Chapter 1066: The Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect has become a common sight

Not long after the old man left, Wang Qiang and Wang Fatty came out of the viewing room.

At this time, Fatty Wang was a little different from usual. Normally Fatty Wang always had a humble look on his face.

At this time, Fatty Wang had a proud look on his face.

His hands were behind his back and he was looking at the road with his nostrils.

The outsider could tell at a glance that Fatty Wang had obtained some kind of good item and was extremely proud of it.

When Fatty Wang appeared outside the store, someone familiar with Fatty Wang stopped him.

"Fat man, something is wrong. Why do you look like this? Did you get any benefits?"

When Fatty Wang heard this, he stopped walking towards his small courtyard.

"Hehe. There's no benefit. No, don't talk nonsense."

Fatty Wang quickly shook his head and denied.

But the proud look on his face was even more obvious.

The nostrils almost pointed upward.

If Fatty Wang had a tail, it would be raised to the sky at this time.

"I'm telling you, Fatty, you look at the road with your nostrils. Even a fool can see how proud you are."

However, before outsiders could question him, Wang Jinghui, who was wrapped around Fatty Wang's wrist, spoke disdainfully.

As a master, I am good at everything except being able to show off.

Let's just pretend to be cool, but his ability to show off is actually better than mine.

This won't work.

Now that he saw him pretending to be cool again, he felt unhappy and immediately came out to expose the fat man.

Fatty Wang, that's a black line at one end, you're not my demon pet anymore.

How dare you go against your master? It's so unreasonable.

"I said, Jing Hui, how do you turn your elbows outward? I am your master.

Don't think that because your strength has improved, you can arrange random arrangements for your master, and your appetite will be halved in the future. "

Fatty Wang said fiercely.

"Gaga. What we are telling you is the truth!"

Wang Jinghui didn't care at all, he knew that Fatty Wang was reluctant to go hungry.

So he is confident.

Others are not easy to fool. If even a three-year-old kid like Fatty Wang can't fool him, how can he fool an acquaintance who knows Fatty Wang well?

"Fat man, don't get carried away there. Tell me what martial arts skills you learned in the viewing room?"

This person knew that Fatty Wang had entered the viewing room early this morning, and he was sure that Fatty Wang must have learned some martial arts skills in the viewing room.

Why is this fat man so lucky? He can learn martial arts in the viewing room every month.

But I only realized some painless martial arts.

"hey-hey."

Fatty Wang chuckled and did not answer the man's words.

Instead, he slowly raised his hand and pointed toward the empty space.

"Shua!!"

In an instant, where Fatty Wang pointed, a dense aura of sword light transformed from aura appeared.

These spiritual energy sword lights followed Fatty Wang's fingers and flew towards the void.

In the blink of an eye, these spiritual energy sword lights disappeared into the void, and they didn't know where they went.

"Ah. This is, this is!"

Many people saw Fatty Wang's move, and they all recognized Fatty Wang's move.

Because many people have performed, and those who have performed are all big guys.

Either the sect leader or the elder.

There are also some talented young people who have also performed in public.

So they are very familiar with this trick.

None of them expected that Fatty Wang, who had mediocre cultivation talent, could actually comprehend this martial skill.

This is something no one expected.

"Haha. Yes, this is Wan Jian Guizong."

Fatty Wang burst out laughing, not to mention how happy he felt at this moment.

"Fat man, you can actually understand Wanjian Guizong?"

Many people who are familiar with Fatty Wang cannot believe all this.

They all wiped their eyes to see if the person in front of them was Fatty Wang.

After wiping their eyes several times, they were sure that this person was Fatty Wang.

When Fatty Wang heard everyone's words and saw everyone's questioning eyes, he became uneasy.

"Damn it, why can't I understand Wan Jian Guizong, Fatty?"

Fatty Wang was very unconvinced. Why couldn't he understand Wanjian Guizong?

Besides, is it difficult to understand Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect? Isn’t it just a matter of having brains and eyes?

Sigh. These people must be envious. No, they are jealous of Fatty.

"Sigh. Now the Wanjian Guizong has become a bad street. Even fat people have learned it."

Many people shook their heads and smiled bitterly, although Fatty Wang had already mastered many martial arts skills in the viewing room.

But Fatty Wang can understand such awesome martial arts as Wan Jian Guizong.

Doesn’t this mean that everyone can understand the return of Wan Jian to the clan in the future?

"Haha. Just be jealous, be as jealous as you like!"

Fatty Wang looked at everyone with an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred, which was so satisfying.

Just at this time, Tantai Junfeng walked over with his hands behind his back and Ba Ye steps.

Fatty Wang saw Tantai Junfeng's appearance and knew that he must have also learned some martial arts in the viewing room.

After all, the two of them entered the viewing room together.

Now that Tantai Junfeng looks like this, he is definitely the same as him.

"Haha. Brother, you came out. Did you gain anything?" Fatty Wang immediately greeted him.

Tan Tai Jun Feng smiled slightly and said slowly: "I have gained a little, but not as much as you, brother."

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After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

But his self-satisfied expression has never changed from beginning to end.

"Duke Wen, what martial arts did you comprehend in the viewing room?"

At this time, some people came to ask, Tan Tai Jun Feng is a duke canonized by the Holy Court, they dare not neglect him.

"Hehe. It's just the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Sword 21."

Tan Tai Jun Feng said calmly, and his proud face suddenly became humble.

Just this change in his eyes, just this pretentious skill, I don't know how many times more advanced than Wang Pangzi's proud expression.

"Ah. Sword 21. Still. That's it?"

After hearing this, everyone was very surprised at first, and then they were full of admiration.

This Duke of the State learned martial arts in the viewing room for the first time.

But in this first time, he actually learned the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

This. This. This luck is also extremely against the sky.

The most important thing is that he is so low-key and humble, although these low-key and humble are just for showing off.

But you can't deny that he is humble on the surface.

"As expected of a Duke of the State, he is so low-key even when showing off." Everyone raised their thumbs.

"Alas. If I can have a viewing card, it would be great. With my talent, what Sword Twenty-three, what Maha Wuliang, are all no problem."

A young man looked at the curled Fatty Wang and Tan Tai Junfeng with envy, and said sourly.

"As for you. Go back and take a shower."

Soon his acquaintances shattered his unrealistic idea.