Chapter 234 Swordsmanship

late at night.

In Selya's cabin.

Lu He was not asleep yet. He was studying this giant bow, specifically the main material of the giant bow.

The Elf Mother Tree of Methia is said in the Eye of Heritage to be one of the sources of the extraordinary race of elves.

Therefore, her rank is very high, which varies according to the rules of different worlds, but it is at least seventh rank.

After studying for a long time, he still couldn't tell that the giant bow in front of him was made from the slough of several levels of the Mesian Elf Mother Tree. He couldn't even make out the natural texture on the bow.

It's like a primary school student looking at advanced mathematics questions. It's not a little difficult, it's extremely difficult, and it's seriously out of scope. Moreover, the questions are incomplete and at least half of them are missing.

Because the power of the bow has been severely lost, it should be said that the slough of the Messia Elf Mother Tree has begun to decay.

Even this is not something that ordinary people can use. He just tried it and used all his strength to pull it open.

Lu He felt that this bow should be related to the origin of the half-elves in this world. Because of its high rank, it was obviously not a product of this world.

Could it be that a powerful elf came to the world and then combined with humans to give birth to half-elves.

And he also left his weapon, this giant bow, to the descendants of the half-elves.

As the long years passed, the half-elves gradually developed into a race. This bow also lost most of its power due to repeated use and the corrosion of time.

Shaking his head, Lu He stopped guessing.

The origin and truth of the matter are not important, what is important is that he found the bow that suits him.

However, it still needs to be modified. Although I don't understand it very well, it is still possible to make some minor changes.

For example, he doesn't like the color green and wants to change it to black.

Putting down his bow, Lu He stood up and went to the bedroom next to him. Selya had called him many times.

Selya's cabin is really small, with only two rooms, a living room and a bedroom.

Next to it is her parents' house, which is much larger, because the half-elf's house is built by herself. Selya is young, so she built it small.

…

Black Mountain Canyon.

The mountain walls on both sides of the huge canyon stretching for several kilometers are densely covered with black holes. From a distance, they look like two giant honeycombs standing opposite each other.

From time to time, a werewolf walked out of the cave entrance and walked along the passage dug into the mountain wall to the canyon.

In the middle of the canyon is a large castle made of sharp-edged black stones.

The castle was surrounded by spiked fences more than ten meters high, and the fierce burning bonfires dispersed the darkness. Teams of strong and savage werewolves were patrolling around under the leadership of the captain.

In the meeting hall on the top floor of the castle.

Shang Lang sat in the middle of the hall, with several family leaders of the Heila clan sitting on both sides.

The atmosphere in the camp was slightly depressing, and the leaders didn't look very good.

Because one of the positions is empty, that is the position of Laika Engel, the leader of the Blood Wolf family.

"Judging from the traces left at the scene, it seems that it was not the work of the Laurel Tribe. Unless the entire tribe was dispatched and ambushed in advance, they would not have the strength to completely annihilate the elite members of the Leka Engel family. The most important thing is that the Sith do not have the guts!"

The speaker was the clan leader Shang Lang.

He is a middle-aged werewolf with a strong short stubble on his chin. He is wearing an exquisite dark red robe, which does not match the lush black hair leaking from his neck and wrists.

"But who did it!?" A leader said with an ugly face, "Except for the half-elves, there are only those barbarians a hundred miles away, but we have not had any major conflicts with them, so there is no reason to do this. "

"Could it be that half-elves and barbarians have joined forces!?" Another leader suddenly said.

As soon as these words came out, all the family leaders in the hall looked stern and serious.

"It's not impossible. The half-elf tribe and the barbarians have always had a good relationship." Shang Lang nodded.

"Let's join forces. Don't our Heila clan have allies?" A leader said disdainfully.

Their werewolf clan has the largest number among all the races in Dawn Forest, but they are divided into different clans, led by the clan leaders of each clan.

Although the relationship between them is not that good, it is still very easy to find one or two allies.

"I don't think it's possible. Last time I heard Mr. Augustine say that the old barbarian is about to end his life. At this time, they will definitely not easily become our enemies!"

As soon as the words Augustine came out, all the family leaders in the hall suddenly stood in awe, even the most unruly werewolves showed reverence in their eyes.

"Ngovel, you should inform the Chiya clan now and let them know about this matter. It would be best if Lord Augustine also knows the news."

Shang Lang thought for a moment and then gave up. After making the only move he could think of, he suddenly raised his head, his dark green pupils releasing a bloodthirsty light.

"Whether it was half-elves or not, whether barbarians were involved or not, shouldn't we do something!?"

He bared his sharp fangs, a look of madness on his face.

When the leaders in the audience saw this, their eyes also showed cold and cruel eyes, and the hairs on their bodies stood up one after another. For a while, the entire hall was filled with a strong smell of blood.

…

Early next morning.

