The top female cultivator in the cultivation world, Jiang Deng, was imprisoned and killed by her seven disciples after rejecting their confessions of love. A thousand years later, she is reborn and...
"Master, hurry up and leave."
Bai Ziyi hurriedly urged, but when he turned around he only saw Jiang Deng's back.
Before he could speak, Jiang Deng turned around and jumped out of the window the moment he realized the crisis.
“…”
Bai Ziyi smiled bitterly, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.
It seemed like Master really didn't care about him anymore.
At the same time, the temple door was broken open, and a large group of people poured into the hall. They were all masters of the Hedao realm and the Mahayana realm, and there was even an old man in the Dujie realm leading them.
"Where's the female devil?"
Facing the fierce questioning of the crowd, Bai Ziyi was not afraid at all. He took out his own magic weapon, Zhaoyang Needle, in an instant.
A series of fine needles were suspended in the air, flashing with murderous intent.
Bai Ziyi swept away his usual gentle demeanor and said in a cold voice, "If you want to kill Master, you must first get past this Saint!"
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Jiang Deng didn't know what her second disciple was thinking, and of course she didn't care.
"Mother, please let me go! I want to save my father!"
Seeing that Bai Sitang, who was in his hand, was not behaving well, Jiang Deng simply knocked Bai Sitang unconscious with a palm, and then took him all the way to the back door of the Medical Saint's Mansion, wanting to leave quickly.
Before reaching the back door, a series of dark shadows flashed before his eyes, and then Jiang Deng was stopped by several Mahayana cultivators.
"I knew someone would run here, luckily we were prepared!"
The monks laughed triumphantly and said, "Devil girl, let's see where you can escape this time."
Jiang Deng recognized one of them as the cultivator from the Ancient Spirit Realm who had appeared at the banquet earlier. He couldn't help but frown, "It seems that Baili Chengfeng's sudden departure was also planned by you?"
The cultivator laughed and said, "Yes, who would have thought that the dignified Lord of Baili Territory could be so easily fooled? He's so easy to deceive."
Jiang Deng couldn't help but laugh, "It seems you are well prepared, but you seem to have missed a question."
"…What's the problem?"
"Are you a match for me? You are the ones who should be running away!"
As he spoke, Jiang Deng casually threw Bai Sitang aside, and then his aura changed drastically, and the powerful pressure of the Tribulation Realm came towards him.
Everyone's expression changed drastically. "You! Don't you have no spiritual power?"
"Yes," Jiang Deng smiled and said meaningfully, "This deity does not have spiritual power, but this does not mean that this deity has no strength. The real strength is to be strong within oneself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Deng punched the people opposite him!
Several stronger ones managed to escape, but the weakest cultivator was killed on the spot by Jiang Deng's attack.
"Dharma body, appear!"
"Red Flame Domain, appear!"
The remaining monks tried to use their Dharma bodies and domains to defeat Jiang Deng, but were shattered by Jiang Deng's punch.
Within a few breaths, these people were lying on the ground, breathless...
"call!"
Jiang Deng blew on his fist and said disdainfully, "How dare you, such a weakling, come and kill me?"
She turned her head to look in the direction of the palace and could clearly see various lights flashing above the palace, including the silver light emitted by her second disciple Zhaoyang Needle.
Under the attack of the crowd, the silver light became dimmer and dimmer.
Jiang Deng didn't consider going forward to save his second apprentice.
Since the second disciple dared to hide it from her and sent out invitations to so many people to attend the banquet, he must bear the consequences and stop thinking about asking her to clean up the mess.
When the silver light completely dimmed, Jiang Deng flew forward and headed towards the palace.
Although she didn't intend to take the second disciple's person, but the artifact was still very tempting...
Jiang Deng ran all the way to the main hall and looked through the open door. Sure enough, he saw that Bai Ziyi had fallen down, and the others were scrambling for the Zhaoyang Needle.
"I was the one who dealt the final blow to the Medical Saint. The artifact should be mine!"
"Bullshit! Divine weapons naturally belong to those who are capable. I am the most skilled doctor here, so the divine weapon should only be effective in my hands."
"Wait... aren't we here to kill the female devil and enforce justice? Why are we suddenly fighting over the artifact?"
"Shut up!"
…
Among them were people from several major medical clinics, and high-level monks who used to appear calm and composed, but were now fighting for the divine weapon.
It was obvious that they had been coveting the second apprentice's position for a long time. This time, they were just trying to seize the artifact under the pretext of killing Jiang Deng.
The trend of killing people to steal treasures in the world of immortal cultivation has really never changed...
The next moment, Jiang Deng also jumped out decisively. She said calmly, "Sorry to bother you all. I just want to say one thing: the artifact should be mine."
"What?"
Everyone who was scrambling turned their heads and looked at Jiang Deng.
“Master…”
When Bai Ziyi, who was dying in the corner, noticed Jiang Deng's sudden appearance, his eyes lit up.
But what made him uncomfortable was that Jiang Deng didn't even look at him, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all. In the end, Bai Ziyi could only close his eyes helplessly...
When everyone saw that it was Jiang Deng who appeared, they immediately felt confident.
The old man in the Tribulation Realm sneered and said, "Jiang Deng, you female devil! We haven't bothered to cause trouble for you yet, and you dare to cause trouble for us?"
"That's right! What makes you say the artifact is yours?"
Jiang Deng explained with a smile, "That's right. My disciple's divine weapon, after he dies, shouldn't it be inherited by me, his master?"
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