If the most proud of the six great saints is that, then almost everyone will say that it is the Great Sage of the Moon.

Although the Great Sage of the Rising Sun is the leader of the six great voices, when it comes to being arrogant and tough, it is still much worse than the Great Sage of the Moon.

Of course, if you have a master, you have a disciple. The fact that the Monthly Dasheng dominates the world so much makes his disciples very proud. Even when facing the existence of the same great saint disciples, they rarely take it seriously.

Zheng Ming killed Master Yuanxiu, and when it was deliberately lured and killed Master Yuanxiu, when it reached the disciples of the Great Saint of Yaoyue, these disciples almost exploded.

For them, this was a huge humiliation. At that time, someone knelt outside the cave where the Monkey King was in seclusion and asked Monkey King to come forward to preside over justice for Master Yuanxiu who died unjustly at Zheng Ming's hands.

As for why they didn't take action, the reason was actually simpler, that is, they were not Zheng Ming's opponents together.

Although a great saint has great cultivation and countless resources, it is not easy to cultivate disciples at the sub-saint level.

Otherwise, Master Yuanxiu would not have been so valued by the Monthly Master, and used resources to cultivate it.

Yan Yue Dasheng did not reply to these requests for revenge, which made the disciples under Yan Yue Dasheng even more angry.

Of course, their anger was even given ten courage, and they did not dare to send a message to Yan Yue Da Sheng. Their anger was targeting Zheng Ming!

Just as many people were discussing whether to unite their respective colleagues to show Zheng Ming a good look on this matter, Zheng Ming actually came.

For a moment, the entire temple of Yanyue Dasheng was ignited, and countless people gathered towards the mountain gate of the temple from all directions.

They all looked at Zheng Ming with resentment. If these gazes could kill people, Zheng Ming would have died many times.

Unfortunately, his eyes could not kill people, so Zheng Ming naturally had nothing to do. He looked at the resentful young men and women lightly and picked the corners of his mouth.

"Little man!" A young man with a handsome appearance and like a supreme son of god cursed at Zheng Ming fiercely.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the people who had originally looked at Zheng Ming with a kind of hatred, and a trace of pleasure flashed in their eyes.

They dare not attack Zheng Ming. In addition to the ban from the master's sect, the most important thing is that they know that if they do it themselves, they will not be Zheng Ming's opponent.

And these words of scolding Zheng Ming in front of him made these young warriors feel energetic. Some of them even shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Lu scolds him well."

This time, when he came to the temple of Yanyue Dasheng, Zheng Ming came with a mentality of provoking trouble. Yanyue Dasheng could cause trouble for him, and he didn't care in his heart at this time.

He is now trying to find trouble for the Monthly Dasheng.

"Bang!" A slap fell heavily on the face of Senior Brother Lu, who was like a son of god, and directly knocked him out of the face.

Senior Brother Lu's cultivation level was also close to the Divine Forbidden, and he was also a well-known figure in the temple of Yanyue Dasheng.

Now, Zheng Ming was slapped heavily in the face by a disagreement. For a moment, the people who had hatred for Zheng Ming were also stunned.

They don't know how they should deal with this situation now.

And the Senior Brother Lu, who was like a son of god, struggled to stand up, but at this moment, his face was like broken porcelain, with fine lines appearing.

All his eyes were filled with anger. As a disciple valued by the elders in the temple, when did he lose such a face?

At this time, he really wanted to jump out and fight Zheng Ming hard, but he knew better that fighting hard was simply to make himself uncomfortable.

Just because of him, what can I do to fight Zheng Ming?

The gap between him and Zheng Ming was not a little bit by bit, but like a sea and a small river, there were too many differences.

But just like that, he didn't speak silently, so he wouldn't hang out in the temple in the future, so in the end, he could only shout at Zheng Ming fiercely: "You...how can you take action?"

"I see that there is something wrong with your mouth. Please help you correct it. Don't thank me." Zheng Ming said lightly: "As the disciple of the Great Sage, you were really embarrassed just now. Don't sway in front of me, get out!"

The disciples of Yanyue Dasheng were almost furious at this moment. Although the words of Senior Brother Lu just said a little inappropriate, Zheng Ming's way of handling them was even more unacceptable.

They are the disciples of the Great Sage, and this is the temple of the Great Sage. Even if there is anything, it should be handled by the Great Sage. Zheng Ming took action directly here, which would be equivalent to slapping the Great Sage in the face.

