"Are you sure I gnawed off the Langcang Sword, you won't blame me?" the fat man said with certainty again.

"Hmm!"

Wang Changsheng's face turned dark and nodded solemnly.

"No, you promise!"

The fat man said again.

Wang Changsheng: "..."

Wang Changsheng wondered, is he so unreliable?

"I promise!" Wang Changsheng gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you, a dead fat man, gnawed the Langcang Sword, I will definitely not hold you responsible!"

"Can't beat me!"

The fat man didn't forget to add.

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

"Good!"

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

After hearing the news of the Langcang Sword, the fat man couldn't help but have thoughts about the Langcang Sword.

However, thinking of Wang Changsheng's strength, and then thinking that Wang Changsheng was originally a lone ranger, and he would not have any worries about making a move, the fat man retreated to the second best thing and chose the national policy of the ancient kingdom of Augustus.

Because the magic method cultivated by the fat man is a little weird, he does not cultivate according to the usual absorption of spiritual energy, but relies on the devouring magic weapon to cultivate, and the higher the grade of the devouring magic weapon, the faster the cultivation speed.

It is precisely because of the magic that the fat man has turned his teeth into quasi-dao weapons one by one!

It can be said that for so many years, the accumulation of fat people has been put on this mouthful of teeth.

Every tooth is a quasi-weapon, if other monks know, I don't know how they will scold the fat man, after all, the fat man's approach is too tyrannical!

After breaking through to the middle Yuan Infant realm, the fat man found that even if he gnawed a complete quasi-dao weapon, his cultivation speed was very slow, for the fat man, he had cultivated to the middle Yuan Infant realm within a hundred years, of course, he couldn't stand this cultivation speed.

Therefore, the fat man's gaze is on the Taoist device.

After thinking about it, he measured the well-known Dao weapons of the Weitian Realm, and the fat man set his sights on the national policy.

Because, in the ancient kingdom of Augustus, not only the royal family can control the national policy, but also the Sifan line, which can mobilize the national policy, and the Sifan line is some ordinary people, and the fat man has already thought of a way.

Who would have thought that if Wang Changsheng and Emperor Odin would make a move, the fat man would encounter a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Seeing Wang Changsheng gnaw the Langcang Sword to himself, the fat man was also excited, so he told Wang Changsheng some of his own situation, of course, the secret of his own spell, the fat man did not say.

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

If you bite the Langcang Sword again, or even bite a few more, the fat man will definitely hit the peak realm, and it is not impossible.

Temptation, great temptation!

"Huh?"

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.

Looking at Wang Changsheng's smiling expression, the fat man suddenly understood that he had been tricked by Wang Changsheng.

"I said brother, you're not authentic, right?" the fat man said with a sneer: "You let me take two bites, and you have to take back the power of the Dao weapon!"

"The national policy has not withdrawn the power of the Dao weapon, it is not that you have bitten it!" Wang Changsheng said with a smile: "What's more, it is a problem for you to even pick it up, and you still want to take a bite!"

Seeing Wang Changsheng's ridicule, the fat man was also a little annoyed, but when he gave up gnawing the Langcang Sword, the fat man was a little reluctant.

In the end, the fat man said directly: "Hmph, if you don't pick it up, I can still gnaw it!"

As he spoke, the fat man really gave up picking up the Langcang Sword, but lowered his head, stretched out his mouth, revealed a mouthful of big gold teeth, and gnawed directly at the Langcang Sword.

How heavy the Langcang Sword is, Wang Changsheng doesn't know, Wang Changsheng only knows that ordinary monks really can't move the Langcang Sword, and the fat man definitely can't move it.

Ding Ding Ding...

Wang Changsheng was thinking about it, and suddenly, a series of golden sounds came into Wang Changsheng's ears, and Wang Changsheng faintly saw a spark burst out.

"Ouch hey..."

Immediately after, there was a scream.

"You've measured enough, toes... What the hell..."

The fat man covered his mouth, and his mouth made a slurred sound, and Wang Changsheng didn't care about what came out of the fat man's mouth.

Wang Changsheng directly picked up the Langcang Sword on the table, his brows furrowed.

"Huh?"

Looking at the Langcang Sword, although it was not bitten out of the gap by the fat man, but on the Langcang Sword, a shallow trace was left, and the trace was very shallow, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it clearly at all.

The point is that with such a shallow trace, the rust on the sword of Lian Langcang has not been bitten off.

"Is there anything so hard..."

Wang Changsheng was also puzzled.

Under the fat man's mouthful, even the national focus was bitten off a gap, and the teeth in the fat man's mouth, each of them was at the level of a quasi-dao weapon, but the Langcang Sword could be said to be unscathed, and it was no wonder that Wang Changsheng also felt weird.

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

"Hey.. It's so hard, how can I get it..."

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

Fat Man: "..."

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

I can't eat the magic utensils delivered to the door.

"it.."

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

"Uh..."

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

"Or..."Wang Changsheng looked at the fat man, and said with some embarrassment: "Fat man, 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!

Wang Changsheng: "..."

Fat Man: "..."

Every tooth of the fat man is a quasi-Dao device-level existence, and when a good tooth is put together, even the Dao device can collapse a piece.

Definitely a good thing!

"Get out!"

The fat man looked at Wang Changsheng, and the words in his mouth were finally clear.

This is a quasi-dao weapon, even if it collapses, the fat man can refine it directly.

No matter what category, as long as it is a quasi-dao weapon, it is a very precious existence in the Weitian Realm, and even many peak realm powerhouses can't take out the quasi-dao weapon.

"Or, Langcang Sword will give you another bite..."Wang Changsheng said: "Swap teeth with you?"

"Smack!"

The fat man slapped the table hard, startling the monks around him, and all eyes were on the fat man.

"Can I bite hard?" The fat man turned to Wang Changsheng, opened his mouth, pointed to the piece of his tooth that was shattered, a gap was exposed, and said loudly: "Do you want me to break down again?"