Please Slay The Demon! Young Master!

This young man is naturally Lin Bei.

He was originally waiting for the performance to begin in the halfway house on the mountain. When he saw Chu Liang and Young Marquis landing on the stage, this scene was beyond his imagination.

Who would have thought that Chu Liang was brought here by him to watch the excitement, and how did he end up in the center of the stage?

Hearing that Chu Liang forced Xia An to confess, Lin Bei also guessed the development of the situation. He was about to step forward to help, but he saw Lord Ding Shan surrounding Chu Liang with his men, and the situation became serious.

Lin Bei hesitated, realizing that it would be meaningless for him to step forward. It would be better to observe the situation with a useful body and report back to the mountain at a critical moment.

But in just a moment, the situation had already taken a turn for the worse. Lord Ding Shan seemed to disregard the hostages and was about to make a move against Chu Liang. If they didn't stop him soon, a battle was likely to break out.

It's time for me to make an appearance!

Lin Bei couldn't just watch Chu Liang die. With a leap, he flew to the center of the stage, asking Lord Ding Shan to give him face and not act rashly.

But in return, he received a command to roll.

Lord Ding Shan's command was not just a simple rebuke, but also contained his cultivation. His voice was like thunder, resounding through the ears. Lin Bei, who was scolded with the word "roll," immediately somersaulted and fell from the stage, flying ten zhang away before stopping.

He struggled to get up, shouting, "We are all disciples of Shu Mountain. Lord Ding Shan, do you dare to kill Shu Mountain disciples?"

"Hmph." Lord Ding Shan snorted coldly, knowing that all eyes were on him. He had to make a decisive move and said, "Shu Mountain disciples plotting against the royal family, not only will I kill you, but I will also personally go to Shu Mountain to seek justice!"

With his cultivation, every word he spoke was like thunder. In the eyes of the people around, Lin Bei, who was scolded face to face, tumbled several times and fell to the ground as if a mountain was pressing on his chest, unable to struggle.

"Lord Ding Shan!" Chu Liang saw the situation and had to speak up. "Let my fellow disciples leave, this matter has nothing to do with him. If you let him go, I will let Young Marquis go."

"Oh?" Lord Ding Shan sneered, seeming to have discovered Chu Liang's weakness. "If you don't want me to kill him, I can consider it."

His gaze turned cold. "You fabricated charges, deceived the public, and intended to harm the royal family. Do you plead guilty?"

The pressure from the strong was constantly crushing Chu Liang, making his will and body bear great pressure. He was on the verge of collapse, especially after being seriously injured earlier. Under such pressure, his wounds burst open again, and fresh blood slowly flowed out.

"Huh..."

Chu Liang struggled to breathe, forcing himself to not surrender immediately, but to continue to hold his head high.

"The principles of heaven are clear, there will be justice. Do you think that killing me can erase the crimes of Lord Ding Shan's mansion? Can you silence a mouth? Can you block the eyes of countless people?!"

Chu Liang spoke with determination, at the same time raising his left arm and pointing to the crowd below.

Lord Ding Shan felt the gaze of countless eyes and suddenly felt a little frightened. For the first time, he felt the power of human eyes.

But he had cultivated for many years, how could he be shaken by a few words from Chu Liang?

"Yes, justice lies in the hearts of the people, and the court will have its own judgment afterwards. But today, I must first capture this ignorant thief! If you don't let go of my son, I will kill you on the spot!"

Lord Ding Shan shouted again, no longer planning to delay. He raised his hand and was about to kill Lin Bei!

Lin Bei suddenly panicked and immediately begged for mercy, "Hey! You can't do this! Do you have to kill your father to protect your son?"

Chu Liang looked deeply at Lord Ding Shan.

Then, he gently put down his sword.

With a clang, the long sword fell to the ground, and Chu Liang slumped down. In fact, his heavily injured body had long lost any strength. At this moment, when his spirit relaxed, he immediately collapsed.

"Kill."

Seeing this, Lord Ding Shan immediately showed no mercy and coldly uttered the word "kill".

The guards were like wolves and tigers, and the pressure from the strong was overwhelming. Chu Liang, who couldn't even lift his arms, seemed to have no choice but to wait for death.

But he had a smile on his face.

Lord Ding Shan looked at the smile on this young man's face and felt an indescribable disgust. For some reason, even though he didn't say a word, it seemed to be filled with strong sarcasm.

It was really annoying.

"Stop!"

Just as Chu Liang was about to be surrounded and killed, a sudden shout came.

Lord Ding Shan was displeased and turned to look.

He saw a woman in a red and black robe landing on the stage. She was tall, even taller than himself, with her hair tied up and a strand of hair floating on each side of her cheeks. Her face was beautiful, and her chest was magnificent, supporting a prominent jade. Her waist was high, and her slender waist and long legs were particularly eye-catching.

The expression on this woman's face was completely different from the tense atmosphere in the field. She looked lazy, indifferent, and a little impatient, walking slowly.

This was the second time someone had stopped them from fighting. Lord Ding Shan was filled with anger, and no matter who tried to stop him, he had to kill the Shu Mountain disciple today, otherwise this matter would be completely out of control.

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So when he saw this woman whose origins were unknown, he thought she was just like Lin Bei, here to cause trouble. He immediately shouted again, "Get lost!"

Thud.

The answer to him was a muffled sound, like the sound of a rotten watermelon smashing on the ground.

But he probably couldn't hear it anymore.

However, the other guards on the stage heard it, Chu Liang heard it, Lin Bei heard it, and the countless audience below heard it...

So they were all stunned.

Because they all saw with their own eyes that the woman lazily walked up to Lord Ding Shan, raised her fist, and punched him.

She punched Lord Ding Shan in the face.

To be more accurate, before this punch landed, Lord Ding Shan still had a face... but after this punch landed, Lord Ding Shan no longer had a face... literally.

Not just his face.In the instant the woman's fist swung out, it was enveloped in a layer of crimson-gold flames. The fiery punch landed, and with a soft muffled sound, Lord Ding Shan's entire head disappeared!

It wasn't blown apart; upon closer inspection, it seemed that everything the layer of flames touched had been burned and evaporated into nothingness, leaving nothing behind.

At the spot, only a headless body remained, with everything below the chest intact. The cut was quite smooth, and the area above the chest was completely empty.

The strangest thing was that Lord Ding Shan was by no means a weakling. Yet, he just watched the woman approach and strike without any attempt to dodge. The whole scene looked extremely bizarre.

"Phew."

The woman withdrew her flame-wrapped fist and shook it, dispersing the crimson-gold flames. She then blew a gentle breath, scattering the remaining wisp of green smoke.

Her expression was incredibly calm, as if she had just done a trivial little thing.

Only then did she turn her head back, shrugging her shoulders at Chu Liang who had collapsed on the ground. Her expression showed a hint of confusion as she pointed at the headless body behind her and asked:

"Who is this guy? He's so rude!"