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Tang Tiantian used her body to shield Li Xiaoyao from the crowd, causing everyone to be slightly surprised.

They had always thought that this pretty boy was just kept by Tang Tiantian for fun, but they never expected Tang Tiantian to value him so much that she would risk offending so many powerful people for his sake.

Zhu Xiaoyue was puzzled in her heart. She knew Tang Tiantian better than anyone else and was aware that her sister's heart only harbored love for Li Xiaoyao. However, the scene before her was incomprehensible.

What exactly was the relationship between this man and Tang Tiantian?

"Tang Tiantian, don't think that just because you have a Li Xiaoyao behind you, we really don't dare to touch you," a cultivator snorted coldly.

"You offend us for a pretty boy, aren't you afraid Li Xiaoyao would find out? As far as I know, Li Xiaoyao is not a kind person. If he were to learn that his woman is protecting a pretty boy like this, he would probably kill you outright."

Everyone sneered in their hearts at such an indecent woman.

Li Xiaoyao paid no attention to those people. The cultivators and martial artists here had a cultivation level at most in the Spirit Cultivation Realm. And those who were willing to act for a Third Grade pill medicine had their cultivation levels at their highest in the Abstinence Realm. To a cultivator of Li Xiaoyao's caliber, such individuals could be killed with a flick of his fingers.

"Today, many people will die, starting with you," he said indifferently. As everyone watched in shock, Li Xiaoyao lifted his foot and stomped on the man's neck.

"Crack!"

Liu Xiang's neck bones all shattered, his eyes bulging out as his life rapidly fled from him.

"He killed Liu Xiang!"

"Audacious, he dares to kill someone here!"

"Kill him, avenge our friend Liu Xiang!"

A chorus of shouts for revenge rose to the sky, as everyone was enraged by Li Xiaoyao's arrogant and wild behavior.

Tang Tiantian's face turned pale. Although she was a cultivator herself by now, her cultivation level was almost negligible compared to these powerful cultivators.

A cultivator stepped forward, glaring at Tang Tiantian: "If you don't step aside, don't blame us for being impolite."

Tang Tiantian still stood firmly in front of Li Xiaoyao, teeth clenched.

"I never strike women, but if you continue to be so stubborn, don't blame us for being impolite!"

As the man finished speaking, he raised his hand to strike at Tang Tiantian, and the strong gust of wind caused a whooshing sound in the banquet hall.

Zhu Xiaoyue saw this, her expression changing drastically as she turned and shouted towards an empty space: "Jiuyin!"

Jiuyin, as the bodyguard of the ladies, would not show himself if there was nothing of consequence. But if anyone threatened the safety of the ladies, he would immediately take action.

A black figure appeared like a ghost in front of Tang Tiantian. With a casual lift of his hand, he blocked the attack.

"Who are you?"

The man who had attacked earlier, upon seeing that his strike was casually blocked by this sudden appearance, couldn't help but ask angrily.

Jiuyin's expression was indifferent. His slender figure and handsome face appeared extremely delicate and gentle, making it difficult to associate him with a powerful fighter.

"Who touches her dies!"

Those five simple words were cold and ruthless, filled with a murderous aura. Coupled with the powerful presence he had shown with his casual move, they warned others not to underestimate him.

"Hmph," the man scoffed. "Who do you think you are, some stray dog daring to block me?"

"Kill him!"

"First kill him, then that boy!"

About fifteen cultivators and martial artists of the Abstinence Realm surrounded Jiuyin, attacking him as they spoke.

Powerful attacks bombarded Jiuyin.

Yet, none of these assaults caused so much as a flicker of expression on Jiuyin's face.

Jiuyin's silhouette swayed, like a vicious wolf charging into a flock of sheep—every strike brought a man to the ground.

His attacks were extremely cruel, and those who clashed with him all spat blood and were sent flying.

In just over a dozen seconds, the crowd that had been arrogant and noisy lay on the ground, all grievously injured.

Those cultivators who hadn't made a move couldn't help but look at Jiuyin in astonishment.

"This man's cultivation level must have reached the Spirit Cultivation Realm."

"It's strange, I've never heard of such a powerful fighter."

"I know him, he's the bodyguard assigned by Xiaoyao Sect to protect Tang Tiantian. But I had never seen him take action, who knew he was this fierce."

Jiuyin paid no mind to the whispers of the crowd, as he stepped toward a man lying on the ground and vomiting blood, saying, "Since you insulted Miss Tang earlier, I'll cut off your tongue."

After speaking, Jiuyin stepped on the man's chest, who screamed in pain. With a flick of his finger, a sharp blade of air slashed across the man's mouth, instantly severing his tongue.

"You've gone too far!"

"You've already taught him a lesson, why cut off his tongue?"

The ruthless methods of Jiuyin infuriated the cultivators who had yet to act, and they rebuked him aloud.

"If you disagree, step up," Jiuyin said sparingly, but his words ignited towering rage.

"I want to see what gives you such confidence." The man's cultivation level had already reached the Spirit Cultivation Realm, and as he spoke, his attack shot toward Jiuyin like a sword drawn from its sheath.

Jiuyin did not resort to spells or martial arts techniques, opting instead to take the strike with his most ferocious stance.

His broad palm clenched into a fist, and he threw a punch into the air.

The charging man had not yet touched Jiuyin's body before he was blasted away by the punch.

This scene once again shocked everyone present.

Qin Qing and others watched these scenes unfold, almost like a fantasy movie, in disbelief, feeling their entire worldview collapsing.

One stomp shakes the earth, one punch sends a man over a hundred pounds flying—was this even human?

"The challenger, dead!"

Jiuyin showed no mercy to this man, who, after being blown away, was about to be killed by the pursuing stomp.

Just at this moment, a calm voice suddenly rang out.

"That's enough."

When Jiuyin heard this, the foot nearly stomping on the man's face stopped instantly, but the wind from the forceful stomp still distorted the man's facial skin.

In that instant, the man experienced the sensation of going from life to death and back to life. He also gained a new level of respect for Jiuyin's power and, given another chance, would decisively choose not to be Jiuyin's enemy.

Everyone turned to look at the person who had spoken. They were shocked to find that it was the pretty boy who had made Jiuyin hold back.

"This pretty boy really has a death wish. Who does he think he is? He's just a pretty boy who dares to boss around Xiaoyao Sect's bodyguard for Tang Tiantian."

"Do you think the bodyguard will kill the pretty boy?"

"Even if he doesn't kill him, at least he'll beat him into a severe injury."

"What are you thinking? With Tang Tiantian here, would she let the bodyguard harm her sweetheart?"

These people were corrupt and malicious.

Jiuyin withdrew his foot, walking slowly towards Li Xiaoyao. This made the crowd more convinced that Li Xiaoyao was as good as dead.

But as Jiuyin came within a meter of Li Xiaoyao, he suddenly stopped. Then, under the gaze of those reveling in his misfortune, he nodded slightly to Li Xiaoyao and said, "Yes, master."