Chapter 48 Jun Wanjie Takes Action, Linglong Is Injured, and the Consequences Are Unpleasant

"Hmm?"

Jun Linglong frowned slightly and looked at him with her beautiful eyes.

She was a noble lady of the Jun family after all. Although her fame was not as great as Jun Xiaoyao and the top ten, she was still well-known.

There were not many people who dared to target her.

The young figure covered in black mist was the follower of Jun Wanjie, the Black Cloud Tribe's genius, Heitu.

"Are you... from the Black Cloud Tribe?" Jun Linglong frowned.

She had a seven-orifice exquisite mind and was well-informed. She recognized Heitu as a member of the Black Cloud Tribe at a glance.

However, she did not know that Heitu was a follower of Jun Wanjie.

After all, Jun Linglong did not pay attention to Jun Wanjie.

"I want this Qingxin Tea. Do you have any objection?" Heitu looked at Jun Linglong with a provocative look.

Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes sparkled.

She also saw that this was not accidental.

It was the Black Cloud Tribe's genius who took the initiative to provoke and find fault.

"Do you know my identity?" Jun Linglong said lightly, showing her noble and cold arrogance.

Only in front of Jun Xiaoyao, she is an obedient and considerate maid.

In front of anyone else, she is the noble lady of the Jun family.

"I am also a follower of Lord Wanjie, how could I not know the name of Lady Linglong?" Heitu curled his lips indifferently and smiled.

"So that's it." Jun Linglong understood instantly after hearing this.

No wonder this proud man of the Black Cloud Clan is so fearless and even dares to provoke her.

It turns out that the fifth sequence, Jun Wanjie, is standing behind her.

It seems that Heitu does not need to be afraid of her.

"This tea is what Lord Shenzi wants, how dare you obstruct it?" Jun Linglong said in a cold tone.

"Sorry, my master also wants to drink tea, and don't use the Son of God as a shield, my master is not inferior to him!" Heitu said coldly.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly fell on Heitu from a distance.

At the same time, there was a cold rebuke: "Where did you come from, you blind thing? Let me teach you a lesson for Jun Wanjie!"

Feeling the fluctuation of the sword light, Heitu's face suddenly changed.

His body suddenly gasified and turned into a ball of black mist.

The sword light pierced through the black mist and landed on the ground behind.

Heitu turned and condensed again, but his face was pale.

It is his racial talent of the Black Cloud Clan to gasify into mist.

But every time he uses it, it consumes a lot of mana.

Not far away, a figure holding a sword in his arms appeared. It was the tenth sequence, Jun Zhangjian.

He wanted to become a follower of Jun Xiaoyao before, but was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao.

It is indeed inappropriate for a sequence to become a follower.

Although he was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhangjian has already had the awareness of a follower.

It's just that he doesn't have this title.

"Tenth sequence, Jun Zhangjian, why are you..." Heitu's face was pale, and fear appeared in his eyes.

If it was just Jun Linglong, he would not be afraid.

Although Jun Linglong was a noble lady, she had not yet reached the top ten sequence level.

And this Jun Zhangjian was a genuine sequence.

Although his status and strength were not as good as his master Jun Wanjie.

But the sequence was the sequence, and it could not be insulted!

Heitu was also full of doubts. Why did Jun Zhangjian feel like a follower of Jun Xiaoyao?

"Who gave you the courage to provoke the people around the Son of God? Was it Jun Wanjie?" Jun Zhangjian scolded coldly.

Heitu's face turned pale.

Facing Jun Zhangjian, he was still a little scared.

And at this moment.

A cold voice sounded in the distance.

"Jun Zhangjian, you are also one of the sequences, but you are willing to become a follower of Jun Xiaoyao. What charm does he have that makes you all willing to submit to him?"

When he heard this voice, Jun Zhangjian's face changed slightly.

This was Jun Wanjie's voice.

As expected.

A figure wrapped in lightning and divine light came from the sky. It was Jun Wanjie.

His black hair fluttered, his eyes burst with three-foot lightning, and lightning runes appeared all over his body, like a thunder god.

"Is that... Jun Wanjie, the fifth sequence of the Jun family?"

"What's going on? Is there going to be a conflict?"

"It seems that Jun Zhangjian, the tenth sequence of the Jun family, and Linglong Noble Lady are over there."

"The secret treasure of Yuantian Supreme has not been opened yet, is the Jun family going to fight internally?"

Many eyes were attracted.

"Jun Wanjie, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Jun Wanjie's explosive breath, Jun Zhangjian frowned.

Jun Wanjie's temper is notoriously perverse and domineering.

Not to mention outsiders, even Jun family members, he has taught a lot of lessons.

"You are a dignified Jun family sequence, but you have become a follower. If you are really willing to do this, then you should get rid of your sequence identity as soon as possible!"

After Jun Wanjie said this, he took action directly.

When he raised his hand, thunder divine light appeared.

He practiced the Supreme Law, the Heavenly Tribulation Art, and awakened the Thunder Tribulation Battle Body.

Among the three thousand physiques, he ranked in the top three hundred.

Moreover, this Thunder Tribulation Battle Body has a strong attack and amazing lethality, far exceeding Ye Xingyun's Star King Body.

Rumble!

Jun Wanjie pushed out his palm, and the rolling thunder seemed to turn into a torrent, crashing down on Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong.

"Not good!"

Jun Zhangjian hurriedly drew his sword, and the dazzling sword light spread out.

Jun Linglong also attacked.

However, even if the two of them attacked at the same time, it was difficult to block Jun Wanjie's moves.

With a loud bang, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong were both shocked and stepped back one after another.

Jun Zhangjian was fine, after all, he was in the tenth sequence. Although he was not as good as Jun Wanjie, the gap was not too big.

Jun Linglong, on the other hand, was slightly weaker in cultivation. She retreated dozens of steps, her flawless white face was slightly pale, and there was a faint stain of blood at the corner of her lips.

Jun Wanjie glanced at her and said indifferently: "Today is a warning. Tell Jun Xiaoyao to be more low-key in the future."

After that, Jun Wanjie turned and left.

In any case, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong were both members of the Jun family. Just teach them a lesson and suppress Jun Xiaoyao's arrogance.

Jun Wanjie didn't think of really injuring them.

"Your strength is really the best in the world!"

Seeing Jun Wanjie raise his hand and repel Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong, Heitu's eyes showed a deep admiration.

He turned to look at Jun Linglong, with a playful smile on his face: "Tell your master that my master is the pillar and hope of the young generation of the Jun family!"

After that, Heitu also left with Jun Wanjie.

At this time, Jun Linglong spit out a small mouthful of blood again.

"You are seriously injured." Jun Zhangjian said, with a helpless tone.

Compared to Jun Wanjie, he is indeed inferior.

"It's okay, I still have to buy tea for the young master." Jun Linglong has not forgotten her own affairs and bought Qingxin Tea for Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Zhangjian sighed slightly when he saw it.

At this time, she was still thinking about Jun Xiaoyao's affairs.

But Jun Zhangjian also knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not a man who would swallow his anger.

If he offended the people around him, Jun Wanjie would probably have a hard time.