After rebirth, I will no longer be the Holy Son of this sect

In the Qingyang Secret Realm, under the sword platform.

Xiao Yang did not hesitate and stepped onto the first step of the sword platform.

The moment his right foot stepped on the first step, an invisible pressure instantly descended upon him.

Familiar pressure, familiar steps, familiar sword platform, and the familiar sword that pierced his heart in the previous life.

In his previous life, he died under this Qingyang Sword.

The old man guarding the sword looked at Xiao Yang nervously.

In the Qingyang Sword Sect, the sect's holy son is being trained as the next sect leader.

However, even if one is the sect's holy son, he may not necessarily be able to sit on the position of sect leader.

Just like the last fight for the position of clan leader.

The Holy Son of the previous generation was defeated in the fight for the position of the patriarch.

Because Jiang Qitian drew out the Qingyang Sword.

Whoever can pull out the Qingyang Sword will be the next sect leader.

If no one can pull out the Qingyang Sword, then the sect's holy son can take the position of sect leader.

However, Xiao Yang is the sect's holy son. If he can pull out the Qingyang Sword, wouldn't everyone be happy?

You know, the last fight for the position of sect leader caused great damage to the Qingyang Sword Sect.

If it happens again, the Qingyang Sword Sect will probably really decline.

When the old man guarding the sword came to his senses, Xiao Yang had already stepped onto the twelfth step.

At this moment, the pressure on him increased greatly.

The formation of the sword platform was triggered.

However, he still walked up step by step slowly.

"This boy is indeed not an ordinary person. Once he meets me, I will turn into a dragon!"

The old man guarding the sword looked at Xiao Yang's back with surprise and joy.

Xiao Yang quickly stepped onto the 33rd step.

At this moment, the pressure on him had increased at least dozens of times.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire secret realm was attracted by the sword platform.

Sword marks emerged from the sword platform, releasing even stronger pressure.

At this moment, Xiao Yang felt as if he was being pressed down by an invisible mountain. Every time he stepped on a step, the weight of this invisible mountain on him would increase dramatically.

"I have already cultivated the tenth level of sword intent. I don't believe I can't reach the top!"

Xiao Yang released his sword intent.

As the sword intent came out, the pressure on him was instantly reduced.

Xiao Yang remembered that in his previous life, the reason why Qin Fei was able to step onto the sword stage and draw out the Qingyang Sword was because Qin Fei had cultivated to the Divine Martial Realm before him and developed the sword intent.

Why was Qin Fei able to cultivate the sword intent before Xiao Yang and break through to the Divine Martial Realm?

That’s because their sect leader sent his beloved little disciple Qin Fei into the secret realm!

Sect leader Jiang Qitian made an exception because of Qin Fei.

And Jiang Qitian would never make an exception for Xiao Yang.

This is favoritism.

Everyone prefers Qin Fei.

After living a new life, Xiao Yang actually took advantage of Li Xingyao's sword-seeking opportunity at Qingyang Mountain to earn himself a chance to enter the secret realm for cultivation.

Qin Fei truly deserves to be called the innate Taoist body and the chosen son of heaven.

What Xiao Yang had fought so hard for, Qin Fei could easily get.

Xiao Yang was dissatisfied.

He refused to accept it, whether in his past life or this life.

Why!

Why!

Isn’t it just climbing up the sword platform and drawing the magic sword?

In the previous life, Qin Fei could do it, and in this life, I, Xiao Yang, can do it too.

Xiao Yang still climbed the stairs slowly and leisurely.

Soon, he reached the fiftieth step.

He was filled with the mighty sword energy.

He has released the third level of sword intent.

There are still thirty-one steps.

Xiao Yang raised his head and looked upwards.

He did not stop, but walked up steadily.

When he stepped onto the 60th step, he had to release the fourth level of sword intent.

"How does he know that sword intent can offset the pressure of the sword platform?"

Below the sword platform, the old man guarding the sword looked at the figure above in confusion.

When climbing onto the sword stage, sword intent is the key.

This is a test for those who step onto the sword platform.

The closer he gets to the top of the sword platform, the greater the pressure Xiao Yang will bear.

When he stepped onto the 79th step, he finally stopped.

The ninth level sword intent could no longer withstand the powerful pressure from the sword platform.

"In that case, let's fight!"

Xiao Yang suddenly roared towards the sky.

A sword mark appeared between his eyebrows.

Tenth-level sword intent erupts.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, countless swords in the secret realm vibrated at the same time.

Even the Qingyang Sword inserted in the sword platform was vibrating, making a sound like a dragon's roar.

"Ten thousand swords roared, my goodness, it really is you!"

The old man guarding the sword looked at Xiao Yang on the sword stage excitedly.

However, he directly activated the formation of the forbidden area and sealed the sword intent that erupted from Xiao Yang within the forbidden area.

The old man guarding the sword did not want to cause a sensation, and he did not want people to know that Xiao Yang was the sword genius who once caused thousands of swords to roar.

At this time, Xiao Yang had already stepped onto the 80th step.

At this moment, he felt as if all the bones in his body were about to be crushed.

He was under unimaginable pressure from the sword stage.

"You want me to bow my head?"

Xiao Yang stared at the sword stuck in the middle of the sword platform.

"In this life, no matter if it's a man or a sword, I will never bow my head!"

The veins on Xiao Yang's forehead throbbed and his eyes turned red. He tried his best to lift his right leg.

His right foot slowly left the ground.

At this moment, he lifted his right foot as if he was lifting a mountain. His legs were extremely heavy.

His whole body was shaking from the effort he put in.

Under the sword stage, the old man guarding the sword stared at Xiao Yang excitedly.

"It will be successful soon..."

"Boy, work harder!"

The old man guarding the sword clenched his fists without blinking.

As long as Xiao Yang takes this step, he will be halfway to success.

Stepping onto the sword platform is only the first step to drawing the sword.

If you can't even climb onto the sword platform, why draw the sword?

Xiao Yang almost couldn't stand at this moment.

Even the tenth level sword intent could hardly withstand the pressure of the sword stage.

At this moment, for Xiao Yang, time seemed to suddenly become extremely long.

However, the moment his right foot stepped onto the 81st step, all the pressure on him disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Yang let out a long sigh and felt relaxed all over.

"Cool!"

Xiao Yang couldn't help but roared angrily.

He strode to the Qingyang Sword, then grasped the hilt and pulled it hard.

The Qingyang Sword remained motionless.

"Ok?"

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, then gradually increased his strength.

However, he gradually used all his strength, and the sword inserted in the sword stand seemed to have grown on the sword stand, and he still could not pull out the sword.

"You can't pull out the Qingyang Sword Technique, right?"

Xiao Yang raised the corner of his mouth. He used all his strength to activate the sword-controlling technique of Qingyang Sword Art, but he could not draw out the Qingyang Sword.

Then try Futian sword technique!

Futian's sword-controlling technique is to control the sword with the person, not to control the person with the sword.

Xiao Yang did not hesitate and directly used the Futian Sword Technique.

The next moment, the Qingyang Sword in his hands began to vibrate violently.

The sword that stabbed me to death in my previous life seemed to be afraid.

Sword, are you afraid of yourself?