Chapter 41: The Real Shooter
"Remember who you are, outsider, we will solve the problems in the desert ourselves, and we don't need you people to add to them. Looking at the Nightblade that fell to the ground in front of him, Yalo's face was indifferent.
"You're scared. Nightblade suddenly snapped out.
"What did you say?" Arlo frowned.
"You are afraid. Nightblade said again.
"Nonsense, I think you're crazy. ”
"You're scared because you're the culprit of the sneak attack on the vanguard, and you're scared because you're afraid that I'll hold you accountable for poking this out. Nightblade stood up.
"Shut up!" Arlow's hand subconsciously touched the hilt.
"Silence does not sink the truth, you should face your mistakes head-on. Nightblade said coldly.
"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to teach me?" Yalo finally couldn't take it anymore and rushed again!
Nightblade's eyes narrowed, not at all timid in the face of the imminent danger, not even the slightest action to dodge.
Seeing that the Nightblade was like this, the Desert Hunter not only did not slow down, but instead increased his speed, turning his stab into a slash, and his attack was even more threatening!
"Brush!"
At the critical moment, Yarrow changed his tactics again, and the long knife was withdrawn, and a kick swept towards the waist of Nightblade!
"Smack"
Nightblade didn't remain indifferent this time, raising his arm to block the opponent's whip leg with a gauntlet grid.
"Why don't you draw your sword? Are you underestimating me?" said Arlo angrily.
"A hunter's knife should not reach out to a human. Nightblade replied expressionlessly.
"Old-fashioned idiot! Don't be noble there!" Arlo's anger has been aroused, he is no longer soft, and he raises his knife! Like a whirlwind! A long knife dances in his hand with a phantom heavily, and the wonderful knife technique is amazing!
Nightblade frowned, the warrior in the desert really lived up to his reputation, and in the face of the fierce attack, he let go of the palm that clenched the hilt of the sword, and met it with his bare hands!
"Arrogant bastard, let me see what arrogant capital you have!" Nightblade's actions spurred the arrogant warrior, making his attacks even more violent!
"Hula!"
Nightblade grabbed the corner of his cloak and sent it towards the other party!
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
Yaroco didn't eat this set, he had seen Nightblade use this trick to play Gus before, so he naturally understood the little trick, and slashed it with a knife without hesitation!
However, the scene that he expected should be covered with strips of cloth did not appear, and he only felt as if his knife had been cut into the water, and although he clearly felt the resistance from the edge of the knife, he could only push it away.
And at that moment, the shaking cloak suddenly twisted! It spun like a whirlpool! Then, in the center of the whirlpool, it burst out, and without warning, an arm came out!
"Huh?"
Yaluo shouted in his heart, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but it was too late, the cloak was suddenly pulled away vigorously, revealing the shape of the night blade, he stretched out his other hand like lightning, firmly grasped Yaluo's arm, and then twisted his body, and retreated into Yalo's arms with his back, his hand moved continuously, grabbed his arm, and violently exerted his strength!
However, Yalo was no ordinary warrior after all, he snorted secretly, and his body rolled in the air, landing firmly on the ground.
"It's not easy, if that guy is going to be thrown to the ground by Nightfire, right?" said Nightblade.
"I seem to be underestimating you. Yarrow's expression began to change.
"Pride is a precursor to failure. Nightblade smiled slightly, and flashed out in an instant!
"Whew!" the two slammed into each other!
"Whew~" The wind blew and the yellow sand rolled.
"Dang!"
A sharp arrow was nailed to the plank, and the tail of the arrow trembled and buzzed.
"Damn it!"
The eagle scolded, and the sharp arrow was nailed in front of him, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
"Gunner, do you know the light crossbow in your hand?" came the voice of the night wind.
"Shut up!" the war eagle roared angrily and suddenly got up, turned around and raised the light crossbow to fire three ballistae in a row!
"Woohoo!"
Not surprisingly, all three of these crossbows missed, and from just now to now, Warhawk has fired at least dozens of crossbows, but none of them threatened his opponent at all.
The night wind only shot three arrows, but these three arrows were all extremely accurate without exception, and they were only one step away from hurting the warhawk.
"Your mood is confused, and your head is not as good as before. "The night wind stood on the deck with a stinging voice, crystal longbow in hand.
"Humph!"
The warhawk quickly loaded the light crossbow with ballistas, not daring to show his head or reply, he had been hiding behind the cover, but the night wind had been standing in the clearing, which made him feel very ashamed.
"Stop, there's no point in going on. Night Wind said coldly, carrying the longbow behind his back.
"Die, you bastard!" the roar of the warhawk suddenly remembered!
"Whoosh!"
