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Chapter 421 Nine Kinds of Martial Intent (Part [-])
"Move your chopsticks quickly, the meat won't taste good if it's overcooked!"

Holding a big black pot in one hand and following the Seven Killers as they moved, Tian Hao greeted them.

Since people have worked so hard and come all the way to support, it is natural to entertain them well.

Just looking at the horse meat hot pot in front of them, and looking at the fierce battle outside, Lu Xiaofeng and the others felt that they were not well.

Fortunately, they thought that they were fighting hard here, and those who ate shit and drank urine might be surrounded and killed at any time, but who would have thought that their small life would be so comfortable.

They can even eat hot pot, the aroma makes them a little bit greedy.

Is this a war?
Is this being besieged by millions of armies?

Although there is often a gap between imagination and reality, the gap is too big, which makes people want to collapse their three views.

"It's Yan who caused trouble for Tian Daxia, so he should punish himself with three cups."

The forthright Yan Nantian was the first to come back to his senses, picked up the wine bag on his waist, and used his skill to guide the wine into a bowl shape, and drank three bowls in a row as an apology.

He thought it was wrong before, and he came here to support, but who would have thought it would cause trouble for others.

"Hero Yan, you are not authentic, you can enjoy such fine wine all to yourself!"

Smelling the tempting aroma of the wine, Lu Xiaofeng complained.

Take out good wine in front of yourself, but don't share a little, you are torturing people!

"When you go back, Yan will send you a jar!"

Dazed for a moment, Yan Nantian laughed loudly.

He was used to drinking from a big bowl, so much so that he forgot that he had limited drinks.

"A word is settled!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

His eyes lit up, and Lu Xiaofeng smiled with satisfaction.

If it was other people's wine, he would not be rare, but the wine of the hero Yan Nantian is a rare thing, and it is of great significance.

"This horse has a lot of muscle. You can tell it's a good horse at first glance. It's a pity!"

Picking up a pair of bone chopsticks, he picked up a piece of rolled up horse meat in the pot and swallowed it without fear of being scalded. Feeling the chewiness of the horse meat, Lu Xiaofeng was both satisfied and sighed.

"It's indeed a pity, but there are so many of these things in the hands of foreigners in the grassland, it won't be a pity to snatch them all in the future."

While fishing for meat to eat, he said, Tian Hao felt very sorry.

Horses, especially war horses, are rare in the countries of the Central Plains, mainly because there is no suitable grassland to support them.

But there are countless of these things in the hands of foreign races in the grassland. Even where they are food, they are all raised in groups.

There are even countless herds of wild horses, whoever catches them is the one.

Just like the food grown by the Central Plains people, countless weak horses are eaten every year.

The same is true for cattle. That thing is a treasure in the Central Plains, but the foreigners in the grassland do not farm land. They raise cattle purely for drinking milk and eating beef.

Because of this, the foreign race in the grassland can easily form hundreds of thousands or even millions of cavalry, and most of them are equipped with one person and two cavalry, or even one person with three cavalry and four cavalry.

There is no way, this is the difference of race and culture, envy cannot come.

"Hero Tian has great ambition!"

In awe, Lu Xiaofeng also knows the ferocity of the alien race in the grassland, but he is helpless. Now that a strong man like Tian Hao appears, it will definitely change the passive situation of the countries in the Central Plains when they face the alien race in the grassland.

"One knife, and then cut a horse's leg!"

After scooping up the chopsticks in the pot, Tian Hao greeted Gui Hai, who was slashing people outside with a knife.

After a while, Guihai Yidao wrapped a horse's leg with his own true energy and pierced through the bloody evil energy, and swung the knife to slice the bloodshot horse's leg into slices as thin as cicada's wings and threw it into the pot.

After doing all this, he continued to chop people with that paralyzed face.

During this period of time, he had killed a lot of people, and he had accumulated a lot of murderous intent. He was transforming into a murderous intent, so he had to work harder.

"Is he suppressing his sword intent?"

Ding Peng, who had been speechless all this time, opened his mouth, his eyes fixed on Gui Hai's knife.

He sensed two sword intents from Guihai Yidao, but the opponent seemed to suppress them, and he didn't even use them in battle.

"He is comprehending the fourth martial arts will, and he must first suppress the martial arts will that he comprehended before, otherwise he will not be able to comprehend it."

A casual commentary, Tian Hao continued to scoop up meat to eat, and at the same time continued to heat the soup with Zhiyang Jinxia Qi.

Guihai Yidao's knife skill is undeniable. Even without the aid of freezing, he can cut meat into thin slices with a thickness of one millimeter, and the thickness is even.

Just one word, cow!

It's just that these words brought a great shock to Lu Xiaofeng and the others. One must know that the will of martial arts is extremely difficult to comprehend, and martial artists who can comprehend one will have to burn incense.

In the entire martial arts world of the Western Ming Kingdom, no more than one hundred people have comprehended the will of martial arts, and all of them are of one kind.

There are very few people who can comprehend the two, and the known one is Dugu Yihe, the father-in-law who was stabbed to death by Ximen Chuuxue.

That is already a very good character, whoever wants to meet a more fierce one now is beginning to comprehend the fourth martial arts will.

Didn't it mean that the martial arts in Nanming Kingdom were suppressed by the imperial court?

"How many martial arts wills have you comprehended?"

Ye Gucheng, who was feeling sad about the sword, suddenly asked.

He didn't forget what Ye Dian said last time, this guy has a lot of martial arts will.

"Not many, not many, until now there are only nine kinds!"

Smiling modestly, Tian Hao said that these were all tricks, but that appearance made Ye Gucheng want to stab someone.

The others also felt that the whole person was not well, and some regretted coming to see this guy.

"Their sword intent is not right!"

Yan Shisan opened his mouth, his eyes fixed on the Seven Killers.

As a killer with ancestral skills, he is very familiar with the killing intent of the sword, and the swordsmanship and sword intent possessed by the Seven Killing Army are also killing.

It's just that unlike the life-threatening swordsmanship that is aimed at a single strong person, the opponent's swordsmanship and sword intent are more suitable for mowing grass on the battlefield.

"Brother Yan has good eyesight, the original killing sword intent of the Seven Killing Army was born out of my cleverness, and it is indeed somewhat different from the one I comprehended independently, lacking the necessary foundation.

But it's not a big problem, I have separated the killing nature and purified the pure sword intent. After this battle, let them practice and comprehend for a period of time, and then they can comprehend their own sword intent based on the instant sword intent.

At that time, it would be considered waste to use the sword intent into the Seven Kills War Sword to shape it into a magic weapon. "

Frankly speaking about his own plan, Tian Hao is very optimistic about these people, if the plan is right, they all have the opportunity to become his own.

Their Huashan faction needs such talents!

"Can it be done like this?"

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, and immediately looked at the Seven Killers who were chasing after those grassland alien races, thoughtfully.

He also noticed something weird before, those Seven Killers were not only tall and scary, but also had sharp swordsmanship.

I didn't think much about it before, but now it seems that it is the result of the blessing of the sword.

And the sword intent is a powerful force that can be equal to the innate realm fighters, that is to say, the Seven Killers themselves are comparable to the existence of the innate realm powerhouses, coupled with an indestructible armor and an indestructible sword, there is really no solution. No wonder he dared to confront millions of alien troops.

But what is even more terrifying is that Huashan Reckless Sword!

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(The Seven Killing Army finally took shape!)
(End of this chapter)