Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 146 Chapter 145, Terrible Archer!

The sunset is gradually dimming, and the sky is getting darker and darker.

Taking advantage of the last rays of light, Shen Lang rode his horse and galloped on the official road.

Dachu has just had some early prototypes of the industrial revolution. The natural scenery has not been destroyed by industrial civilization, and most of the areas still maintain the original features of the agricultural society.

Therefore, even if you have not entered the mountains, even if you are still in the plains, there are still large areas of dense forests on both sides of the official road.

At this time, the section of the official road that Shen Lang passed by was surrounded by dense forests full of big trees on both sides.

Under the dense forest, the light becomes more gloomy and gloomy. The sounds of insects and occasional beast roars in the forest add a bit of horror to the atmosphere.

Suddenly, Shen Lang, who was galloping his horse, pulled the reins abruptly, causing the black horse to stand up, neighing, and was forcibly stopped in place.

Shen Lang stared at the "air" directly in front of him for a while, and suddenly turned his wrist, revealing a vegetable leaf and throwing it over.

The green vegetable leaf flew several feet flat, suddenly, as if it hit something, it split in two without a sound, and fell to the ground.

Shen Lang sneered, looked at the two drops of vegetable juice hanging in the air in front of him, and looked around for a while:
"The trap has revealed itself. If you want to kill me, do it yourself!"

That's right, in the air in front of you, there is a hair-like slender thread hanging across the official road. I don't know what material it is made of, but it is as sharp as a blade.

In this gloomy and gloomy environment, unless it is a martial artist of the fourth rank who has begun to vaguely have a premonition of crisis, it is almost impossible for an idle warrior to detect such a slender hair with the naked eye when he is galloping on horseback.

And at the height of Shen Lang's ride, if he rushed over without stopping, it would be tantamount to bumping his neck directly into the silk thread.

Even if he has a second-level skin enhancement, if he hits him with the force of a galloping horse, even if his head won't be cut off, his neck will be cut, and the injury will be serious.

Fortunately, although Shen Lang's martial arts realm is low, he has early warnings of spiritual perception, and his spiritual warnings are not limited to "hostile gaze".

Even if it is a "dead object" that does not have any self-awareness and has never actively attacked him, but just waits for him to bump into it, as long as it poses a serious threat to Shen Lang, as long as it is within a certain distance, Shen Lang The "spiritual power seed" will issue a strong warning.

A similar fixed trap might still trap him when his "Demon Taming Art" was only on the second level.

But now there is no threat to him.

At this moment, a powerful arrow flew out of the woods on the left, the sound of piercing through the air was extremely sharp, and there were even faint air ripples visible to the naked eye around the arrow.

Today's Great Chu has entered the age of firearms, and bows and crossbows have long since declined.

Because the power of a bow and crossbow depends on the material of the bow and arrow, and ordinary materials have an upper limit, no matter how strong the warrior is and how good his aim is, limited by the material of ordinary bows and crossbows, the power of the arrows shot is always limited.And the "treasure bow" that is more powerful than muskets and made of special materials is definitely not something ordinary warriors can get.

Therefore, in this day and age, there are not many warriors who like to use bows and arrows in the Jianghu, but there are quite a few warriors who are very good with muskets.But as long as you meet a lone archer, you must be a master with a bow.

now.

When the powerful arrow shot out from the forest, before Shen Lang saw the arrow with his eyes, and before he heard the sound of piercing through the air, Shen Lang's eyebrows twitched and the side of his neck tingled.

The arrow was aimed at the side of his neck.

As soon as it appeared, Shen Lang's left neck, which was locked by the arrow, caused "phantom pain" due to the spiritual warning.

With such a strong warning, it is conceivable that this arrow will surely penetrate his second-level strengthened skin and shoot through his neck.

In the neck, except for a cervical vertebra, there is no "iron bone" for defense!
As for any ordinary seventh-rank or even sixth-rank martial artist, when the arrow flies out, he is doomed to be killed by the arrow, and there is no chance to dodge or block it.

But Shen Lang is not an ordinary warrior.

He didn't need to look, listen, and didn't even know that there was a cold arrow coming, he had already followed the warning of his spiritual sense, and without thinking, he used the second-level agility to cooperate with the lightness kung fu of Shenchoutang, and he fell sideways like lightning.

When he fell off the horse, the powerful arrow almost brushed against his scalp, and the high-speed airflow entrained by the arrow even cut off a few strands of his hair.

At the same time, the second arrow flew from the forest again, this time it was not aimed at Shen Lang, the arrow went straight to the head of the black horse blocking Shen Lang's body.

puff!
With a sharp sound, the black horse's head was pierced by a strong arrow, and the horse's corpse was also turned over by the huge force attached to the arrow, and fell towards Shen Lang on the other side of the horse.

Shen Lang stepped aside from the overturned horse corpse, exerted all his agility, performed lightness kung fu, and plundered towards the forest where the strong arrow was flying.

At this time, the third strong arrow flew towards him again, the speed of the arrow plus Shen Lang's speed, under the opposing counterattack, it shot in front of Shen Lang's door in almost an instant.

But Shen Lang's second-level agility is not only strong in reaction speed.

His estimation of space and distance is also extremely accurate, especially with "speed perception". When concentrating his eyes, he can slow down the "speed" of the things he sees in his field of vision.