But although they were angry, they were even more afraid to move. Zheng Ming was too domineering. If they jumped out, they would have received many applause from their fellow disciples, but they were beaten up by Zheng Ming...

Although they didn't say anything, Senior Brother Lu would probably not have the face to meet others in the future. If someone mentioned Senior Brother Lu, they might even say sarcastic words.

Looking at the silence of the warriors, Zheng Ming's interest grew more and more. Since he came into contact with the Three Great Sages of Light, he was troubled by the Great Sage of Yaoyue. This time he had a card in his hand and wanted to avenge his previous shame and beat Yanyueyue to his death down, the idea of ​​getting down on him became stronger.

Although reason told him that this approach was not advisable, Zheng Ming's heart was difficult to suppress.

"I heard that the great saint's disciples are very strict. Hehe, when you see them today, it is indeed better to see them at first!"

Zheng Ming looked at the warriors surrounding him and said with a hint of sarcasm in his words. Zheng Ming's words naturally made the disciples of the Great Saint of Yaoyue, who was already angry, feel even more uncomfortable.

They wanted to rush forward and teach Zheng Ming a big lesson.

But they knew very well that even if they rushed forward, they would not be Zheng Ming's opponent. Zheng Ming's attitude just now even showed that Zheng Ming would never show any mercy to them because of their identity.

"What a great mighty!" A voice filled with coldness sounded in the void. With this sound, a beautiful woman in snow-like clothes came.

Her arrival made the Great Saint Sects who were originally full of anger towards Zheng Ming shut their mouths one by one.

Silent as a cicada!

These people were full of fear of the beautiful woman, and the cleanup woman and the warrior who had ignored her, still said to Zheng Ming in a cold voice: "Master Yuanxiu died at your hands, so you can pay his life."

As soon as the words fell, countless sword shadows flew out from the woman's hands. These sword shadows turned into a green flower on the other side in the void, which looked so brilliant and beautiful.

A woman's cultivation level, that is, the level of a holy king, has reached a peak in her application of divine forbidden, but compared with Zheng Ming, the difference is not that little bit worse.

Looking at the extremely brilliant sword shadow of the Rioka Ridge, Zheng Ming sneered. He had no other means at all, but just used his fist to blast towards the endless sword shadow.

The red shore flower condensed by the sword shadow contained extremely mysterious changes. When the woman saw Zheng Ming hitting her sword shadow with her fist without any rules, a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

Zheng Ming was so arrogant. Even if he was not an ordinary person, he could not be compared with an ordinary warrior. Not to mention anything else, just talk about the long sword in his hand. It was a treasure formed innately by a sword that the master obtained when he was creating the world.

Such a treasure is extremely sharp. Did he resist it?

"Dangdang!" The sound of gold and iron clashing, echoing around. The beautiful woman who had a hint of sarcasm to Zheng Ming in her heart felt a powerful force hitting her meridians at every moment of collision.

This power was like a sharp blade, which made her unable to help but feel like she wanted to vomit blood. Although she gritted her teeth, she knew that she would not last long.

The force like a mountain was pressed down with a bang. Although I was thinking of persisting for a while, the beautiful woman's arm could not help but feel sore, and the long sword connected to her mind flew straight out.

A fist became bigger and bigger in the woman's beautiful eyes until the woman flew backwards.

If the handsome Senior Brother Lu was beaten up by Zheng Ming, it would still make people look at him, then the situation where Zheng Ming beat this beautiful woman directly backwards was really chilling.

The beautiful woman looked at Zheng Ming regardless of her injuries, but to her disappointment, she didn't see any of Zheng Ming's body, let alone the injuries, even the shadow of the scars.

At this moment, the beautiful woman still didn't understand what was going on?

The gap was too big, and the sword that contained infinite confidence did not leave any scars on Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming ignored the woman who was knocked away, but looked at the sky, then lowered his head and said, "Zheng Ming, I'm here to ask for a meeting with the Great Sage of the Moon, please report it."

And just before Zheng Ming could speak his words, an old man walked out of the temple of the Great Sage of Yanyue. He looked at Zheng Ming solemnly, and then said in a deep voice: "It's all gone."

The flashing breath of the old man was extremely cold, and the disciples who invited the Yue Dasheng to sit down quickly disappeared when they heard the old man's voice.

Only the beautiful woman who was injured by Zheng Ming, after hesitating for a while, bowed to the cold old man and left.
Chapter completed!