I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 294

Lu Shan looked at the black sword hanging in the air.

The simple and unsophisticated ornamentation appeared little by little on the black body of the sword, exuding a domineering aura through the ornamentation, even the old man Shen Zhengjing avoided it by three points.

Suddenly, a mocking greeting sounded in my mind: "Xiao Shanshan, long time no see!"

Lu Shan's face remained unchanged, and he responded lightly in his mind: "Xiao Hei Hei, I thought you betrayed me?"

Hei Jian laughed and said, "That's right! Isn't betrayal good?"

Lu Shan quietly looked at the black sword that was fading away, and asked, "Is it good? Then why are you back?"

Hei Jian did not answer Lu Shan's rhetorical question, but teased: "Without my sword, you have found a lot of good weapons! That broken copper and rotten iron (steel sword) is broken?"

Lu Shan thought of the fine steel long sword that caused a lot of troubles, and said regretfully, "That sword is quite handy, but it's a bit brittle."

Hei Jian sneered and said, "You say it's crispy when you're done using it up! I said Xiao Shan Shan, you can look for more to see if you can make eighteen swords and practice an eighteen sword array or something!"

Lu Shan smiled and said: "Hehe, it's a good way! But I don't know how to form eighteen sword formations, can you know it, Xiao Heihei? If so, teach me!"

In my mind, one person and one sword are coming and going, and the words are clever, but I forgot the outside situation for a while.

From Duoshuiliu's point of view, the little apprentice has fallen into a strange state of almost sluggishness since the arrival of the savior sword. He couldn't help thinking: "Could it be that he is accepting some kind of inheritance from the savior?"

In the audience, where the circus belongs, there is only one young man.

This young man is none other than Matthew.

At this time, he was staring at the Shura sword in Lu Shan's hand, and a strong desire burst out in his heart: "This sword should be mine, mine! I want, want, want want!"

Lu Shan and Hei Jian were complaining to each other when he suddenly felt a fiery gaze cast on him. He lowered his head and looked down the stage, only to see a pair of evil eyes.

Can't help being slightly taken aback, thinking: "Who is this guy? I haven't seen you before, but you are full of malice towards me?"

Lu Shan glanced at the seat board on the table, and saw that it said "Circus-Ma Xiu Luo".

"The one from the circus? Matthew? I don't know him!"

Lu Shan couldn't help thinking: "Could it be that my sister Dragonfly is right, these guys from the circus want to do something to me, an 'honest countryman'?"

Glancing at Ma Xiuluo coldly, Lu Shan thought to himself: "This is completely unscrupulous! This is the headquarters of the trade union. Even if the spiritual leader of your circus comes here in person, I'm afraid you don't dare to be too crazy!"

However, when he saw Shen Zhengjing who was confronting the president of the trade union in a blink of an eye, Lu Shan felt a little nervous: "Should it? It won't be too crazy, right?"

Ma Xiuluo felt Lu Shan's cold eyes, but his eyes still did not move away from Shura's sword.

Hei Jian's voice sounded in his mind: "Xiao Shanshan, you should learn the art of controlling the sword. That old man claims to be the number one sword fairy in the world, and he is also the number one master of controlling the sword in the world. He still knows how to control the sword."

Lu Shan was taken aback, then looked at Shen Zhengjing again, and thought: "Wow, the name is not small! Maybe I really need to ask about Yujianshu. They say that if you have no talent, you can't practice Yujianshu? Maybe I have no talent. Can you also practice sword control? Who can say for sure!"

Suddenly, Lu Shan felt unable to move.

The domain of the general manager of the trade union has been completely released. Except for a few half-immortal or immortal-level people present, the rest of the people can't move an inch.

Bai Zitang couldn't move anymore, and cursed secretly in his heart: "This shameless old bastard, it's not like that to show off his power, right? My own people should take care of it!"

The general manager of the trade union glanced at Bai Zitang, and there was a kind of beating in his eyes, and then he took a step towards Shen Zhengjing, and said with a smile:

"Old man Shen, come to the union headquarters to do something. Have you lived too long and feel that you have lived enough and want to go for a stroll in the ghost cave?"

Shen Zhengjing quietly looked at this little neighbor boy who was knocked to the ground by himself many years ago and kept crying, and sighed: "Time is not forgiving! You and I are old!"

The general manager of the trade union and Shen Zhengjing have been neighbors since they were young, imitating Shen Zhengjing and talking nonsense in a serious manner:

"Didn't everyone say that the immortal level is thousands of years old? It's only 300 years now, so we're only teenagers!"

Shen Zhengjing didn't take it seriously, and scolded with a smile: "Old man, show some face, you, you are almost buried, and you are still alive for thousands of years!"

When the general manager of the trade union heard the "old stuff", he immediately became unhappy and shouted, "I really want to fight!"

Shen Zhengjing laughed and said: "I'm here to pick up someone, who wants to fight with you, I don't bother to talk to you!"

After a while, Shen Zhengjing went on to say: "To be honest, do you really believe in the theory of longevity and longevity that those people came up with based on strange theories that they don't know where?"

The president of the trade union was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense to me! Lu Shan is the seedling of my trade union. You didn't like it at the beginning, so you can't blame others!"

Shen Zhengjing said indifferently: "Yes, I was mistaken at the beginning, but his talent problem is a big problem after he reaches half-immortal level. Are you sure he can break through the imprisonment of immortal-level talent?"

The general manager of the trade union said with a smile: "It will be five or six years, more than ten years, or even decades later. Maybe there will be a solution by then?"

Shen Zhengjing didn't say anything.

Suddenly, he looked at the motionless Lu Shan, frowning tightly, and felt the threat of his life!
The corner of Lu Shan's mouth twitched into a slight smile, and the swarthy black sword lay in front of him.

... in the mind.

Lu Shan asked with a smile: "Xiao Hei Hei, are you sure what you just said is true?"

Hei Jian chuckled: "Of course it's true, isn't it just to kill a phantom clone of Shen Zhengzheng? It's not the real body! But the condition is also true, the cultivation level is reduced by three levels!"

Lu Shan fell into deep thought...

Duan Shui Liu walked to Lu Shan, patted him on the shoulder lightly, and looked at the salvation sword in front of him.

Lu Shan passed by in a flash, finally able to move, and asked: "Master, can't you fight?"

Duan Shui Liu punched out, and the air was filled with a fast-flowing magical air flow, which relieved the damage of the domain to the building, and said with a smile:
"What are you fighting for? Those two old guys just took the opportunity to beat up the members of other big forces. After playing enough, they will leave the table. Today is your apprentice banquet. Do you really want to go with old man Shen?"

Lu Shan was taken aback, and couldn't help sighing: "There is still such an operation!"

Duan Shui Liu explained with a smile: "After a while, you will know that it is very difficult to fight at the immortal level. Unless it is a duel or to divide life and death, otherwise it is rare to fight. There are too many interests involved by all parties. Shit!"

Lu Shan smiled and understood.

Then he coughed dryly and said with a smile: "It seems that we have to fight early!"

(End of this chapter)