C412
C412
This was already an extremely terrifying number. It had to be known that an ordinary fourth-grade Xumi Stage martial artist could only shoot two arrows at him with an eagle!
In other words, Cheng Qing, who was at the fourth level of the Xumi Stage, could at most shoot out five arrows with his condor!
But what was going on in front of him?
Seven arrows in a row?
He actually used a condor to shoot out seven arrows?!
Song Qianshu's mind was in a mess and he felt that his thoughts were not enough. He was completely stunned!
He was shocked, but the ones who suffered and wanted to curse were the two wolfwalker aristocrats!
The second youth dodged the arrow and was struck on the shoulder by the arrow, causing blood to spurt out!
The third youth had more time to react as he dodged three arrows in a row! However, the arrow was like a shadow following his body. In the end he was shot in the thigh and fell to the ground!
However, the two of them did not hesitate to stop. They quickly found cover and took the initiative to take out their life-saving magical equipment!
The arrows did not hit their fatal points, nor did their life-saving magical equipment trigger their attacks. The elemental energy arrows had injured them, but they had not seriously injured them either. They had affected their combat strength, but they had not harmed their fundamentals!
"He's over there!"
"Go kill him!"
The two wolfwalker youths had already determined the direction of the arrows.
But when they looked over, Cheng Qing was nowhere to be seen. In the empty forest, there was only the slight movement of the leaves on a large tree. Several of the wolves had already caught up, but it didn't seem to be of any use.
Cheng Qing left. After firing seven arrows, he left. Completely gone.
On the battlefield, the wolfsmen still had some energy left, but the situation of Song Qianshu and the rest did not improve. Song Qianshu and Song Xuejun did not flee just now because their companions were still fighting against each other. Under such excellent battling conditions, their first reaction would naturally not be to abandon their companions and flee.
But who would have thought that after shooting a round of arrows, Chen Qing would just leave like that?
Song Qianshu was stunned. Song Xuejun had a pretty mouth agape. The three wolfwalker aristocrat youths also looked at each other in dismay.
He really left just like that?
He had appeared out of nowhere and attacked with a thunderous speed, wanting to use his own strength to change the momentum of the battle. Yet, he had left before he had even been severely injured?
Song Qianshu wanted to cry but there were no tears. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty. Why did you shoot three of them?! If you shoot one, our situation will improve a lot. Besides, you clearly have the ability, why do you want to let the other side "get soaked in rain and dew"?
Are you here to make fun of me, Eldest Brother?
Song Qianshu was at a loss. When the three wolfwalker aristocrats confirmed that the other had really left, they heaved a sigh of relief.
The pressure Cheng Qing had given them earlier was simply too great. Everyone could feel a sense of impending doom within their hearts. He hadn't thought that the other side had come to "play".
The tall youth kept his life saving magical equipment and laughed loudly. He looked at Song Qianshu with eyes full of contempt and arrogance. Who does he think he is, to shoot us all? He had actually shot three people in a row without any focus to deal with one of them! Was he a rookie entering the battlefield for the first time? "Hahahaha …"
Song Qianshu did not know what to say. The atmosphere was too delicate.
Weird, with Cheng Qing's way of dealing with them, he shouldn't have done such a senseless thing, but he really only shot three people … Wait! Three people were shot … Could it be?
Song Qianshu suddenly turned to look at the three young nobles!