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

Chapter 205: Can you finally hold back and take action?

The top of Yuanwu Mountain.

In the square, under the Wenxiantai.

Everyone wants to be the first to climb onto the Questioning Immortal Platform and enter the Yuanwu Immortal Realm behind the Immortal Gate.

Everyone rushed forward, and a melee broke out under the Wenxiantai.

Before entering the Yuanwu Immortal Realm, those who reached the top of Yuanwu Mountain had already started fighting.

Some people even attacked Xiao Yang.

However, Xiao Yang dodged directly.

He didn't want to reveal his strength too early.

At this time, people from Qingyang Sword Sect had also come up.

Behind Jiang Qitian followed all the disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect who were participating in the Jiazi Competition.

Jiang Ting and Qin Fei followed closely beside Jiang Qitian.

"Elder brother..."

Song Qiang directly sent out a flying sword to kill the two guys who attacked Xiao Yang.

One of the tall and strong men stretched out his right hand and grabbed the flying sword that was piercing through.

I saw that his hands were quickly covered with a layer of black metal armor.

"Clang!"

The strong man's right hand directly grabbed Song Qiang's flying sword, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Are you a disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect?"

Song Qiang was surprised.

He urged the flying sword.

His flying sword immediately broke free from the strong man's grasp and flew out, flying directly back to his side.

"Someone from the Qingyang Sword Sect?"

The burly man looked at Song Qiang coldly.

At this time, Lin Wangchuan started fighting with another person.

The shadow of a beast appeared on the man's body, and he was actually performing the Myriad Beasts Profound Art of the Beast Taming Villa.

This person was sometimes like a coiled dragon, sometimes like a crouching tiger, with an astonishing aura, forcing Lin Wangchuan to use his monkey skills to dodge.

"Your skills..."

The man was surprised.

The next moment, he was like being possessed by a spirit monkey, and used the Spirit Monkey Technique from the Mysterious Art of Ten Thousand Beasts to compete with Lin Wangchuan.

For a moment, it was like two monkeys were fighting.

The expressions and movements of both of them are as lifelike as those of monkeys.

Everyone around was attracted by this scene.

At this moment, there was chaos in the square.

I saw a guy whose whole body was covered with metal sheets, with only a pair of eyes exposed, who attacked with force and killed several martial artists in one go, scaring the surrounding martial artists to dodge away.

A frightening and murderous aura emanated from this guy.

Everyone was shocked.

"It's Wang Kunpeng, the Saint Son of the Weapon Refining Sect..."

someone exclaimed.

"The Ten Absolute Battle Armor?"

Jiang Qitian was a little surprised when he saw Wang Kunpeng wearing armor. He hadn't even entered the Yuanwu Immortal Realm, but Wang Kunpeng had already used the Ten Absolute Armors?

If you're so aggressive right from the start, how can others survive?

"Master Jiang, how are you?"

At this moment, a man came from the side and bowed to Jiang Qitian.

Jiang Qitian turned his head and his pupils suddenly contracted.

I saw that this person was an old man.

The old man's pace was neither fast nor slow, and every step seemed to be stepping on the laws of heaven and earth, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

He was tall, with bright eyes, silver hair fluttering gently in the wind, and an air of dominance emanated from him.

"Wang Ao?"

Xiao Yang recognized the old man.

This old man was none other than Wang Kunpeng’s master, Wang Ao, the leader of the Weapon Refining Sect.

Wherever Wang Ao passed, everyone was pushed away by an invisible force.

Behind Wang Ao were a group of disciples from the Weapon Refining Sect who were participating in the Jiazi Competition.

"Master!"

Wang Kunpeng walked over and everyone moved away.

This is a god of death.

"Sect Master Wang, it's been a long time since we last met. Your cultivation has improved a lot!"

Jiang Qitian bowed to Wang Ao.

"Hehe, how can we compare to Sect Master Jiang? With Sect Master Jiang's Qingyang Sword, we are completely defeated."

