At this time, his hands were like claws, and he was grabbing the neck of a young disciple of Mingyue Sect tightly, his face full of pride and disdain.
"You Mingyue Sect is just like this. I think the only thing you can win against other sects is that there are many beauties..." The young man turned his eyes to the women of Mingyue Sect, and kept scanning the women's convex bodies without restraint, and even licked his mouth. "If you can play at the same time, wouldn't it be great?"
The disciple of Mingyue who was being caught was full of anger, and the women's faces were also flushed and very angry. However, the strongest disciple of their Mingyue Sect was also defeated by this person. Although these women clenched their fists, they were helpless.
"Wang Sheng, don't be proud. If Sister Qingshuang was here, I would like to allow you to be so arrogant," a woman shouted in a sweet voice.
"Is Fairy Mingyue?" When Wang Sheng asked for this name, a hint of admiration and covetness flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "It's just the woman of our sect leader,"
"What did you say?" The male disciple of Mingyue Sect who was being grabbed by his neck was angry, "Senior Sister Qingshuang will not marry you Mu Feng,"
"You can call us the master of the sect," Wang Sheng glared, and the force in his hand instantly increased, as if he wanted to kill this disciple of Mingyue Sect.
"Disciple, don't be rude," at this moment, a strong wind hit the disciples of Mingyue Sect and knocked him away.
"Sheng'er knew she was wrong," Wang Sheng bowed slightly at the middle-aged man in front of him, but there was a smile on his face, and there was no sign of knowing his mistake.
"Deacon Tian, your Yin-Yang Sect is so grand," an old woman caught the disciple of Mingyue Sect who was flying out. When she felt the disciple's injuries, her face suddenly darkened and she shouted loudly.
"Deacon Tian," Mo Tianya's lazy eyes immediately gathered together, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Is this person Deacon Tian?"