The strongest training system

Chapter 448 Saint Sacred Heart
"How can you have such pure moral power?!"

Bai Zhantang couldn't believe it, the power of morality condensed on Longyuan Sword was several times purer than the morality he had mastered.

Just like this, Long Yuanjian ignored the rules he set and pierced directly into his chest.

Wang Hao was slightly stunned, the morality on the Longyuan sword was the purest swordsmanship, but it was not what he condensed.

Wang Hao finally realized who helped him when the motto that just woke him up sounded.

"Master!"

A figure appeared beside Wang Hao out of nowhere, dressed in green clothes, with a scruffy face, and an ancient blue sword behind him.

The person who came was Yan San!

"So it's you!" Bai Zhantang gritted his teeth, he had naturally heard of Yan San's prestige, No.1 in the Supreme Realm is not a false statement.

"Hehe..." Bai Zhantang laughed suddenly, he stretched out his hand to hold the blade of Longyuan Sword, and pulled it out of his chest.

"It was almost succeeded by you. If you had stabbed this sword a little earlier, maybe I would really die!"

Wang Hao was startled, he suddenly found that the aura exuded by Bai Zhantang had undergone a great change...

It's like a big river entering the ocean, surging and surging!

The first level of the Supreme Realm!
The golden thread in Bai Zhantang's hand broke, and all the power of the barbarian king had been sucked into his body.

"Die!"

Bai Zhantang slapped it down with a powerful palm, making Wang Hao unable to move!

"Keng!"

Yan San moved, and the blue ancient sword instantly hit Bai Zhantang's palm.

The palm wind stopped abruptly, and immediately afterwards, Bai Zhantang and Yan San each took three steps back.

Yan San still had that plain expression, with drunken eyes still in his eyes, but Bai Zhantang's complexion was as ugly as it could be, with bright red blood blooming on his white jade hand.

Even after entering the Supreme Realm, Bai Zhantang was still injured by Yan Sanyi's sword, which made him unacceptable!
"Why...why?! I am already in the Supreme Realm, why am I not as good as you?"

Yan San ignored the crazy Bai Zhantang, he took the gourd from his waist and threw it to Wang Hao who was beside him.

"Feed it to Hong."

Wang Hao took the order, he had 100% confidence in his master.

He walked to Hong's side, and saw Hong staring at Yan San's back closely, with complicated emotions in his eyes...

"Sister Hong, take a sip."

Hong took the gourd, and poured all the wine inside into his stomach with a gurgling gulp. The wine was made from some kind of spiritual grass.

"Bicc!" Hong burped a big wine, and the wine was transformed into the purest Yuanli in her stomach, after drinking a pot of wine, she recovered [-]% of her strength.

"Huh!" Red flames ignited on Hong's body, her pupils turned orange, and she suddenly entered a fighting state!
"Sister Hong?" Wang Hao was puzzled, "Master is here, leave it to him."

Hong shook his head, with a worried expression, "Bai Zhantang has entered the Supreme Realm. Although it is only a first-level realm, it can still be regarded as a demigod existence. Even if Yan San goes against the sky, it will be difficult to cross the gap between realms. I must help him!"

She took a step forward, but she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Only then did Wang Hao realize that Hong's ankle had an extremely serious injury, and bones were already visible!
"Hong, you wait there. After I finish him, I have something to tell you."

It was Yan San who spoke. His voice was as usual, very casual, but Wang Hao could hear a trace of tenderness from it.

"Okay!" To Wang Hao's surprise, Hong actually agreed, the red flames on her body disappeared, and she could no longer feel a trace of power, "This time, you have to leave without saying goodbye."

Yan San nodded and made a promise to Hong.

Bai Zhantang's face was gloomy, "Have you flirted enough? Since you are so affectionate, let's go to Huangquan together to be a pair of loving mandarin ducks!"

While speaking, Bai Zhantang was furious, and Bai Yu patted Yan San with his hand.

The terrifying power of the Supreme Realm was fully revealed. Everyone watching the battle, except Wang Hao and Hong Hong, were all pressed to the ground by the power and couldn't even raise their heads.

In Wang Hao's eyes, there was a hint of worry. He had seen the battle between Yan San and the old man Qianji. .

Old Man Qianji once said to Yan San that once he stepped into the Supreme Realm, he would not be invincible to mortals, no matter how strong a mortal is, he would still be a mortal after all.

Even if Bai Zhantang has just surpassed Supreme, he still possesses the body of a demigod.

According to common sense, even if Yan San is talented, he is definitely not Bai Zhantang's opponent!

However, in the face of Bai Zhantang's devastating attack, Yan San still stood proudly between the heaven and the earth, letting the strong wind mess up his hair.

"Don't hide?" Bai Zhantang sneered, "Yan San, you are too arrogant!"

Yan San did not dodge, he raised the ancient sword and slashed in front of him.

This sword swing is extremely slow, even ordinary people can easily dodge it, but in the eyes of Bai Zhantang, the ancient sword locks his body shape and aura, no matter where he is, this sword will fall on him!
He was dumbfounded. Can a mortal in the Divine Martial Realm really do such a thing?
However, Bai Zhantang still didn't believe that mere mortals could defeat the supreme being who existed as a demigod!
The white jade hand collided with the ancient sword, silently, without any momentum of collision.