Wang Ao glanced at the long sword on Jiang Qitian's waist and said, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

The Qingyang Sword is one of the three great swords in the North.

The Fuyao Sword, the Qingyang Sword, and the Qingyun Sword are known as the three great swords of the North.

However, the world only knew Qingyang and Fuyao, but the Qingyun Sword disappeared hundreds of years ago when the Qingyun Sect was conquered by the Demon Cult.

Some people said that the Qingyun Sword was stolen by the Demon Cult and taken back to the Demon Abyss.

Some people also said that the Qingyun Sword flew away from the Qingyun Sect on its own.

There are many different opinions, but one thing is absolutely true, that is, the Qingyun Sword is really missing.

The Supreme Sword of the Supreme Taoist Sect is also a famous divine sword in the North.

But no one knows whether the Qingyang Sword or the Supreme Sword is more powerful.

As for the Fuyao Sword Sect's sacred sword, the Fuyao Sword, it has not appeared for a long time.

"Sect Master Wang is too modest. Your sect's Ten Absolute Battle Armors are not bad either!"

Although Jiang Qitian was a little unhappy, he didn't show it.

Wang Ao was clearly mocking him for relying on the Qingyang Sword to compete with them.

But doesn’t the Weapon Refining Sect also rely on various magical spiritual weapons to win?

Isn’t this Ten Absolute Battle Armor a powerful weapon?

"Haha, Sect Master Jiang is joking."

Wang Ao laughed.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries and then walked towards the Wenxiantai with their respective disciples.

At this time, all the people who were fighting just now became obedient.

Because they all knew that these two were the bigwigs in the Northern Territory’s cultivation world.

Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan also stopped.

Lin Wangchuan and the disciples of the Beast Taming Villa had a lot of fun and were still not satisfied.

The disciples of the Beast Taming Villa were also very curious about Lin Wangchuan's monkey-like skills.

The two of them actually felt a sense of mutual sympathy.

Under the leadership of Jiang Qitian and Wang Ao, the disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect and Weapon Refining Sect ascended the Immortal Questioning Platform under the gaze of everyone.

"Big Brother hasn't come up yet."

Lin Wangchuan suddenly said, he turned and looked at Xiao Yang under the Questioning Immortal Platform.

"Elder brother..."

Song Qiang was also surprised.

Qin Fei, who was standing next to Jiang Ting, cast a provocative look at Xiao Yang.

However, at this moment, a ray of immortal light fell from the immortal gate and instantly enveloped everyone on the immortal platform.

The next moment, all the figures on the Wenxiantai disappeared from everyone's sight.

"So he is Xiao Yang, the Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect?"

Everyone gathered around Xiao Yang.

In recent times, Xiao Yang's popularity in the Northern Territory's cultivation world is unmatched.

Even Li Xingyao from the Fuyao Sword Sect was defeated by him.

At this time, Xiao Yang was definitely recognized as the best of the younger generation in the North.

However, everyone also heard that Li Xingyao, the saint of the Fuyao Sword Sect, had broken through to the Divine Martial Realm.

And Xiao Yang is now at the peak of the Tianwu realm.

In this way, Xiao Yang will be in trouble in this sixty-year competition.

"Fellow brothers, why don't we work together to drive this Qingyang Sword Sect's Saint Son down the mountain? That way, we'll have one less strong opponent in the Jiazi Competition!"

someone shouted.

Xiao Yang looked in the direction of the sound.

The person who was inciting the martial artists in the square to join forces to deal with him was Ye Feiyang, the prince of the Beast Taming Villa.

The martial artists in the square couldn't help but be moved when they heard this.

The leader of Qingyang Sword Sect has already entered Yuanwu Immortal Realm with other disciples, and now only Xiao Yang is left.

If Jiang Qitian were here, no one would dare to touch anyone from the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Jiang Qitian's Qingyang Sword is not a vegetarian.