The night wind disappeared from its place, and the next moment a sharp arrow spun and broke through the barrage! An arrow was nailed to the helmet of the warhawk!
"Ahh
The warhawk screamed, looking at the helmet spinning on the ground, and he instantly felt soaked.
"Cold arrows are used on prey, you have violated the principle of a sought-after person, such a person is not worthy of competing with me. Night Wind said lightly, turned around and was about to leave.
"Uh-uh-uh......" Warhawk bowed his head and made a strange sound in his mouth.
"Stop!"
"Huh?" the night breeze turned around.
"Click!" the warhawk gasped, clutching his weapon in his hand, expertly loading the light crossbow with ballistas.
Nightwind frowned, and he noticed that the warhawk's crossbow was a little different this time.
"Principles, hehe, what's the point? All I have to do is knock you down, and that's what makes sense to me. Warhawk's expression was a little excited.
Night Wind looked at the war eagle coldly, and gently spit out three words: "Impossible." ”
"Ahh
The war eagle suddenly roared: "Impossible? How can it not be? The performance of the light crossbow far exceeds that of the bow and arrow, and it is above the bow and arrow in terms of strength, accuracy, and range, how can it not defeat you?"
"Oh, the misunderstanding of thought. ”
Nightwind shook his head, pulled an arrow from the quiver and put it on the bow and said, "Gunner, you are a talent, but you don't know the weapon in your hand. ”
"It's true that the range of a light crossbow is a bit farther than a regular bow and arrow, but you don't understand that the range of a light crossbow is fixed, and for a bow and arrow, we just need to adjust the tightness of the bowstring......"
"Whew!"
The sharp arrow broke through the air and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye, and in such a strong wind, the range of the light crossbow would never exceed 20 meters.
"As for strength, if you choose Ceratosaurus materials to make a bow and arrows, it will definitely far surpass the light crossbow, and this crystal longbow can't achieve that effect, but it is more than enough to surpass you. ”
After that, the night wind drew the bow again, and a sharp arrow broke through the deck at the feet of the war eagle like a bamboo, and then did not stop, and directly pierced through the cabin!
"And the ...... of precision"
Night Breeze smiled slightly and closed her eyes gently.
"Boom!"
At this moment, there was only a loud bang! The war eagle flew backwards, and the tip of the barrel of the light crossbow in his hand had exploded, and white smoke was still emitting!
On the other side, the place where the night wind stood was bursting with fire! Billowing smoke erupted with the sound of explosions!
This is a very powerful crossbow, which can only be fired with a heavy crossbow, and the Warhawk's diffuse bomb has obviously been modified, but even then he is still bounced out by the huge recoil, and the light crossbow has been scrapped.
"Hahahaha!
The warhawk struggled to his feet from the ground and laughed sickly, "How is it? I didn't expect it, you arrogant fool! I said that the bow and arrow are no match for a light crossbow!" he couldn't help but roar as he said the last few words.
"No, I still reserve my opinion. ”
The cold voice of the night wind came from the billowing smoke.
"You're still alive?"
Warhawk's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears!
"You are a genius, I rarely say so much to others, and you should feel honored. ”
As the words fell, the smoke was violently pushed away by a hand! The figure of the night wind shot out like lightning! At the same time, five sharp arrows were already on the bow, and the bowstring was tightened, making a pulling sound!
"Misunderstanding of thought, yes, the light crossbow is indeed a new type of weapon made on the principle of the bow and arrow, but a few people know that the original intention of the inventor of the light crossbow is actually to use the light crossbow as a beginner weapon for the transition from a gunner to an archer. ”
"Brush Brush ......"
All five sharp arrows shot into the air, and at the same time, the night wind rushed from the spot!
"You!"
The eagle's eyes widened, but before he could resist, Nightwind had already pulled out an arrow and put it in his abdomen, and then pulled it backhanded, and the bow and arrow in his hand were put on his head, and the bowstring just strangled his neck.
"Also, a good archer can attack with a weapon in his hand in a melee situation, while a gunner often cannot. ”
"You're a genius, a rare shooter. The night breeze let go of him: "So, don't get into the wrong place of thought." ”
"Ugh!"
The warhawk looked at the night wind walking away and clutched his hand around his neck, where there was a blood mark.
"Knock knock knock!"
Five times in a row! When the war eagle was stunned, five sharp arrows fell from the top of his head, forming a circle with precision, encircling him in the middle.
"Remember, for a shooter, the accuracy is not in the weapon, but in the kung fu. ”
The night wind left, and the war eagle sat down on the ground, letting the yellow sand fall on his body, and his hands holding the light crossbow trembled slightly.
"Snap"
The light crossbow fell to the ground......