"Sharp-tongued!"

"court death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone rushed towards Jiang Deng and used their strongest methods.

Among them, the old man is the strongest, but Jiang Deng is not panicked at all.

Although she was unable to cultivate spiritual power after entering the Eight Gates World a few days ago, she has fully understood the method of physical cultivation, and can use it through this body to further enhance her strength.

"Ten thousand pounds of force!"

In an instant, Jiang Deng's strength increased several times, and he kicked the old man away with one kick.

"Jiang Deng, you, you wait!"

The old man looked at Jiang Deng's powerful strength and knew he couldn't afford to offend him, so he ran away decisively.

The remaining people, seeing how powerful Jiang Deng was, immediately became as obedient as quails, "...Devil girl, spare my life!"

They had already consumed a lot of strength in the battle with Bai Ziyi just now. Now the strongest old man had also run away. How could they still be a match for Jiang Deng?

"Mercy?"

Jiang Deng walked towards the crowd with a smile, "You have a nice dream, so I might as well give you a long and sweet dream."

She dealt with all the remaining people one by one.

She didn't want to dirty her hands by killing her second disciple, so it was a good idea to let these people do it for her.

Jiang Deng raised his head slightly and looked at Bai Ziyi's gradually cold body in the corner. He only took a glance and then immediately looked away.

Once upon a time, the second disciple was also a gentle young man in white. He seemed to have remained unchanged, yet it also seemed as if he had changed a long time ago...