Shen Lang held the bow arm with one hand and weighed it, feeling that the bow weighed no less than forty kilograms.
It is about 1.6 meters long in the strung state. The middle part of the bow arm is dark in color, and the texture looks like some kind of wood. It has a bud-yellow color and is as delicate as jade. The corners are densely wrapped with a layer of light gold filaments.
At both ends of the bow arms, there is a one-and-a-half-foot-long metal structure, shaped like a wild goose feather, with a blade on the outside and a feather-like folding pattern on the edge.
It is conceivable that when necessary, the archer can hold the bow in close combat and directly slash with the bow arm.
Of course, even if the ends of the bow arms are bladed, you still need to practice special techniques if you want to use the bow as a melee weapon.
And the booklet found from the archer's body, although it is not a martial arts secret book, is also the practice experience written by the archer himself.
It seems that he wants to sum up a secret method of archery that is both far and near, and pass it on.
With this booklet and Little Moon's ability to analyze and deduce the "Demon Taming Technique", Shen Lang will soon be able to learn a new bow technique.
As soon as Shen Lang's thoughts moved, the dot pen mark on the back of his left hand immediately shot out a scanning light. He first scanned the open booklet and recorded the archer's experience. Then he scanned the big bow and soon
The identification results came out:
"The Jinghong Bow is made of iron bars of black birch, dust-proof rhinoceros horn pieces, dragon's crest fish glue, and hundred-forged black iron. The bow string is made of golden silk. It is a fourth-grade treasure bow that can infuse internal energy and true energy.
"With the blessing of internal force, the power, shooting speed, and range of the arrow can be greatly increased, and a layer of wind blades can be attached to the arrow. The deeper the internal force, the greater the power of the wind blade.
"In the fourth-level Zhenqi realm, you can infuse the Zhenqi into the Zhenqi arrow without using the physical arrow, which greatly increases the range and power of the Zhenqi. You can also visually lock the enemy and track the attack until the Zhenqi arrow exhausts its power.
"
After reading the identification instructions transmitted by the Demon Taming Technique Little Moon, Shen Lang nodded with satisfaction.
In the martial arts world, there is no sect that specializes in archery, and there are not many masters who are proficient in bows and arrows. However, today's generals and dandies, not to mention the most ambitious ones, are also studying firearms, and are interested in bows and crossbows.
Losing interest in outdated equipment.
Therefore, the fourth-grade treasured bow is far less valuable than the fourth-grade treasured sword.
Even so, this "Jinghong Bow" can be considered a good trophy.
Shen Lang has a unique talent that is rare in a thousand years and can learn everything quickly.
For other warriors, archery is easy to learn but difficult to master. Practicing archery will only waste time, distract energy, and may not be successful, and the gain outweighs the loss. But Shen Lang has the guidance of an archer, and with his talent, he will soon be able to practice a superb bow and arrow.
technology.
He took off the quiver containing more than twenty special arrows from the archer, and collected the three special arrows that fell to the ground. Shen Lang looked at the archer's body and thought to himself that this person could possess a fourth-grade treasure.
I don’t know what the origin of the bow is.
Speaking of which, there are not many Jianghu people who practice bows and arrows. Nowadays, generals have also turned to studying firearms warfare. However, before the rise of firearms, the disciples of generals all focused on being "proficient in bows and horses."
Archery, like riding, is a compulsory course for highly motivated general disciples.
So, could this archer be a descendant of a fallen general?
The fourth-grade treasure bow is a treasure passed down from his family?
Unfortunately, the man was already dead, and apart from the booklet, there was no other item on his body that could prove his identity. Shen Lang could only make random guesses for a while.
After collecting the trophies, Shen Lang did not bury the archer's body. He returned to the official road and took down the silk thread lying across the official road.
Speaking of which, this transparent silk thread is also called the "Shadowless Silk Blade". It is made from silk thread spun by a kind of spider poison. It is as tough as golden silk and as sharp as a steel-making knife.
Unfortunately, it cannot be infused with internal energy and true energy, and it is afraid of high-temperature flames, so it cannot be used as a strange weapon and can only be used to lay traps to trap people.
After putting away the last piece of transparent silk thread and recovering two special arrows that had been missed, Shen Lang returned to the official road, looked at the body of the black horse and sighed with regret, then took out the arrow that shot the horse through the head.
