Jun Mohuang beat Lin Hao like this, just wait for the Yao family's endless revenge until death!
Now that she has calmed down, she will definitely realize this, and there is no way she would bother messing with the people in Zhiyun Pavilion.
It was bad enough to offend the Yao family, she would not make another enemy for herself.
But Zhiming was wrong. Jun Mohuang was not an ordinary person at all.
"What do you mean, this coffin is prepared for me?"
Jun Mohuang had just finished bandaging the wounds of Wu Qianyong and Shi Feng. When he heard this, he raised his delicate little face and stared straight at Zhiming with eyes like cold stars.
"I… "
When Zhi Ming came into contact with her sharp-edged eyes, all the hairs on his body stood up, his back felt cold, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason.
"Boss, this group of people from Zhiyun Pavilion not only beat us just now, but this person also brought the people from Zhiyun Pavilion to scold you, calling you a fool, as stupid as a pig!"
After Feng Yunqi took the potion, he regained his energy and immediately complained to Jun Mohuang.
"The people in Zhiyun Pavilion are very nice."
Jun Mohuang's red lips curled slightly, and her eyes passed over the people in Zhiyun Pavilion and the coffin.
Finally, her eyes fell on Zhiming. She remembered that when she entered the ten-layer lotus realm five days ago, he was the most unpleasant person among the people in Zhiyun Pavilion.
"Jun Mohuang... You also know that we are from Zhiyun Pavilion. If you know what we are like, don't touch us, otherwise..."
The people in Zhiyun Pavilion were so frightened by her that they involuntarily took a step back, but Zhiming was still holding on.
But before he finished speaking, there was a "boom" sound, and Zhiming spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
His head hit a rock, and he was immediately bruised and bleeding.
Jun Mohuang's figure was no longer where he was and had already rushed into the group of people.
Spiritual energy blade, punching, kicking, constantly switching.
There were constant screams, but within a few minutes, the people in Zhiyun Pavilion were beaten by her one after another until they vomited blood.
"Jun Mohuang... you... how could you do this! They all prepared this coffin for your own good and out of good intentions!"
Su Zhiyu saw that everyone in Zhiyun Pavilion had been seriously injured by her. They fell to the ground and vomited blood. She turned pale with fear and took several steps back.
These dozen or so people are all strong men at the first level of the Spirit Casting Realm.
When did Jun Mohuang become so powerful? He beat these people down in three minutes.
When Jun Mohuang beat Zhang Qiang away in the trading center, she could barely accept it, but ten days later, she actually beat a bunch of people away easily!
How did Su Zhiyu know that Jun Mohuang was already at the second level of the Spirit Casting Realm, and at the first level of Body Tempering, and his body was several times stronger than those of the same level.
Isn't it easy to deal with these dozen or so first-level soul-casting realms
"Shut up!"
Su Zhiyu's response was a slap from Jun Mohuang from the distance.
"Out of good intentions, it's so good, so good. Now that the coffin is ready, we must not waste it!"
Jun Mohuang sneered and walked to Zhiming in a few steps.
"Jun Mohuang, you... you actually dare to attack people from Zhiyun Pavilion, dare to attack Miss Zhiyu, Miss Zhiyun will never let you go!"
When Zhiming saw her approaching, her body lying on the ground couldn't help but step back.
But he leaned against a rock and had no way to retreat.
Jun Mohuang raised his hand, and a long sword appeared out of thin air.
Everyone felt a flash of dazzling cold light, and before Zhiming even had time to scream, his head was already separated from his body.
Hmm... Mo Huang killed someone, wouldn't it be too bloody and violent
(End of chapter)