Even Li Chenyu, the half-saint of the Fuyao Sword Sect, could not withstand Jiang Qitian's sword.

The news of Jiang Qitian defeating Li Chenyu with one sword in the spiritual vein of the northern mountain of Yuanlong City had already spread.

Li Chenyu's loss was not unfair.

All the young martial artists present combined could not withstand Jiang Qitian's sword.

But now no one is protecting Xiao Yang.

"What are you waiting for?"

Ye Feiyang said loudly.

The Supreme Taoist disdains to take action.

At this time, the Supreme Taoist Master also led the people of the Supreme Taoist Sect to ascend the Immortal Platform.

Ye Feiyang winked at Chu Guiyuan. He wanted Chu Guiyuan to take the lead in attacking Xiao Yang.

However, he never dreamed that the current Chu Guiyuan was no longer the same Chu Guiyuan.

At this time, the leader of Tianyi Sect led his disciples up the mountain.

The disciples of Shifang Qimen are also gathering.

The owner of Shenjian Villa also brought his disciples to the top of Yuanwu Mountain.

In an instant, powerful men gathered in the square on the top of Yuanwu Mountain.

Those sect leaders and heads of sects all have extraordinary bearings, showing the style of strong men and the power of being the head of a sect.

The leader of the Tianyi Sect is a masked woman in white.

This woman was surrounded by spiritual energy, and she was ethereal and otherworldly, like a banished immortal from the nine heavens.

Ning Shu, the Holy Maiden of Tianyi Sect, naturally would not join forces with others to embarrass Xiao Yang.

Li Fanyin would not do such a despicable thing.

Chu Guixi is now pretending to be Chu Guiyuan, and will not attack Xiao Yang at all.

Although the remaining martial artists were numerous, they were not stupid either.

Xiao Yang once defeated Li Xingyao, the saint of the Fuyao Sword Sect. Who would dare to attack him easily?

So, Ye Feiyang cried out in vain.

"This……"

Ye Feiyang was embarrassed, and for a moment he couldn't save face.

He thought that if he made a call from a high place, people would respond.

Who would have thought that he himself would become a clown.

All the sect leaders and clan masters looked at Xiao Yang, and then walked towards the Questioning Immortal Platform.

The Jiazi Competition is the most important thing.

In fact, the Jiazi Competition is a competition among the younger generation of martial artists, and these bigwigs are not allowed to interfere.

Moreover, the consequences of interfering are serious.

Soon, people from the five major sects, namely Tianyi Sect, Shifang Qimen, Shenjian Villa, Wushang Dao Sect, and Guiyuan Wu Sect, successively stepped onto the Wenxiantai and entered the Yuanwu Immortal Realm.

Plus the previous Qingyang Sword Sect and Weapon Refining Sect.

Seven of the ten major sects in the northern region have already entered the Yuanwu Immortal Realm.

"You disgraceful thing, get out of here."

A majestic voice sounded, and a black-haired old man strode over with a group of black-clothed disciples.

Ye Longsheng, the owner of the Beast Taming Villa, has arrived.

Xiao Yang looked at Ye Longsheng.

I saw that this person was just like the leader of the weapon refining sect, both of them were tall and exuded a domineering aura.

As soon as Ye Feiyang saw Ye Longsheng, he ran over in panic.

"Uncle..."

Ye Feiyang saluted Ye Longsheng nervously.

"Come with me!"

Ye Longsheng glanced at Xiao Yang, then led a group of disciples towards the Questioning Immortal Platform.

Who dares to stop it?

No one dared to stop it.

As the people from the Beast Taming Villa also entered the Yuanwu Immortal Realm, at this time, among the ten major sects, only the people from the Fuyao Sword Sect and the Danding Sect had not arrived yet.

"Fuck him!"

At this moment, without any warning, more than a dozen martial artists of the younger generation attacked Xiao Yang at the same time.

"Can you finally take action?"

Xiao Yang's mouth corners raised, as if he had already expected someone to attack him.