, dragged the horse corpse to the forest beside the road, did not cover it up, and allowed it to enter the natural cycle.
Without the horse, Shen Lang had to walk on foot.
At this time, the sky was completely dark. Although the night sky was densely populated with stars, there was no moon, and the official road in the forest was still gloomy and dark.
Shen Lang thought for a while, then simply left the official road, walked into the forest, and hurried on in the forest.
Perhaps the assassin killer will regard the dark forest as a natural cover, but he does not know that with his agility, perception and "mental scanning", the complex and dark dark forest is also his natural home.
What's more, he has helpers who are more adaptable to this environment than him.
As he was running, Shen Lang had a thought, and Xiao Gu, holding a hundred-forged black iron sword, appeared beside him out of nowhere, nodded at him slightly, and disappeared into the dense forest next to him.
As a skeleton ghost demon, Xiaogu is inherently "short-sighted." The two dots of red light in its eye sockets can see a distance of one or two meters. It is mainly used to look at Shen Lang at close range and express "eyes".
mood.
Myopic eyes observe the environment with their ossicles and rely entirely on perception.
In this dark forest, Xiaogu's perception of the flesh, blood, and soul of living beings will become clearer.
Even killers who are good at hiding their tracks have nothing to hide from it.
After releasing the small bones.
Xiao Zhao appeared on Shen Lang's shoulder out of thin air again, licked his cheek affectionately, kicked his short legs on his shoulder, and jumped up to a height of more than three feet, leaping onto a horizontal branch and leaping several times.
Climbing up to the treetops, using the dense canopy to cover the figure, he kept flying and leaping among the treetops, his position always keeping pace with the waves on the ground.
Ordinary cats are born killers of the night, not to mention a cat demon who has advanced to the second level of psychic realm?
The dark forest is a natural hunting ground for the little cat demon to do whatever he wants.
at the same time.
Where the archer's body lay, several more figures appeared.
"Wu Ben is actually dead too! He was a marksman at the entry level of the fifth level! Although he has lost the secrets of archery passed down from his family, his archery skills are quite good. Holding the heirloom bow, he can compete with masters in the middle or even the mid-level of the fifth level.
It’s hard to get close to him!”
"Wu Ben was still shot in the head with a musket... This is wrong. With that kid's skill, how could he rush to a distance where he can accurately hit his head with a musket? Even if he knows a ninth-grade Taoist skill, it won't work!"
"Yes, with the power of Wu Ben's family heirloom bow, and with his fifth-grade entry-level cultivation, even the defensive skills of a seventh-grade monk cannot withstand an arrow from his treasured bow. The protective inner strength of a fifth-grade great warrior,
He will also be pierced by an arrow. The soft armor on that boy's body can't withstand the powerful arrows from the bow. How did he rush over?"
Although muskets are powerful, they have a flaw, that is, the accuracy of current muskets is not very good.
The shorter the barrel and the thicker the caliber, the worse the accuracy.
As for Shen Lang's heavy musket, it was a short-barreled pistol with a thicker caliber. It was still accurate within twenty steps, but its accuracy became very poor beyond twenty steps.
With the skill of archer Wu Ben, how could he possibly let Shen Lang get within twenty steps and hit him with a precise headshot?
"I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out..."
"I don't have time to think so much. The boy's horse is dead. He has left the official road and walked into the forest. This is really asking for death! Send a message to the people in front and let them go into the forest to set up an ambush!"
Less than half an hour later.
In the dense forest.
A man in black clothes and a mask, with only one pair of eyes exposed, was lying on a thick horizontal branch three feet above the ground, holding his breath and concentrating, closing his eyes, and only using his hearing to capture the movement on the ground.
Soon, he heard slight footsteps coming from the ground in front of him.
He did not open his eyes, let his mind go, and continued to catch the slight footsteps without any emotion, waiting patiently for the target to pass under the horizontal branch where he was.
Just when the footsteps were approaching directly below him, the man in black slowly opened his eyes, keeping his heart calm and emotionless, and was about to turn over and fall from the horizontal branch. Suddenly, a snow-white kitten appeared
He swooped out from a tree crown diagonally above him, crossing a distance of two feet silently and as fast as lightning, and his two small front paws landed just on the back of the man in black's head.
