At the same time, there were twelve people who walked up, both men and women, all of them were teenagers and girls between fifteen and eighteen years old, and among them were two familiar faces that Qing Ling knew, sixteen-year-old Ling Bing Xi and thirteen-year-old Yuan Fengchi, the son of the head of the first and second major sects in the cultivation realm. The other people Qingling didn't know each other, but I guessed that they should be the disciples of the ten major sects in the cultivation realm.

The annual Youth Talent Cultivation Conference is not for those small sects, so most of the people who can stand up at this time are people from the top ten sects, and Qing Ling and her sister Qing Ying are a special case, a disciple of a second-rate sect, there are actually two people who rushed into the top fourteen, as soon as this status quo appeared, the head of the house suddenly exploded.

In addition to Lingqin of the Linghua Sect, the other nine heads of the ten major sects were all observing the two sisters in Qingyu Mountain, and the other second-rate and third-rate sects launched various channels to find out the identities of the two. After a while, the name of the sect in Qingyu Mountain was familiar to all the sect leaders who came to participate in the Xiuzhen Conference in the cultivation world, and most people also knew the identities of Qingling and Qingying, these two girls with both strength and beauty turned out to be the daughters of a second-rate sect leader in Qingyu Mountain.

At this time, Ling Bingchi, the current head of the No. 1 sect in the cultivation realm, stood up from his seat, and after his eyes swept over the fourteen young cultivators who stood out, he began to announce, "You fourteen people are divided into seven groups to compete with each other, seven people win and seven people are eliminated, and then each of you has to compete with the other six, the winner is one point, and the loss is no point, and the top five young cultivators will be selected in the end, and they will be rewarded at this conference." ”

After saying that, an elderly judge below walked out, and after dividing the numbers for the cultivators, another round of elimination would begin.

This elimination is different from the past, all the elites who can stand here are the elites of various sects, but Qingling and Qingying are not vegetarians, Qingling's cultivation can completely sweep the cultivators of the same generation, and Qingying, with the assistance of the elixir carefully refined by her sister, has broken through from the middle of the Yuan Infant to the late Yuan Infant before the game, although the foundation is not very solid, but it is not difficult to occupy a place in the cultivation conference. As long as it wasn't attacked by Lingbing, Qingling was sure that his sister would be able to hold on to the end.

At the beginning of the elimination of the qualifiers, first of all, Qing Ying came on the field from both sides of the first pair, and Qing Hong in the head seat became excited, and his eldest daughter turned out to be one of the players in the first competition.

Qingying nodded firmly at her sister and stepped into the huge ring in the center with great pride. At the same time as her, there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in a blue robe, and his whole body was full of essence, and he knew at a glance that he was not a weak person, and Qing Ling also took a closer look, it turned out to be a master in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but for her own sister, she absolutely believed that it was this young man who fell in the end.

The judge of the old man announced loudly in a corner of the stage, "The first pair of sparring is Qingying of Qingyu Mountain, and the tenth in the cultivation realm, Hanxun of Hanbing Gate, the two of them will stop at the point, and the score will be won or lost within half an hour, otherwise even if it is a tie, both sides will be eliminated at the same time." "The exchange begins—

Under an order, Qing Ying faced the cold ice gate of Han Xun unhurriedly took out the weapon that her sister Qing Ling gave her before she was on the field, a flying sword of a flying sword weapon, you can control the size and direction of the flying sword as you like, it can be said that Qing Ying, who often practices swords, has got a treasure.

The flying sword grew bigger in Qing Ying's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than two feet long, and it was just right to hold in her hand. Qing Ying's best thing on weekdays is swordsmanship, so with the long sword in her hand, she immediately thought about Han Xun and rushed over, and the long sword in her hand held up the sword flowers, and the power of each one should not be underestimated.

Han Xun on the opposite side was not a weak person, and as soon as he pushed his hands in front of him, two huge shields appeared on his hands, just blocking himself in front of him.

'Qiang Qiang Qiang-' Qing Ying's sword flower fell on the shield, not piercing the shield, but leaving some white marks on both shields. Qing Ling's eyes in the audience condensed, the shield in Han Xun's hand turned out to be a spiritual weapon, although it was only a low-grade spiritual weapon, but the power was not comparable to the medium-grade treasure weapon in her sister's hand, her refining level had improved a lot in recent years, but she had not practiced much in refining techniques, so refining a medium-grade treasure weapon was already her current limit. It seems that if you have time in the future, you will have to learn the refining weapon well.

Of course, there is no chance of winning when a treasure encounters a spiritual weapon, but the cultivation is different, Qing Ying's advantage is still very great, and in the Yuan Infant Stage, it is only a level that will be doubled in power, not to mention that Qing Ying is a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant Period.

She withdrew the flying sword in her hand and took a few steps back, "Drink-" and shouted, the momentum exuded by the whole body increased several times, this is what she began to get serious, the spiritual power released by Yuan Ying gave the whole body, holding the sword in her right hand, and the fingers of her left hand were together on the sword peak and slashed into the void, and suddenly the original white long sword faintly appeared with a light blue and light green light, which was the power that belonged to Qing Ying, and the flying sword was blessed with her wind attribute and water attribute after the power of the general was huge.

'Go-' The flying sword in Qing Ying's hand came out of his hand, and flew up in the air to stab towards Han Xun's shield, and with a sound of 'Boom-boom-', the two shields in front of him shattered and the sharp swords that penetrated the cold light flew towards Han Xun......

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