In the far sky, four figures appear from the void at the same time.

They had been watching in the dark before, but they didn't show up.

Until ye guchen broke through the 20th floor, he surprised the four pseudo saints.

However, until now, when Hua Yuntao pointed out that there might be opportunities related to the saint through the 20th floor, the four talents finally couldn't help showing up.

"That's the master of Shangguan aristocratic family, Shangguan Bo!" someone saw a middle-aged man in purple Python robe, and couldn't help but say.

"And the great elder of the Yan family, Yan Lengshan!" some people looked at one of the dark robed elders, with a slight chill in their hearts.

"Ouyang aristocratic family elder, Ouyang Xu!" among the four, an old man in gold robe put his hands in his cuffs and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"And Jiang Wu, the deputy head of the Jiang family." some eyes looked at a powerful red robed man among the four.

The four pseudo Saint families in the sword Dynasty, except the Hua family, unexpectedly had strong people coming.

"Oh... You are finally willing to show up." Hua Yuntao sneered.

Here, Wu Hongyan's face was slightly frozen, and her expression was slightly frozen and solemn.

Elder Yimei's face was very dignified.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. It is naturally meaningful for the four pseudo saints to choose to appear at this moment.

Strictly speaking, these four strong men are all aristocratic family camps, which are completely wrong with the sanxiu camp.

"There are talented people from all over the world. It's gratifying that our sword Dynasty can be so arrogant." Shangguan Bo, the owner of Shangguan's family in purple Python robe, smiled faintly, but the smile was not warm.

"Indeed, it's a pity that such talents should be in Shenya college." Yan Lengshan shook his head.

"Four, what do you mean?" elder Yimei said in a deep voice.

"Yimei, you can't talk here." Ouyang Xu, the elder of Ouyang aristocratic family, squinted.

They are all false saints and strong men, and the elder Yimei is the venerable jiuzhong.

"So what do you want to do when you show up and bully a younger generation?" Wu Hongyan raised her eyelids.

She is also a false saint of the sanxiu camp. Naturally, she is not right with the false saints of these aristocratic families.

"President Wu, that's not true. We're just a little curious about what opportunities this son has got in the 20th floor." Jiang Wu, the deputy head of the Jiang family, said.

"I said before that I didn't get anything. The 20th floor is just a level."

In the face of the questioning of the five pseudo saints, ye guchen was calm and right.

The more this time, the more calm ye guchen was.

Mount Tai collapsed ahead without changing his face.

If there is a slight abnormality, the five strong men can easily catch clues. At that time, if the law of the holy way is exposed, ye guchen will have great trouble and danger.

Looking at ye guchen's face without any fluctuation, Jiang Wu, ouyangxu and other four pseudo Saint strong men appeared later, and a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes.

In fact, they don't know what opportunities there are on the 20th floor of Tongsheng mountain.

Not even sure.

But for them, the opportunity of the Holy One is too important.

Even if there is only a chance, they don't want to miss it.

"In that case, hand over Yuan Jie for a search, and then go to my Hua's house and enter the search array for inspection." Hua Yuntao said coldly.

Whether ye guchen gets the chance of the saint or not, Hua Yuntao will not let go.

He cannot let a born Saint grow up safely and then threaten the safety of the Chinese family.

"I can do this, but... Why?" ye guchen stood with her black hair flying.

He looked coldly at the five false saints without the slightest timidity!

"Tut, it is worthy of being the sword demon Dugu wubai..."

Ye guchen's character is admired by many martial artists.

"Hum, contradicting the false saint, I don't know how to die..." Ouyang Tianji and others disdained to sneer.

What about the born saint? As long as he doesn't grow up, it's empty talk.

"Just because I'm a fake saint!"

Hua Yuntao's momentum radiates like a vast sea.

The strong pseudo saint has a pseudo word, but it is related to the holy word after all.

No one can ignore the power and majesty of the false saint.

Ye guchen felt a sense of oppression like an ancient mountain, which made his chest stuffy.

But his spine was still straight and did not flinch.

"That's enough, old Hua, you're back to life!" Wu Hongyan waved.

At this time, ouyangxu and other four pseudo saints also stepped out at the same time.

"Dean Wu, we're not trying to make things difficult for this son, just check it a little. What's the matter? Those who are clear will be clear." Shangguan Bo smiled calmly.

"Dugu wubai is a disciple of our Shenya academy!" elder Yimei and the five hall masters all stood up.

However, in the face of five pseudo Saint strongmen such as Hua Yuntao.

The state of the venerable is still a little weak and lack of confidence.

Looking at the two sides facing each other, the martial artists around Tongsheng mountain are a little far away.

The local lords also formed two camps, sanxiu sect and aristocratic family sect.

However, on the whole, there are obviously more lords gathered by the aristocratic family than the scattered cultivation camp.

Between heaven and earth, there is a strong smell of gunpowder.

When the atmosphere was tense, an old voice spread with a cold feeling.

"Oh... I'm a disciple of Shenya college. What do you need to do?"

Hearing this sound, Hua Yuntao and other five pseudo saints frowned.

Ye guchen was a little familiar, and a ray of surprise flashed in her eyes.

In the distance, a lame old man with white hair and beard came with a crutch in his hand.

The white beard is floating. It looks like a fairy and has a good temperament.

Impressively, he was the old man who begged for wine at the thunder city inn before ye guchen.

"God, that's the dean of Shenya, master Jian!"

Seeing the lame old man coming, some martial artists couldn't help crying out.

Master Jian, the chief of Shenya academy, is a famous pseudo saint of the sword Dynasty.

Even in the pseudo saint, the strength is one of the best.

"So it is..." ye guchen murmured.

Although he guessed, the old man who knew his true identity was afraid to be a little extraordinary.

But I didn't expect that it was the mysterious Dean of Shenya college, master Jian.

And how did the sword master know ye guchen's identity?

After thinking about it, ye guchen felt that he might have been exposed to some big people.

However, since master Jian didn't identify him, it proved that, at least for now, master Jian didn't mean any harm to ye guchen.

"Master Jian, you are an old man who can't see the head and the tail." Hua Yuntao's face was a little unnatural.

The unnatural reason is that he was defeated by master Jian.

As both false saints and strong men, it may be difficult to divide life and death, but it is too easy to divide victory and defeat.

"Hum, if I don't come, can I watch my disciples being bullied?" master Jian glanced at Hua Yuntao and other five people.

Ouyangxu, shangguanbo and other pseudo saints also have a slightly dignified face.

But fortunately, there are five false saints on their side, and they are not too afraid of the sword master.

"Master Jian, I can understand this son's unreasonable, but he must also be tested." Hua Yuntao bit to death.

The other four pseudo saints were also a little curious about whether ye guchen had any chance.

Moreover, since ye guchen has completely joined Shenya college, he is the enemy of the aristocratic family camp.

Ouyangxu and others don't want to watch this born Saint grow up safely.

For various reasons, the five false saints didn't want to let ye guchen go.

"What if I don't?" the sword master leaned on a crutch and said faintly.

Wu Hongyan also quietly stood beside master Jian.

"Then... Offend!"

The five false saints burst out at the same time, just like the eruption of five volcanoes.

War, imminent!