When that disciple left and went to receive the others, Xiao Muchen suddenly saw Tang Ying who he saw in the Blood Pool of the Tianshan Mountains.

And Tang Ying also saw Xiao Muchen, nodded at Xiao Muchen, and said hello.

Xiao Muchen also nodded at Tang Ying, facing this kind of polite person, he would have a great impression.

When Xiao Muchen and Tang Ying greeted each other, a huge thunderbolt suddenly swept down from the white clouds, and the bright light in the flash almost made most people habitually close their eyes.

And only Xiao Muchen looked at the huge thunderbolt, where a figure walked out slowly, and finally landed on the silver wooden seat in the distance.

Not far away, there were several chairs, all of which were empty, and they should be the Pavilion Master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion or something.

On the silver wooden seat sat a man of considerable stature, who seemed to be no more than forty or fifty years old, but with a silver-white beard at his chin.

Its body is wearing a set of silver robes, on the silver robe, painted with thunder and lightning patterns, from a distance, it looks like a living thing, constantly circulating, and even, faintly, there is a little thunder from the diffuse from it.

Come to think of it, this is the pavilion master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

As soon as the Wind Thunder Pavilion Master sat down, a piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded above the Thunder Mountain.

Immediately, everyone was shocked to see that a huge giant sword with a height of ten zhang was piercing through the sky and rushing over, and appeared in the sky above the square in a flash.

"Haha, Sword Venerable, this time you're the fastest." Seeing the giant sword in the sky, the silver-robed Thunder Venerable also stood up, and laughter resounded like thunder above the Thunder Mountain.

The giant sword trembled slightly, and then it turned into countless points of light and jumped away, but on it, two figures slowly fell from the sky, and immediately fell on the seat.

An old man landed beside the Wind Thunder Pavilion Master.

The old man was a little short, dressed in linen clothes, and looked like an inconspicuous little old man among all living beings, but everyone present knew that this little old man was also a terrifying existence of the same level as the Wind Thunder Pavilion Master.

"I didn't expect even the Sword Venerable to come, it seems that it should only be the advance troops of the Four Pavilions who arrived in the Wind Thunder Mountain Range first, and what comes now is the real show."

The appearance of the Sword Venerable also instantly made the atmosphere around the square become hot.

For the laughter of the Lei Venerable, the Sword Venerable ignored it, rolled his eyes, and sat down on the chair, while Tang Ying, who had just seen, stepped forward quickly, stood behind the old man, and stood respectfully with his hands down.

"Hehe, the old man of the sword still has this stinky temper, it seems that he must have a pimple in his heart for the competition back then." As soon as the Sword Venerable sat down in his seat, a strange laugh with a slightly eerie smell sounded.

A pitch-black light swept from the foot of the mountain, and finally appeared directly on the seat as if teleporting, and you were not welcome, with a wave of your robe, you sat down.

The figure that appeared was an old man in a black robe, his face was pale, there was a slight gloomy color between his eyebrows, a pair of double eyes, but one black and one white, it looked quite weird, and behind him, there was also a familiar figure, naturally it was Wang Chen, who was repelled by Xiao Muchen.

Wang Chen seemed to see Xiao Muchen, his pupils shrank, and then he returned to his previous gaze and was not looking at him.

And Xiao Muchen knew that this Wang Chen was already a fierce rival to himself, although it was only a one-time fight.

"Back then, the old man himself was a little unlucky to lose to him, but compared to someone who only supported a hundred rounds in the hands of the Wind Venerable, it was much better, you said yes, Huangquan Venerable?" The Sword Venerable glanced at the black-robed old man, and said in a way that was neither salty nor light.

Hearing this, the black-robed old man's eyes suddenly became cold, but just as he was about to speak sarcastically, his face changed, and his gloomy gaze stared at the sky tightly.

There, a wind like a dragon's roar suddenly came.

"This old guy is the fastest, but he always likes to be the last to arrive." The Sword Venerable also raised his head, looked at the distant sky with cloudy eyes, and said with a smile.

As soon as Sword Venerable's words fell, the sound of the wind like a dragon's roar also rumbled quickly, and then a huge cyan whirlwind suddenly appeared in the gaze of countless people on the top of the mountain.

The huge cyan wind whirl, like a flicker, appeared in the sky above the huge square in a few breaths, and then the wind whirlwind trembled slightly, then suddenly trembled, and dissipated into countless points of light.

Among them, two figures, however, rode a light wind and slowly fell from the sky on the seat.

"It's actually Venerable Wind? I didn't expect that there would be four Venerable Ones at this conference, and this trip was really worthwhile. ”

"This Douzun powerhouse, which is extremely rare to see on weekdays, has now come out four at once, this Quartet Pavilion Conference, the pomp is really big enough, no wonder it attracts so many people."

"Hehe, I wonder who will benefit from this conference in the end?"

The last two people who appeared naturally attracted all the attention of the audience.

Mu Qingluan, Xiao Muchen is already on the Tianshan Blood Pool, he has already seen it, there is nothing to say, but the old man behind him, Xiao Muchen is a little interested.

This Wind Venerable seems to be Yaochen's friend, but he just doesn't know where Yaochen is now.

Whether you are still with Xiao Yan, if you are still together, it will be interesting.

The old man is dressed in a green robe, with long hair scattered over his shoulders, he looks like he has a sense of freedom and ease, his appearance is not ordinary, even if he is old now, he can still faintly see a bit of handsomeness, thinking that when he was young, his appearance must not be bad.

Among the four Venerables, just from the outside, he is superior, and perhaps because he cultivates the wind attribute fighting qi, his aura is also a little ethereal, giving people a strange and unpredictable feeling.

Mu Qingluan's eyes swept over the area where the contestants were located, and then quickly withdrew his eyes.

Although his eyes stayed on Xiao Muchen's body for a few seconds, there was no eye fluctuation.

Several people were polite, and the pavilion master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, Venerable Lei looked up at the sky, and then slowly stood up, his eyes swept around the square.

Suddenly, the noise that went straight into the sky became silent under its gaze that contained a little thunder.

"Today is a good day for my Wind Thunder Pavilion to hold the Sifang Pavilion Conference, thank you for coming to Lei Mountain to cheer for my Wind Thunder Pavilion, but the rules of my Wind Thunder Pavilion, I think everyone also knows, I hope that during the conference, there will be no disturbance to the conference."