Godly Evil System

Mo Junyan walked in front of a Luo Family disciple and gently put his hand on his shoulder.    

    

"So, I'll start with you?"    

    

"NO!" "No, Third Young Master Mo!"    

    

After that disciple heard Mo Junyan's words, his entire body trembled. A wave of chilliness rose from his feet and he actually kneeled down and begged Mo Junyan for forgiveness.    

    

Unfortunately, no matter how pitiful he was in front of others, it was useless in front of Mo Junyan!    

    

A white light that only Mo Junyan could see, quickly entered Mo Junyan's body from the Luo Family disciple's body!    

    

As for the disciple's cultivation, it was rapidly decreasing! In the end, it had actually fallen outside of the body transformation realm!    

    

After snatching this Luo Family disciple, Mo Junyan casually threw that disciple out as if he were trash. He looked at the other Luo Family disciple and faintly smiled.    

    

"It's your turn. Do you have any comments?"    

    

"Ah!" I'll kill you! " The disciple raised the Longsword in his hand and charged towards Mo Junyan!    

    

Clang!    

    

When that disciple was about to stab Mo Junyan, Mo Junyan only used his hand to block before him and easily blocked the attack.    

    

"Not bad, you actually have the courage to attack." Looking at the Luo Family disciple who had a face full of shock, the yellow light in Mo Junyan's hand flickered, and in the next moment, a fist landed directly on that disciple's body!    

    

Boom! *    

    

Boom!    

    

That disciple was actually punched by Mo Junyan into the wall of the house twenty meters away, and he even got stuck in the middle of a rock!    

    

This scene immediately made those who were trading to stop what they were doing. They all looked at Mo Junyan in shock.    

    

"Mm, although the sword is a bit lacking, I can still barely use it." Mo Junyan muttered as he tapped the sword of the previous disciple with his index finger.    

    

Following that, a pair of scarlet eyes looked at the Luo Family disciples, and said coldly: "All of you, attack together."    

    

"Kill!"    

    

The dozen or so Luo Family disciples looked at each other, no longer hesitating. Each of them wielded heavy swords and charged towards Mo Junyan at the same time!    

    

More than ten disciples of the Yellow Stage took action at the same time!    

    

"Huanyu." Mo Junyan put the sword in front of him and smirked: "Piercing!"    

    

Weng! *    

    

A pair of blood-red wings instantly grew out from Mo Junyan's back! A wave of Qi instantly burst out with Mo Junyan as the center!    

    

"Ah!" "Ah!"    

    

The dozen or so Luo Family disciples that were charging towards Mo Junyan were all blown away by the strong wind created by Mo Junyan!    

    

The next moment, a white light flashed!    

    

Blood splattered everywhere!    

    

In the arena, other than Sikong Shiyun who was at the ninth star of the Profound Stage, who could see Mo Junyan's movements clearly, no one else could!    

    

"Twenty one seconds!" This … this sword-art is too powerful … " Looking at the Luo Family disciples who had fallen from the sky and were lying on the ground without moving, Sikong Shiyun muttered to Mo Junyan who was standing in between them.    

    

Beside Sikong Shiyun, when Cacassirer saw the blood, she immediately felt a sense of disgust. She ran to the wall behind her and actually began vomiting.    

    

Mo Junyan was standing in the middle of the dozens of disciples. The only difference was that he was standing while the other disciples were lying down!    

    

In just a few seconds, Mo Junyan had single-handedly killed nearly twenty Yellow Stage Star experts!    

    

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have never imagined that Mo Junyan, who was previously known as the number one hedonistic young master of Snow Moon City, would actually be so strong!    

    

"When this young master uses a sword, blood must be shed." Looking at the dozen over Luo Family disciples who were no longer breathing, Mo Junyan said indifferently.    

    

He did not care whether they lived or died. Whether they heard his words or not, he saw that in front of him, Luo Bufan, who he had just sent flying, was attempting to crawl away.    

    

Immediately, the tip of the sword was pressed against the ground as it slowly pulled the sword towards Luo Bufan, who could no longer stand!