Chapter 687 Mood for Death 2
Only when the person who really burst out of spiritual shock appeared, Jun Mohuang's lie would of course be self-defeating.
Jun Mohuang's lips twitched lightly, and he didn't speak.
She was right about this, yes, no, no.
Afterwards, with a soft "ding", a system message popped up in the black mysterious iron bracelet of every student in the Thousand Fantasy Academy.
System news: Congratulations to the students of Jun Mohuang, from the second stage of the forging spirit realm to the middle of the third stage of the spirit within one month, surpassing the speed of all the students in the history of the Thousand Fantasy Academy at this stage, boarding the honor roll, rewarding 3 million spiritual points .
Everyone present, including Su Zhiyun and Zhitong, couldn't help taking a breath when they saw the news.
Su Zhiyun's face was green, and her mood was the most complicated. Just now, she was still immersed in the joy of her fast practice, which is unmatched by the entire college at present and in the future.
As a result, the news gave her a blow.
Jun Mohuang is really a strong enemy, she looked down upon her before!
The other students all looked at Jun Mohuang with fiery eyes.
Su Zhiyun passed the middle stage, but also advanced within the same level.
Jun Mohuang directly broke through the first tier, and then advanced from the early stage to the middle stage.
The students of the Forge Spirit Realm all know that to break through the first level of the Forge Spirit Realm, there is an extra layer of spiritual platform in the sea of air, which is much more difficult than breaking through within the same level.
Compared with Jun Mohuang, who was on the honor roll, Su Zhiyun's achievement just now is not worth mentioning.
"This... how is this possible! No, this is impossible!"
Zhitong was in disbelief, rubbing his eyes twice, confirming that he did not look at the flowers, exclaimed, and then covered his mouth.
"Didn't you just say vowedly that I can't get promoted? Now that the facts prove you are wrong, then please fulfill your promise and cut off your tongue yourself."
Jun Mohuang's eyes were cold, and he quickly stepped forward and squeezed her hand, directly buckled the veins, blocking the flow of spiritual energy throughout Zhitong's body.
"Miss Zhiyun, save me!"
Zhitong was suddenly held by Jun Mohuang, unable to mobilize a trace of spiritual energy, and was shocked.
As long as Jun Mohuang tried hard, Zhitong had no doubt that she would immediately die here.
In panic, she couldn't figure out how, when Jun Mohuang first entered the Thousand Fantasy Academy, she was still the ant that she didn't even bother to look at.
It has only been more than three months, her strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and her life and death can already be controlled!
"Jun Mohuang, stop, don't you think you are too much!"
Su Zhiyun stepped forward, sending out a spirit energy attack, wanting to rescue Zhitong back.
Zhitong is hers. Although her mouth was a little dirty just now, Su Zhiyun would not watch Zhitong being cut off by Jun Mohuang.
Jun Mohuang was about to pinch the person sideways and hide, a purple light came out from the side, dispelling Su Zhiyun's energy.
Zi Shuilan was dressed in purple clothes, and walked quickly to stand beside Jun Mohuang.
"Mo Phoenix is too much? Just now this woman said she was going to cut her tongue. Could it be that Mo Phoenix forced her to say that?"
He first glanced at Su Zhiyun in disgust, and then naturally took Zhitong over.
With one hand, she squeezed her mandibular joint forcefully, and when her wrist turned, a sharp dagger appeared on Zi Shuilan's hand.
While Xueguang was shaking, the dagger was stuffed directly into Zhitong's mouth, making a circle.
A piercing scream penetrated everyone's eardrums.
A **** tongue flew out of Zhitong's mouth, bringing a string of blood on the floor.
After that, she was also pushed forward by Zi Shuilan and threw it back to Su Zhiyun.
(End of this chapter)