A ray of sunlight appeared from the horizon, forming a pale golden beam of light through the rows of trees on the left side of the cabin.

Colorful flowers bloomed on the green grass, exuding a fragrant and charming smell.

After meditating, Lu He took a long sword and walked along a winding yellow path in the middle of the grass to the lawn in the distance.

The path was surrounded by a kind of light red flowers on both sides, and the road was covered with sparse yellow pebbles.

Lu He planned to practice sword for a while every morning.

Mainly practice silver sword skills, and at the same time familiarize himself with the application of metal talent in swordsmanship.

His current strength is mainly concentrated in three aspects.

The first is the devouring and twisting power of the Black Prison Peacock Soul Seed, the second is the spells related to the fire element and the plant system, and the third is the combination of metal talent with swordsmanship and archery.

The third point is what he still lacks.

Because of the existence of the archery talent rune, although archery has not been practiced much, it is improving every day.

It is difficult to describe the swordsmanship.

His swordsmanship was "learned" on Earth, because of his meticulous control of the body and his deep understanding of boxing, his swordsmanship is actually quite good.

At least better than the coachman Mark who has experienced hundreds of battles and is proficient in various swordsmanship.

But the silver sword technique is one of the top swordsmanship secrets of the White Deer Tribe, and it can be regarded as a first-class swordsmanship in all the world groups covered by the wizard civilization.

It is not something he can master easily, especially since Lu He is still not very good at it. If he does not have the top swordsmanship talent, don't expect to master it in a short time.

So, he plans to practice sword for an hour every morning from today, not to mention practicing the silver sword technique to the master level of perfection, but at least to be proficient in it.

After walking a few steps along the path, he saw Yue Ling practicing swordsmanship on the grass.

She was standing quietly with her sword in her hand, her eyes slightly closed.

Yue Ling wore a black loose training suit on her upper body and white short shorts on her lower body, revealing her slender and round legs, paired with deerskin boots, looking extremely beautiful and seductive.

Lu He's sight followed her legs, which were closed without a single gap, and slowly moved up to the top of her thighs, and finally fell to the curvy buttocks wrapped in hot pants.

After a while, Yue Ling couldn't hold it anymore.

Under the gaze of this sharp sight, she felt as if all her secrets were exposed.

She opened her eyes, turned around and looked behind her. The moment she saw Lu He, her face suddenly flushed slightly.

"Don't dress like this when practicing sword in the future." Lu He withdrew his sight as if nothing had happened and walked to the other side of the grass.

"Why!?" Yue Ling was puzzled.

"I also want to practice sword, it's easy to affect me." Lu He said lightly.

"Haha!" Yue Ling sneered, and she clenched the gray dagger in her hand in anger, staring at Lu He.

"Where's Sister Sai Erya?" She wanted to complain.

"It was too late last night, and I was still sleeping."

Yue Ling was stunned and didn't understand what he said.

Lu He didn't say anything else.

He pondered for a moment, drew out the long sword, and three silver sharp marks appeared in his pupils.

He spread his palms and the long sword floated above his palms.

The long sword was a little over one meter long, the sword body was thin, the tip of the sword was slightly narrower, and the left blade had an inconspicuous arc. He asked someone to make it according to the characteristics of the silver sword technique.

A silver metal liquid tentacle quickly flowed out from his fingers, connected to the long sword, and covered its surface.

Feeling that the silver long sword became like a part of his body, Lu He closed his eyes slightly.

He began to practice the silver sword technique in his mind.

As he practiced, an invisible and powerful force rose slowly, filling every inch of space within a dozen meters around him with an extremely strong posture.

Yue Ling frowned uncomfortably and was forced to walk a little further away before she felt better.

However, under the influence of the sword energy, she found it difficult to calm down, so she simply stopped practicing and observed Lu He, wanting to see how the legendary Sky Knight practiced swordsmanship.

But Lu He didn't move, just closed his eyes.

After a while, just when she was about to leave, she saw Lu He slowly stretched out his hand to hold the long sword floating in front of him.

Swish! ! !

The sword energy in the space was turbulent, and the long sword suddenly made a crisp and soft strange sound, which seemed to be the seductive cry of a deer in the mountains in Yue Ling's ears.

She was attracted by this sound, and all her mind couldn't help but look at Lu He's right hand, unable to look away.

Tear!

At a certain moment, a sound like a rag being forcibly torn apart sounded in her ears.

Yue Ling suddenly woke up, and after coming to her senses, her green amber-like pupils were filled with horror.

I saw dense black lines appearing in the sky outside the top of the mountain, and the lines formed an outline that looked like a black and white sketch of a deer.

The deer gave her a feeling of graceful temptation, as if it was the most beautiful and precious treasure in the world.

But she knew that it was not a deer, nor a thin line, but a series of space cracks that swallowed everything!