This middle-aged man looks like an ordinary person who doesn't practice martial arts, and he is obviously a grandmaster who has reached the realm of returning to the basics.

Wang Ke glanced left and right, then stretched out his finger and pointed at the tip of his nose, opened his mouth wide, and looked at the man in confusion.

"Are you talking to me? ”

The smile on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth looked a little playful: "What's the matter, the head of the dignified Yan Huang Sect, doesn't he even dare to report his real name?"

Wang Ke blinked innocently and said, "It's really not Wang Ke in the next place, Your Excellency must have recognized the wrong person." ”

"Hehe, you're not Wang Ke, so why do you look so similar to him, and your cultivation is also innate median?"

As he spoke, the man took out a piece of paper from his bosom, stretched out his hand and shook it, and the picture on it was exactly what Wang Ke looked like.

Seeing him take out his portrait, Wang Ke was even more sure that this person had bad intentions, so he scratched his head, pretended to be inexplicable and said: "Yes, I heard Senior Brother Hua say that he is very similar to me, and I am also very puzzled, so I also want to ask him about it, maybe he is my long-lost brother." ”

"Senior Brother Hua, long-lost brother?" the man looked at Wang Ke suspiciously.

Wang Ke arched his hand to the man and said: "In the burial of Jianhu Moyang, my parents died when I was a child, and I was adopted by my master, but I only remember that there is a younger brother who is exiled and has never heard from him. A few days ago, I heard what my senior brother Hua Ling said, Wang Ke, the head of the Yanhuang Sect, looked similar to me, so I came to Daqin to look for him, but he was not in the sect, and I heard that he came to Lanke Temple, so he chased him all the way. ”

What he said was very serious, and the name of the person he deceived was also the name of the ancient famous sword, which was exactly the same as the naming style of the disciples of the Burial Sword Lake.

Moreover, the burial sword lake is still white, and Hua Ling's name is Baiyi Shengxue, which just plugs all the loopholes.

"I don't believe you dare to provoke the Sword Sect!" Wang Ke said secretly in his heart.

Sure enough, a trace of doubt flashed in the man's eyes, and he asked, "Are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"

"Exactly. Wang Ke said.

"Bring me the token of the Burial Sword Lake, and I will believe your words. The man said.

Wang Ke didn't have any tokens, but it didn't bother him, he clenched Ziyao in his hand and said in a deep voice: "My sword is my token!"

Before, he dressed himself up as a simple and honest young man, but when he held the hilt of the Ziyao sword at his waist, his momentum suddenly changed, like a long sword about to be unsheathed, and his edge was revealed.

If it weren't for the swordsmanship reaching a certain level, it would not be possible to have this kind of momentum, and since Wang Ke learned the Dugu Nine Swords, he has stepped into the first layer of swordsmanship, and the unity of human and sword is naturally not a problem.

The man's eyes shrank slightly, but he didn't fully believe his words, after all, the matter of Wang Kejian's victory over Hua Ling had already spread in the rivers and lakes, and simply showing the momentum of the unity of man and sword could not prove anything.

"In that case, then you will stab me with a sword, and if it is the sword of the Burial Sword Lake, I will believe you. The man said.

Wang Ke shook his head and said, "Master has a saying, my sword will see blood when it comes out of the sheath, otherwise it will not be easy to come out of the sword, I have not hurt your confidence." ”

Wang Ke naturally didn't dare to show the Ziyao Sword, otherwise it would be tantamount to not making a self-confession.

There are also long-lost brothers who are similar in appearance as an excuse, and it can be inferred that the two cases are similar in clothing if they are dressed the same, but no matter how similar the weapons are, there is no excuse.

"It's a good vision, but you don't have a choice. The man said.

"It seems that I have to make a move, but before I do so, I will ask your Excellency for your name. Wang Ke said.

"Luo Leisheng. The man said lightly.

Wang Ke has heard this name, one of the six hall masters of the Xituo Holy Sect, in charge of the Ruijin Palace, the people of the rivers and lakes are called the Holy Hand Layman, and he has been a grandmaster for more than ten years.

He didn't expect the reaction of the Xituo Holy Sect to be so fast, ready to intercept and kill him on the path he had to pass, as long as he died, the so-called alliance with Zixiao Mountain and Lanke Temple would no longer exist.

However, Wang Ke didn't show any expression on his face, he just bowed and said, "It turned out to be Grandmaster Xituo Holy Sect Luo, and I wrote it down below." ”

"Draw your sword. Luo Leisheng put his hands behind his back and said proudly.

The conversation between the two has attracted a lot of onlookers, especially after they have reported their homes to each other, and even those who have already boarded the boat have come down again.

This is a confrontation between the disciples of the Sword Sect and the Sect Master of Xituo, especially this Moyang Jun and Wang Ke, the protagonist of the hot topic in the rivers and lakes, may also be a long-lost brother, which has aroused everyone's interest.

When they heard that the disciples of the Sword Sect were going to use swordsmanship to prove their identities, they were more like they had been beaten with chicken blood. If it weren't for the Grandmaster in front of him, I'm afraid he would have screamed and cheered a long time ago.

Among them, the most excited was a girl with a sword, her face was a little red because of excitement, she pulled the sleeve of the young man next to her, and kept talking.

"Wow, second brother, that's a grandmaster, it's the first time I've seen it. And that Sword Sect disciple, he's so handsome!"

Her second brother felt that he had never been so embarrassed, so he hurriedly turned his head to the side and pretended not to know her, and kept tugging back at the sleeve of his shirt that she had grabbed.

The girl tugged at his sleeve and shouted, "Second brother, look, the disciples of the Sword Sect are coming to us!"

The young man hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that Wang Ke did not draw his sword at Luo Leisheng, but walked towards them, and he was surprised in his heart.

Wang Ke came to them and bowed slightly, "This woman, can you lend me your sword?"

The young man was afraid that borrowing the sword would cause Luo Leisheng's dissatisfaction, so he was about to refuse, but he heard the girl say, "Do you want to use my sword?"

Wang Ke took the sword, smiled at her, and said, "Thank you." ”

As soon as he turned around, the girl suddenly said, "Hero, why don't I hold the sword for you?"

"As a swordsman, the sword never leaves the body. Wang Ke turned around and said.

The girl muttered, "Then you still ask me to borrow a sword......

"You're not a swordsman, so you don't have to. Wang Ke smiled.

"Who said no, I'm very good at swordsmanship. The girl pouted unconvinced, then waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, you go to fight, stingy!"

Wang Ke smiled, returned to Luo Leisheng, pulled out the girl's long sword, made a swordsman salute, and said, "Grandmaster Luo, please advise." ”

"Get out of your sword. Luo Leisheng said again.

Wang Ke's eyes lit up, and suddenly the sword of the man was united, and the whole person merged into the sword light, and stabbed towards Luo Leisheng.

This sword is fast and fierce, the wind and clouds change color, the heavens and the earth are moved, and it seems that there is only this sword left in the universe, and nothing can stop it.

Luo Leisheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately recognized this sword technique that changed the color of the wind and clouds, which was the most proud sword technique of the Sword Sect.

There is no match, there is no pair, the wind and the cloud are a sword!(To be continued.) )