Tang Ye then flipped through the first page, looking at the pattern on the album, he took out the black iron sword [Fortune Sword], got up and walked out of the tent, and began to practice outside the tent.

Pisley looked at the swordsmanship that Tang Ye practiced, and he couldn't help but nod secretly as a swordsmanship master.

This Tang Ye is not only talented, but this set of swordsmanship is also quite profound, and if he practices well, he may be able to challenge a sixth-level powerhouse like him.

Of course, at most, it is evenly matched, and if you want to defeat the powerhouse of the sixth rank, it is still far from the present.

Before the time came to night, most of the soldiers had rested, but Pisley was still sitting cross-legged on a boulder, looking at the hole not far away, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

He didn't say that he was absolutely sure that the enemy would come up tonight, and the reason why he felt that the other party had a high probability of appearing was mainly because of the horror on the faces of the group of soldiers he saw before leaving.

In such a frightened situation, the best way to deal with it is to give the soldiers certain tasks to divert their attention from the panic.

Now they must have known that he and Tang Ye had left, so it was very likely that they would take advantage of this time to appear and use the killing intent to offset the panic in their hearts.

Of course, what Tang Ye thought also made some sense, even if the enemy didn't make a move tonight, it was understandable that he wouldn't dare to act rashly.

Tang Ye was still practicing swordsmanship, although he had only slept for six hours before, but now he had practiced swordsmanship for three or four hours, but he still didn't show a trace of fatigue.

It's like those fast-charging phones, which only take an hour to charge, but can be used continuously for hours under high load.

The practice of these few hours still has a certain effect, and Tang Ye has basically mastered the use of "One Finger Blue Sky". It's just a matter of proficiency.

He put away his sword, looked at Pisley and said, "Do you want to come and practice?" ”

The corners of Pisley's mouth hooked slightly: "Are you sure?" ”

"Sure." Tang Ye smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Pisley got up from the boulder, but did not jump off the boulder, but stretched out a finger to Tang Ye and hooked it, and said:

"What you've just practiced is the damage caused by throwing a sword. I can feel that the power of this sword of concentration is indeed good. However, this trick alone is obviously not enough, because it is easy to be dodged.

"In addition to increasing the strength of this sword, you also need to improve its accuracy. But I won't dodge in the face of your sword, I also want to see how powerful this sword is, if it's strong, I also want to learn it. ”

Tang Ye nodded to indicate that he had been taught. He didn't intend to test the power of this sword, he just wanted to get the other party's teaching, and he got some gains before he started, which naturally made him very satisfied.

"Then you're welcome. Be careful! Tang Ye let out a low snort, and the [Fortune Sword] in his hand suddenly burst out like a black cannon, rushing straight towards Pisley's face.

However, Pisli did not dodge or dodge, stretched out his right hand, turned his head away, not only dodged the attack, but also directly grabbed the hilt of the black sword, and steadily stopped the figure of the black sword.

However, Tang Ye noticed that Piasley's arm was driven by the black sword to turn a few centimeters, and it was obviously so powerful that even Piasley couldn't control it firmly.

"Yes, in terms of strength, it is already able to pose a certain threat to me."