The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

"Our disciple selection competition is a ring competition. Two contestants enter the arena to compete. The winner can enter the next round, round by round of elections, and finally, our strongest disciple will be elected!" I saw Yang Jianxin speak up.

This Immortal Ascension Conference and the Disciple Selection Contest are also very important.

Although it is not as important as the selection of the leader in the future.

However, the strength of the younger generation of a sect is the face of a sect.

The development of a sect can not only rely on the old.

If there is no fresh blood injected, then the development of the sect will decline sooner or later.

The previous Immortal Ascension Conference can be said to be a martial arts competition between the disciples of the various Immortal Sects, but this year is rather special. This year is not only to test the younger generation of disciples.

Among all the elders and ancestors, one of the strongest is elected to lead the development of the entire righteous path.

Yang Jianxin flew above the sky and said indifferently: "Disciples, please come to the stage to compete!"

At this moment, a young man suddenly flew onto the field.

Just then, a young man stepped onto the stage.

Holding a large blue-steel knife, he came to the stage.

"I am Zhao Qing from the Qinggang Sect! Who dares to fight?"

The man looked like he was in his thirties.

In this world, thirty years old can only be regarded as young.

After all, when you are over a hundred years old, you can be considered a prime man.

When you reach thousands of years old, it is called old age!

At this time, a powerful breath burst out from him.

I saw that his breath was not weak.

It turned out to be a master of the Void Realm.

In his thirties, he entered the cave, which is certainly not weak.

At this time, Senior Sister Qi looked at Ye Chen and said, "Little Junior Brother, let me deal with this person!"

Senior Sister Qi has long been unaccustomed to the cynicism of the major immortals, so she wants to prove her strength.

For the Holy Land of Immortal Fate, get a little face back.

I saw her flying to the field.

She said loudly, "Zhao Xiyao, the Holy Land of Immortal Fate, come to challenge!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Zhao Xiyao.

"She is from the Holy Land of Immortal Fate!"

"You look so young!"

"The Holy Land of Immortal Fate is the top ten immortal sects who have been connected with each other. Such a small girl, dare to go up and challenge a master of the hole!"

"Hey, a pretty little sister, but unfortunately she's going to be beaten up!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and almost no one was optimistic about Zhao Xiyao.

Ye Chen was not panicked because he knew the strength of his seventh sister.

Now Senior Sister Seven is already in the late stage of Dongxu. Moreover, Senior Sister Seven is called the second genius of the Holy Land of Immortal Fate. She used to be the first, but her own birth made Senior Sister Seven ranked second.

With the strength of Seventh Senior Sister, to deal with this guy, one move should be enough!

Zhao Xiyao looked at the man named Qinglong Swordsman calmly, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

"What are you doing, you little girl, I won't be merciful!" As he spoke, the big knife in his hand flashed blue light, and he immediately slashed towards Zhao Xiyao.

Zhao Xiyao's eyes were cold, and she looked at him calmly and sneered: "Let the horses come over!"

Immediately, a cyan blade of light suddenly slashed towards Zhao Xiyao, the blade light burst into a thousand cold glow, and a blade slashed down from the top of Zhao Xiyao's head.

I saw a smile on the corner of Zhao Xiyao's mouth, and the magic of magic was running, and the sword light was instantly avoided.

At a speed beyond the naked eye of Qinglong Swordsman, he teleported to the front of Qinglong Swordsman, clenched his fist, and punched out.

Immediately, the power of the idol to suppress the prison burst out from Zhao Xiyao's hand.

An incomparably powerful force burst out from Zhao Xiyao's hand.

boom!

A loud bang.

I saw the Qinglong Swordsman being sent flying, hitting the wall, kneeling on the ground, and spitting blood.

One move....Spike!

One-shot kill!

Immediately, the atmosphere in the audience froze.

After all, he is also a person from the Void Realm!

Killed in one stroke like that?

how can that be?

Everyone stared at Zhao Xiyao in astonishment.

How can this woman in the Holy Land of Immortals be so powerful.

At this moment, the people from the Nine Great Immortal Sect looked at Zhao Xiyao with surprised expressions in their eyes.

"How is it possible...? There are such outstanding disciples in the Holy Land of Immortal Fate?"

"They are both in the Void Realm. It stands to reason that they should fight hard, but then Zhao Qing...why can't he catch a single move?"

"Is the disciple of the Holy Land of Immortal Fate too strong, or is the disciple of the Qinggang Sect too weak?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people.

However, those powerful and powerful people closed their eyes and rested their minds, and seemed to be indifferent to Zhao Xiyao.

That's right, although Zhao Xiyao is a genius, he is only in the realm of emptiness.

Moreover, they saw that the Holy Land of Immortal Fate does not even have a strong person in the realm of heaven and man.

How could such a fairy door win to the end?

So, they don't care.

"Xianyuan Holy Land, Zhao Xiyao wins!"

At this time, the referee said immediately.

At this moment, the disciples of Immortal Fate Holy Land immediately cheered.

"The saint is so strong!"

"The Holy Maiden is amazing!"

They have always been treated unfairly, and now Zhao Xiyao won a game in this way, it really gave them a boost!