wushou was unaware that Changkong, this child, possessed the soul of an adult. In terms of cunning, he was even more treacherous than Yin Susu and Yin Yewang. Furthermore, given that Yunhe had just been scolding his son, Yin Wushou naturally assumed that this was a scheme devised by Yunhe and launched into a tirade of abuse.

Yun Changkong, observing the expressions and demeanor, had already gleaned crucial information. He thought to himself, "That old bastard has lost control of his emotions and isn't calling out. Clearly, he only brought eight men. So, do you think I, his cheap father, along with my senior brothers, can't handle these guys?"

But then I thought, "What if I really can't win? Hmm, I have the upper hand now, so I should play it safe and not ruin my good hand."

He had a thought in his mind, and chuckled, "You're getting old, and your mouth has become foul!" With his left hand, he slapped Yin Wushou across the face.

Yunhe looked at his son and thought to himself, "This kid is still worrying about these things at a time like this!"

Yin Wushou never expected Yun Changkong to dare hit him. Stars flashed before his eyes, and he felt a burning pain in his left cheek. With a thud, he spat out a few teeth and cursed, "You bastard, how dare you…"

"What the hell wouldn't I dare to do?" Yun Changkong slapped Yin Wushou across the face again, making him bleed from his mouth and nose. He sneered, "Let alone you, my servant, even if I were to ride roughshod over Yin Tianzheng, he'd still have to learn to speak properly to me!"

Yun Changkong had just been all smiles and acted all humble and subservient. This was a clever tactic, a surprise attack, a superior military strategy. So he didn't really care. But he was in the upper hand now, and the other party had called him a bastard. How could he tolerate that?
Moreover, if Yin Wushou had any backup plan after being slapped, he would definitely shout it out.

As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated!

Yin Wushou's cheeks were swollen from the slaps, and blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. He was filled with rage: "You brat!" he gritted his teeth: "You think everything's fine now? I'm not your spineless father!"

Yin Wulu and his two brothers, as notorious gangsters, were rescued by Yin Tianzheng because they refused to yield even when surrounded by numerous experts, and even after being captured, they did not submit.

Little did he know that Yun Changkong didn't want him to submit, but rather to extract useful information so he could formulate his next move.

To put it simply, if there are still people left in your Sky Eagle Cult, I'll capture you, leaving room for a turnaround, to buy myself a chance to escape.
If it's just these few, he'll have to find a way to take them down!
"Good man!" Yun Changkong sighed and shook his head gently. "If a person is not afraid of death, why threaten them with death? Now that things have come to this, this is the only way." He slowly got off Yin Wushou, turned to the side, tugged at Yun He's sleeve with his left hand, made a beheading gesture, and said with a grin, "Old Master Yin, my opinion remains unchanged. We are all on the same side. It's better to resolve conflicts than to make them fester. Can't we really have a proper talk?"

Yunhe was somewhat confused. What did this mean? Did they want to negotiate, or did they want to kill someone?
Little did he know that Yun Changkong was afraid that his father and these bodyguards were too useless and couldn't defeat the Sky Eagle Cult members. His idea was that he would attract attention so that Yun He could ambush and kill them. The more people he could kill, the better his chances of winning would be.

Yun Changkong didn't feel ashamed of his actions. He had already done something despicable—joining a fight when he couldn't win—so this was even more unacceptable.

However, Yunhe was an upright person and couldn't keep up with Changkong's train of thought. He was still wondering what this meant.

Yin Wushou was burning with hatred and unwilling to show weakness. He opened his mouth and laughed loudly, "You little beast, you've miscalculated. Do you think that by capturing me, your Yun family can escape this calamity? Just wait and see if there will be a place for your Yun family in this vast world after today!" After saying that, he closed his eyes.

Yun Changkong sneered inwardly, "Old man, let's see how you die!" He said, "Since there's nothing to talk about, then let's not talk about it!" He glanced at his father, smirked, and kicked Yin Wushou in the stomach.

Yin Wushou's face turned red and then purple. He opened and closed his lips twice, and with a "poof," he spat out a spurt of blood.

The crowd gasped in shock: "You dare, kid!"

Everyone thought that Yun Changkong arrested people for negotiation, but no one expected him to be so decisive. This kick showed his ruthlessness!
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was drawn to this scene, Yunhe realized that if they stopped talking, it meant they would kill someone. With a flash of green light, his long sword was thrust forward. With a scream, a member of the Sky Eagle Cult clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

Yunhe drew his longsword and pounced on the Sky Eagle Cult members like a hungry tiger seizing a sheep.

As Yin Wushou was kicked in the abdomen and was in excruciating pain, he saw Yun Changkong leap three feet and shout at the bodyguards, "What are you waiting for? Don't let a single one of them escape!"

(End of this chapter)