The two maintained the posture of palm and sword, as if time was frozen at this moment, and the world was silent.

"Crack!"

The breeze blew by, and a crisp crackling sound entered everyone's ears.

What shattered was not Yan San's ancient sword, but Bai Zhantang's... arm!
His arms, like shattered ceramics, peeled off piece by piece. After the arm was shattered, it was his body. Bai Zhantang looked dull and silent, and finally turned into a handful of loess, dissipating between heaven and earth.

One sword, cut the Supreme!
Her red eyes were red, and tears welled up in her eyes. She looked at Yan San, her body trembling.

"Why... why... why are you so stupid!"

Hong's questioning made Wang Hao suddenly realize that Yan San's aura was different from when he got along with him before.

When getting along with each other before, Yan San's aura had a vague feeling of being separated from ordinary people, as if he could cross the ranks of the Supreme at any time.

But now, his aura is already full of mortal aura, without any distraction from divinity.

The holy heart of a saint, all thoughts and thoughts... Saint Martial Realm!

Between becoming a god and becoming a saint, Yan San chose to become a saint.

Yan San turned around, walked in front of Hong, Hong threw herself into his arms regardless of his appearance, and hit Yan San's shoulder like rain with a pair of pink fists.

She bit her lip tightly, unable to say a word in sadness.

Wang Hao is also a little heartbroken. Once he becomes a saint, he will have no chance to enter the ranks of the Supreme in this life, completely cutting off the path to becoming a god.

Yan San, known as the peerless talent of mankind, how could it end like this?

Yan San looked at Wang Hao and said, "Don't be promoted."

Wang Hao nodded heavily. He understood the meaning of Yan San's words. Cultivating martial arts is like building a building. Only when each floor is built firmly can a ten thousand-story tower be built.

He relied on the experience potion to improve his realm. Although it seemed convenient and quick, it left countless hidden dangers. If these hidden dangers were not eliminated, he would choose to be promoted to Lingwu, which would restrict his future achievements.

"The disciple understands."

Yan San didn't say any more, and disappeared with red.

Jingjing walked in front of Wang Hao, looked at the place where Yan San was standing just now, her eyes were full of admiration.

"Master, is that Master?"

"Yes, the Sword Heart Jue you have learned was passed down by Master."

"Master is so handsome! Jingjing will be such a handsome figure as Master in the future!"

"Yes, Jingjing will definitely become such a character."

……

The sun was gradually setting. In a dense forest, there was a cliff. On the top of the cliff, there were two people sitting opposite each other.

There were still tears in her red eyes, she couldn't accept it, couldn't accept the result that Yan San became a saint.

"When you and I met, we were only in Yuanwu realm. You were one of the best geniuses in the sect, but I was a stupid apprentice that even the teacher despised."

Hong fell into the memory, as if seeing her youthful face hundreds of years ago.

"It's you who have been helping me. From Yuanwu to Shenwu, I have been following in your footsteps. If it weren't for your teaching and encouragement, I would not be able to achieve what I am today."

"When you were moved to accept disciples, I once dissuaded you. At that time, you were already at the peak of martial arts, and it was only a matter of time before you were promoted to Supreme."

"But you are eager to love talents, and you don't listen to dissuasion. You told me with a smile, I can teach even a stupid guy like you to the realm of martial arts, no problem."

"After his death, you have a demon in your heart, and you can't get rid of it for a hundred years. I have become the supreme, but you are still struggling."

……

"When I heard from Qianji that you had taken in a new apprentice, I was really happy for you. I thought you had finally come out of the shadows. Unexpectedly, you..."

Yan San didn't interject, and had been quietly listening to Hong's narration, until he heard that Hong stopped talking.

He stretched out his palm and pulled the soft hair on his red forehead to his ears. He looked into his red eyes, and there was no slovenly look on his face, replaced by pure and pure eyes.

"I gave the Qingxin Jade to Hao'er."

One sentence pierced Hong's heart, she panicked and asked hastily: "Why?"

Pure Heart Jade can suppress inner demons, without Pure Heart Jade, what would Yan San do?
"Hao'er, like me, also has inner demons. What's more frightening is that his inner demon is himself. Although he has a high level, he is young and has little experience. If the inner demon develops, it will completely destroy him!"

"But... what do you do?"

Yan San smiled and said, "Without the Pure Heart Jade, the demons of the heart often appear. Only then did I realize that just by suppressing him, I will never be able to get rid of him in my life!"

"Having a mortal heart will give birth to inner demons, and if you want to get rid of the inner demons, you can only use mortal hearts to resist."

"The limit of a mortal is a saint, so I chose sanctification without any regrets."

Hong bit her lips tightly, "But you...are you really willing?"

Warriors practice against the sky in order to climb to a higher peak. After becoming a saint, they cut off the possibility of having a higher achievement.

"Not reconciled!" Yan San said decisively, "Because I am not reconciled, I want to kill the demon!"

"A saint can't become a god? What others can't do doesn't mean I, Yan San, can't do it!"

Hong stared at Yan San foolishly, he exuded confidence all over his body, just like the first time he saw him.

(End of this chapter)