There was a crisp sound from Kacha, and the man in black felt as if he had been hit by a hammer on the back of his head. Blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. His two eyeballs suddenly shot forward, almost squeezing out of their sockets. His limbs twitched violently, and then there was no movement at all.
Although Xiao Zhao is small in size, his strength is at the average level of a seventh-grade Dacheng warrior.
Even if a sixth- or even fifth-grade warrior has internal power to protect his body, if a seventh-grade great warrior hits a key point like the back of his head with all his strength, he will be seriously disabled even if he is not dead.
This black-clothed killer was worthy of a seventh-level cultivation, so naturally he couldn't stop Xiao Zhao's seemingly light and full force step.
"The fifth scum of Zhan, who can't even be defeated by meow, actually wants to ambush and attack? It's really asking for death!"
After stepping on the back of the man in black's head, Xiao Zhao didn't even look at him. He only raised his chin proudly, snorted disdainfully, used the back of his head as a stepping stone, and jumped up lightly, jumping into the canopy of trees in front of him.
It was not until a while after Xiao Zhao left that the body of the man in black slowly slipped from the horizontal branch and fell to the ground with a thud.
the other side.
Three men in black were flying rapidly in the forest in the direction Shen Lang was coming from, trying to make a detour from the side and insert themselves diagonally behind Shen Lang.
As they were flying by, a sword flashed from the side of the man in black at the end. The man in black immediately fell to the ground without saying a word, and his head rolled away far away.
Hearing the sound of a human body hitting the ground behind them, the two men in black in front suddenly became alert and immediately displayed their weapons without looking back.
Unfortunately, although their reaction was quick, the attacker's sword was even faster.
Whoosh!
A crescent moon-like sword light suddenly lit up and instantly struck in front of the man in black on the left.
The man in black on the left instinctively raised his two swords to parry, but the sword was so sharp that he was not expecting it. It was like chipping away at rotten wood, easily cutting off his pair of daggers and then passing by his throat.
After that, the bloody sword light did not stop, and it suddenly turned in the air, like a light blood-stained ribbon, and then cut towards the last man in black.
Only then did the remaining man in black see the attacker clearly.
It was actually a jade-white skeleton with a slender frame and short stature, with eye sockets flashing red light.
"A monster in the forest? Or a bone Taoist soldier summoned by Taoism?"
The man in black suddenly shrank his eyes, and while ducking, he raised his left hand, and a metal cylinder in his sleeve spurted out a cloud of poisonous flying needles, covering Xiao Gu's chest and abdomen. At the same time, with a shake of his right hand, he threw out three willow leaf flying knives, which hit Xiao Gu directly.
Face door.
But whether it is a poison-quenching flying needle or a willow-leaf flying knife, it is obviously a fantasy to use it to deal with skeletons.
Most of the flying needles passed through the gaps between the little skeleton's ribs, and the small ones that hit its bones only spattered a few sparks in vain. The three flying knives were extremely accurate, one hit the center of the little skull's eyebrows, and two hit its eye sockets.
, but the problem is...
Skeletons have no eyes and no brains.
The flying knives that hit its forehead were bounced away without any suspense, while the two flying knives that hit its eyes were stuck in the eye sockets.
But the little skeleton was not affected at all. The blood-stained long sword drew a gorgeous and light sword light, like a ribbon, and lightly touched the throat of the man in black.
"What a silky swordsmanship..."
The man in black held his throat with blood gushing out, staggered back two steps, and slowly sat down with his back against a big tree. As he lay dying, he cursed secretly:
"Damn, this is so deceptive! Didn't you say that the target only knows one-point archery? Why did you summon another white-bone Taoist soldier?
"The strength is ridiculously strong. In terms of swordsmanship, it's not much worse than the elders of the Nanhai Sword Sect... Damn, my three brothers died unjustly this time~!"
Thinking of this, the man in black didn't even lift it up, tilted his head and died.
Xiaogu swung his sword lightly, shook off the blood stains on the blade, and pulled out the two throwing knives stuck in his eye sockets. I threw them to the ground casually, but I tilted my head and thought about it, then stuffed the throwing knives into it again.
There was something stuck in his eye socket, and then he silently sneaked into the darkest place in the forest.
Others go out of their way to protect their friends, but I go out of their way to protect Shen Lang.
If Shen Lang saw two knives stuck in my eye sockets, he would definitely be very distressed, right?