Chapter 48 Jun Wanjie Made A Move, Linglong Was Injured, And There Was No Good Fruit To Eat

Chapter 48 Jun Wanjie made a move, Linglong was injured, and there was no good fruit to eat

"Um?"

Jun Linglong frowned slightly, and looked around with her beautiful eyes.

After all, she is also a noble daughter of the Jun family. Although her reputation is not as great as Jun Xiaoyao and the top ten sequences, she is still quite famous.

People who dare to target her are rare.

This young figure shrouded in black mist is none other than Jun Wanjie's follower, the Heiyun tribe's arrogance, Heitu.

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

She has an exquisite heart, is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and immediately recognizes Heitu as a member of the Heiyun tribe.

But she didn't know that Heitu was Jun Wanjie's follower.

After all, Jun Linglong didn't pay attention to Jun Wanjie either.

"I want this refreshing tea, do you have any objections?" Heitu looked at Jun Linglong provocatively.

Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes shone brightly.

She also saw that it was not accidental.

It was this Heiyun Clan genius who took the initiative to provoke and find fault.

"Do you know my identity?" Jun Linglong said indifferently, showing nobility and arrogance.

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

In front of everyone else, she is a noble daughter of the Jun family.

"I'm also a follower of Lord Wanjie, how could I not know the name of Lady Linglong?" Heitu curled his lips indifferently and said with a smile.

"So that's how it is." Jun Linglong immediately understood when she heard the words.

No wonder the Heiyun Clan's genius is so confident that he even dared to provoke her.

It turned out that standing behind the fifth sequence, Jun Wanjie.

From this point of view, Heitu really doesn't need to be afraid of her.

"This tea is what Lord Shenzi wants, how dare you obstruct it?" Jun Linglong said indifferently.

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

At this moment, a Sword Ray suddenly fell towards the black soil from a distance.

At the same time, there was an indifferent scolding voice: "Where did you come from, let me teach you a lesson for Jun Wanjie!"

Feeling the fluctuation of the Sword Ray, Heitu's expression suddenly changed.

His figure suddenly gasified, turning into a cloud of black mist.

That Sword Ray pierced through the black mist and landed on the ground behind.

The black soil turned and condensed into shape again, but his face was pale.

Turned into mist, it is the talent of his black cloud race.

But every time it is cast, it consumes a lot of Magic power.

Not far away, a figure with a sword in his arms appeared, it was the tenth sequence, the king held the sword.

He wanted to be Jun Xiaoyao's follower before, but was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao.

It is indeed not appropriate for a sequence to become a follower.

Although he was rejected by Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhuangjian has long had the consciousness of a follower.

It's just that it doesn't have the title.

"The tenth sequence, the king holds the sword, why do you..." Heitu's face was pale, with fear in his eyes.

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

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

And this king's sword is a genuine sequence.

Although the status and strength are not as good as his family's Lord Jun Wanjie.

But a sequence is a sequence, not to be insulted!

Heitu is also full of doubts, how does Jun Zhuangjian 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 Zhuangjian scolded coldly.

Heitu's face turned blue and white.

Facing the king's sword, he was still a little apprehensive.

And at this moment.

A voice as cold as ice sounded in the distance.

"Jun Zhuanjian, you are also one of the sequences, and you are willing to become Jun Xiaoyao's follower. What charm does he have that make you all willing to submit to him?"

When he heard this voice, Jun Zhujian's expression also changed slightly.

This is Jun Wanjie's voice.

as expected.

A figure wrapped in the light of thunder and lightning came from afar, and it was Jun Wanjie.

His black hair fluttered, his eyes shot three feet of lightning, and his whole body had a thunder and lightning rune manifested, like a god of thunder.

"That's... the fifth sequence of the Jun family, Jun Wanjie?"

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

"Over there seems to be the tenth sequence of Jun's family holding swords, and Linglong noble daughter."

"Yuantian Supreme secret cache has not been opened yet, is the Jun family going to fight among themselves?"

Many eyes were attracted.

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

Seeing Jun Wanjie's bursting aura, Jun Zhanjian frowned.

Jun Wanjie's temper is notoriously surly and domineering.

Not to mention foreigners, even members of the Jun family, he has taught them a lot.

"The sequence of the dignified Jun family has turned into a follower. If you are really willing to do so, then remove your sequence identity as soon as possible!"

After Jun Wanjie finished speaking, he shot directly.

When he raised his hand, a thunderous divine light manifested.

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

Among the 3,000 physiques, he ranked in the top 300.

Moreover, this Thunder Tribulation Battle Body is powerful in attack and has amazing lethality, far surpassing Ye Xingyun's Star King Body.

Rumble!

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

"not good!"

Jun Zhuangjian hastily drew out the sword, and the bright sword light spread out.

Jun Linglong also made a move.

But even if the two of them attack at the same time, it is still difficult to block Jun Wanjie's move.

With a loud bang, both Jun Zhujian and Jun Linglong were startled, and retreated one after another.

It's not bad for Jun Zhanjian, after all, it is the tenth sequence, although it is not as good as Jun Wanjie, but the gap is not too big.

As for Jun Linglong, the Cultivation Base was a little weaker, and she retreated dozens of steps, her snow-white jade face was slightly pale, and there was a faint blood stain on the corner of her lips.

Jun Wanjie glanced at him and said indifferently, "Today is a warning, tell that Jun Xiaoyao to keep a low profile in the future."

After finishing speaking, Jun Wanjie turned and left.

No matter what, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong are both from Jun's family, so a little lesson and a little pressure on Jun Xiaoyao's arrogance will be enough.

Jun Wanjie never thought of really hurting them.

"My lord's strength is really the best in the world!"

Seeing Jun Wanjie repel Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong while raising his hand, Heitu's eyes showed a deep look of admiration.

He turned to look at Jun Linglong, with a playful look on the corner of his mouth: "Tell your master, my lord, is the pillar and hope of the younger generation of the Jun family!"

After finishing speaking, Heitu also left with Jun Wanjie.

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

"You were seriously injured." Jun Zhuangjian said, his tone implying helplessness.

Compared to Jun Wanjie, he was indeed inferior.

"It's okay, I still have to buy tea for the young master." Jun Linglong didn't forget about owning, and bought tea for Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Zhuangjian looked at it with a little sigh.

At this time, what she was thinking about was still about Jun Xiaoyao.

But Jun Zhujian also knows that Jun Xiaoyao is not a master who swallows his anger.

If he offended the people around him, then Jun Wanjie might have nothing good to eat next.

(end of this chapter)