As for Bai Ziqiong, the third master of the Bai family, and Bai Zichang, the sixth master of the Bai family, they were all ordered to kneel at the gate of Qin Yang's practice place day and night.
The entire Bai family was in mourning. They could all see that the old man was determined to make the Bai family a vassal of Qin Yang.
In order to perfect his sword skills, Qin Yang stayed up all night practicing the sword without eating. Bai Shanhe did not dare to disturb him.
In this way, we spent a day and a night at Bai's house.
Bai Shanhe was still reading the documents. Suddenly, he felt a vague force of a knife!
Snap, he immediately pressed the document in his hand on the table and stood up suddenly.
"The direction is...over to the practice room?"
Bai Shanhe took a breath of cold air. With Qin Yang's help, his cultivation level also improved, and he had already reached the level of a great martial arts master.
He also follows the path of a warrior and has great sword skills!
Therefore, he can be said to be more familiar with the power of the Eight Jue Tian Swords than anyone else.
But because of this, he knows better than anyone how difficult it is to practice sword skills and how much effort, sweat, and time it takes.
He obtained the Eight Jue Tian Swords in his twenties, but it took him more than ten years of hard work to master the skills of the swords.
Where is Qin Yang? How long has it been?
He just gave him the wordless sword manual yesterday. He didn't even know if Qin Yang had found a way to make the calligraphy and painting appear on the sword manual. As a result, he had already practiced the sword skills.
He walked out quickly, wanting to confirm it immediately.
After a while, he came to the door of the practice room.
When the sharp and threatening sword force gradually calmed down, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Little friend Qin, can I go in?"
"Old Bai, please come in."
Bai Shanhe pushed open the door and entered. His eyes were fixed on the Tang sword in Qin Yang's hand. The originally dull sword seemed to become more bright and sharp at this moment.
There is a feeling of sharpness!
Bai Shanhe was shocked in his heart: "Little friend Qin, was this the power of your sword just now?"
Qin Yang nodded: "It makes Mr. Bai laugh at his tricks."
Bai Shanhe shook his head in shock: "It's nothing. Qin Xiaoyou has mastered sword skills in just one day, which puts the old man to shame."
He said this sincerely, without any falsehood.
People's talents are really different. He felt like he had been living like a dog for decades.
Qin Yang sighed: "It's a pity that I can only barely concentrate the power of the sword, and I can't explode for a long time."
Bai Shanhe smiled bitterly and said: "My friend, don't say any more, I feel like I don't have the shame to use this set of sword skills."
As he said this, Bai Shanhe felt a little itchy. His feeling just now was not clear enough. Now that he is here, he wants to personally verify how powerful Qin Yang's sword is.
"Little friend Qin, would you like to have a discussion? Just a simple clash of swords!"
When Qin Yang heard this, his expression moved slightly, and he nodded immediately: "I can't help but ask Mr. Bai for advice!"
Bai Shanhe smiled heartily: "How am I qualified to advise you? Qin Xiaoyou, be careful. Although I can lower the power of the sword, I have the advantage of age after all."
Qin Yang disagreed and said: "Lao Bai just uses his sword!"
"Okay, then I'm coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Shanhe let out a deep shout, and the long sword on his waist suddenly unsheathed, and at the same time he slashed out with a terrifying sword force, bringing with it a wind-shaped blade!
Qin Yang also slashed out with his sword, and the sword flew away with a whistling wind, faintly carrying a golden edge.
boom!
A crackling sound resounded, and the walls on both sides were struck by swords and collapsed.