Are you sure you won't blame me if I chew off the Langcang Sword? The fat man said again with certainty.

Um!

Wang Changsheng's face darkened and he nodded solemnly.

No, you promise!

The fat man said again.

Wang Changsheng:...

Wang Changsheng was puzzled, was he so unreliable? Was he so untrustworthy?

I promise! Wang Changsheng gritted his teeth and said: As long as you, a fat man like you, break the Langcang Sword, I will never hold you responsible!

You can't beat me!

The fat man didn't forget to add another sentence.

I won’t beat you! Wang Changsheng gritted his teeth and looked at the fat man.

good!

After hearing Wang Changsheng's assurance, the fat man immediately shouted, with an excited look in his eyes.

After hearing the news about Langcang Sword spread, Fatty couldn't help but have thoughts about Langcang Sword.

However, thinking about Wang Changsheng's strength, and considering that Wang Changsheng was originally a lone ranger and would not have any worries about taking action, Fatty retreated to the next best thing and chose the national policy of the ancient August Kingdom.

Because the technique that Fatty practices is a bit weird, it is not based on the usual practice of absorbing spiritual energy, but relies on swallowing magic weapons. The higher the grade of the swallowing magic weapon, the faster the training speed.

It was precisely because of the magic that Fatty made his teeth into quasi-Tao tools one by one!

It can be said that all the fat man's accumulation over the years has been put on this set of teeth.

Every tooth is a quasi-Taoist weapon. If other monks knew about it, I don’t know how they would scold Fatty. After all, Fatty’s behavior is such a waste of natural resources!

After breaking through to the middle stage of Yuanying, Fatty found that even if he chewed a complete quasi-Dao weapon, his cultivation speed was very slow. For someone like Fatty, who had cultivated to the middle stage of Yuanying within a hundred years, of course he couldn't bear this.

A kind of cultivation speed.

Therefore, the fat man's eyes were focused on the Taoist tools.

After thinking about it and weighing the well-known Taoist weapons in the Mighty Heaven Realm, Fatty set his sights on national policy.

Because, in the ancient country of Augustus, not only the royal family can control national policies, but also the Sifan family can mobilize national policies. The Sifan family are ordinary people. Fatty has already thought of a way.

Who would have thought that when Wang Changsheng and Odin Human Emperor would take action, Fatty would encounter a golden opportunity.

Seeing Wang Changsheng give him the Langcang Sword to chew on, the fat man was also excited, so he told Wang Changsheng some of his situation. Of course, the fat man did not tell him the secret of his technique.

After taking a bite of the national policy, as long as the fat man is given time to refine, it will definitely not be a big problem to break through to the late stage of Nascent Soul.

If he takes another bite of Langcang Sword, or even takes a few more bites, Fatty will definitely reach the peak, and it is not impossible.

Temptation, huge temptation!

Um?

However, when the fat man wanted to pick up the Langcang Sword, he found that he put his hands on the Langcang Sword. No matter how hard he tried, the Langcang Sword did not move at all and was still lying quietly on the wooden table.

Seeing Wang Changsheng's half-smiling expression, Fatty immediately understood that he had been tricked by Wang Changsheng.

I said, brother, are you being unreasonable? The fat man said with a smile: If you let me take a bite, you have to take back the power of the Taoist weapon!

The national policy has not taken back the power of the Taoist weapon, so you took a bite! Wang Changsheng said with a smile: What's more, you have trouble even picking it up, and you still want to take a bite!

Seeing Wang Changsheng's sarcasm, the fat man was a little angry, but he was a little reluctant to let him give up chewing the Langcang sword.

Finally, the fat man said directly: Huh, if you don’t pick it up, I can still chew it!

As he said that, the fat man really gave up picking up the Langcang Sword. Instead, he lowered his head, stretched out his mouth, exposed his big gold teeth, and chewed directly on the Langcang Sword.

Wang Changsheng didn't know how heavy the Langcang Sword was. Wang Changsheng only knew that ordinary monks really couldn't move the Langcang Sword, and a fat man certainly couldn't move it either.

Ding ding ding...

While Wang Changsheng was thinking, suddenly, a series of sounds of golden swords reached Wang Changsheng's ears, and Wang Changsheng faintly saw sparks bursting out.

Ouch...

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream.

You've measured enough, your toes...what the hell...

The fat man covered his mouth and made inarticulate sounds. Wang Changsheng did not care about what the words came out of the fat man's mouth.

Wang Changsheng directly picked up the Langcang Sword on the table and frowned.

Um?

Looking at the Langcang sword, although there was no gap bitten by the fat man, there was a shallow mark left on the Langcang sword. The mark was so shallow that if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it clearly.

The key is that with such shallow marks, even the rust on Langcang's sword has not been bitten off.

Is it so hard...

Wang Changsheng was also confused.

With one bite from the fat man, even a gap in the national policy was bitten off. Every tooth in the fat man's mouth was of the quasi-Taoist level. However, the Langcang Sword could be said to be unscathed. No wonder Wang Changsheng also found it strange.

Looking at Langcang Sword for half a stick of incense, he found that Langcang Sword was indeed unscathed, and Wang Changsheng couldn't help but sigh.

Hey... it's too hard, how could this happen...

Wang Changsheng glanced at the fat man who was still covering his mouth and said jokingly.

Fatty:...

At this moment, the fat man had mixed feelings in his heart. He heard Wang Changsheng's sarcasm, but what could he do?

I couldn't even eat the magical artifacts delivered to my door.

Damn...

The fat man let go of his hand and spread it out, revealing a golden tooth.

Forehead...

Looking at the teeth in his hand and the traces of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, Wang Changsheng was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Otherwise...Wang Changsheng looked at the fat man and said with some embarrassment: Fatty, will you give me your teeth?

After finishing speaking, Wang Changsheng looked at the fat man, and the fat man also looked at Wang Changsheng, looking at each other in confusion!

Wang Changsheng:...

Fatty:...

Each of the fat man's teeth is at the level of a quasi-Taoist weapon. If a pair of good teeth are put together, even a piece of the Taoist tool can break off.

It’s definitely good stuff!

roll!

The fat man looked at Wang Changsheng and finally understood what he was saying.

This is a quasi-Taoist weapon. Even if it collapses, Fatty can just refine it directly.

Regardless of the category, as long as it is a quasi-Dao weapon, it is very precious in the Mighty Heaven Realm. Even many peak-level experts cannot produce quasi-Dao weapons.

Otherwise, Langcang Sword will bite you again... Wang Changsheng said: Will I exchange teeth with you?

Snap!

The fat man slapped the table hard, which shocked the monks around him and all focused their attention on the fat man.
Chapter completed!