Although it is far from reaching the realm of "bullet time", the so-called "slowing down" only exists in his subjective field of vision, but he can observe the movement details of objects more clearly, while the "objective speed" of objects Nothing has changed, but this is enough for him to respond in time by relying on the powerful reaction speed of the second level of agility, as well as his perception of space and distance.

Therefore, when the third arrow came head-on and hit Shen Lang's door almost instantly, Shen Lang had already landed on his knees, slid and walked forward, and at the same time leaned back, narrowly avoiding the direct shot at his door. the third arrow.

The arrow flew past the tip of his nose with a blade-like airflow, unexpectedly slightly breaking through the skin defense of the tip of his nose, leaving a light bloodstain.

However, Shen Lang didn't care about this little injury, he flicked his legs and feet as he slid and knelt forward, then jumped up again, lowered his body, and jumped into the woods like a predatory tiger.

As soon as he entered the forest, a cold and arrogant male voice came from his ear:

"You shouldn't have come here. Archers are not the musketeers who are quick in January today. The closer you are to the archers, the more dangerous your situation will be. The really wise response is to escape in the opposite direction, and escape as quickly as possible. The farther the better. Although you can't escape my pursuit with your lightness skills, at least you can give it a try and live for a while..."

This sound almost sounded in Shen Lang's ears.

And being able to condense the voice into a bunch, making the voice sound as if it is close to the ear, shows that the speaker has extremely deep inner strength, and at least has the cultivation base of the sixth rank.

At this time, Shen Lang finally saw the archer.

It was a tall man with slender hands and feet, dressed in tight black clothes.

He was standing under a big tree, holding a big bow in his left hand, and holding three arrows in his right hand, which was wearing armguards and iron gloves.

He was not afraid of Shen Lang who was getting closer and closer, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and his sharp eagle-like eyes were also shining with sarcasm towards the dead.

Shen Lang knew that the archer was actually right.

The closer you are to the archer, the more accurate the archer can shoot, the shorter the distance the arrow travels, and the less time the victim has to react.

In the era when bows and crossbows dominated the battlefield in the past, those strong archers in the army, even if they could not be regarded as martial arts masters, were all tall, powerful, agile and sharp elites.

Even if desperately rushing to the extremely close range that bows and arrows cannot perform, the archer can still slash with a knife, and the melee combat is absolutely sharp.

Martial arts master-level sharpshooters are all omnipotent from far and near.

For example, Huang Zhong, Zhao Yun, Lu Bu, Hawkeye, Legolas... Even Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who are not famous for archery, have also been horse archers and foot archers.

So archers are weak in close combat, just a misunderstanding.

In the game, archers are weak in melee combat, just for professional balance. In reality, there is no such thing as professional balance.

Facing a powerful archer and forcibly getting close to him, unless his agility is superb and martial arts crushed, it is no different from seeking his own death.

At this moment.

In the eyes of the archer who had set up three arrows at the same time and slowly opened his bow, Shen Lang was already a dead man, and this bonus reward was already in his pocket.

however……

Just as the archer showed a determined smile on his face, the bowstring was mostly opened.

Shen Lang, who was still ten feet away from him, suddenly raised his hands to make a tactic while he was walking quickly, and said in a low voice: "Duh!"

The sound hit his ears, and the archer was shocked all over, and his mind went blank.

Ninth grade incantations, soul-stimulating curses!

With Shen Lang's spiritual strength now comparable to that of a seventh-rank Taoist monk, this one single-body spell that is no more than a ninth-rank spell is powerful enough to make a sixth-rank master's mind go blank. Even if he breaks free forcefully, he will become like a snail "Slow motion"!
Even a fifth-rank martial artist, if he doesn't have a talisman that can protect the primordial spirit, he will lose his mind for a while if he accidentally falls under this spell.

And after Shen Lang cast the spell, he never stopped, and jumped four or five feet in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the archer's eyes flashed with clarity, and he seemed to have recovered, but his body was still stiff, and he could barely move his fingertips.

There was a sneer in Shen Lang's eyes, and he shortened the distance to within three feet of the archer in a vertical leap, then flipped his wrists, dragged out a pair of heavy pistols out of thin air with both hands, aimed at the archer and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!
Two gunshots followed by a deafening bang, the archer's head jerked back, and a big cloud of blood sprayed out from the back of his head, the whole person fell to the ground without a sound like a felled stake .

Shen Lang put away his two guns and walked towards the archer's corpse. When he was still a foot away from the archer's corpse, he stopped again.

Because several transparent silk threads, as thin as hair, are intertwining themselves into a net, lying in front of the archer.

Not only the front, but also the left and right, and the rear are also covered with silk threads. In the dark environment of the forest, the naked eye cannot detect it at all.

If someone rushes forward with all their strength, trying to fight the archer in close combat, or if many people outflank and sneak attack from behind, they may not even have the chance to learn the archer's melee skills, and they will bump their heads into these transparent silk threads that are as sharp as blades. Was chopped into eight pieces.

Shen Lang observed the direction of the silk thread for a while, and carefully unloaded the silk threads around the archer, which were laid with trees as the fulcrum, and then continued to walk, and walked to the archer's corpse.

He took a look at the archer's blood-stained, unrepentant face, squatted down and rummaged through the archer's body for a while, and found a portrait of himself, a small cocoon ball wrapped with extremely thin transparent silk threads, and a Ben copied the booklet by hand, and finally picked up the big bow.

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)