"Yo, there's another one. "Woodpecker is the four targets locked in an instant, and his archery four companies are also in one go, just like the breath that a martial artist cultivates, the attack within one breath is always the most harmonious. If one gas is exhausted and another gas is replaced, a short adjustment time is required. This time seems to be very short, but for the lightning and flint of the battle, it is very long, and many times it only takes half a breath to break the original stalemate of the battle.

The woodpecker lifted it again, and the stone bullet in his two fingers was already fully pulled, aiming at the civet who rushed out of the silver grotto almost half a step slower than the four.

The civet was so fast that just as his four companions screamed one after another, he rushed to the edge of the battlefield like a bolt of lightning, and with a leap he leaped vertically into one of the bushes.

"You can't afford to waste the opportunity you have earned yourself by sacrificing your partner. The woodpecker deflected the cowhide slingshot downward, waiting for the target to hit him the moment it fell into the bush, and he had no disdain for the civet's actions.

In this battlefield, it is common to calculate others and be calculated by others, and his companions can only blame his partners for being too stupid, not for being too cunning.

Just as the woodpecker was about to let go of the marble and eliminate the target, suddenly a leg suddenly stretched out from under the bush, and unexpectedly, kicked on the civet's chest, and the cataver's body flew upside down from the bush, and he looked at the leg that kicked him away with a look of horror, who would have thought that there was still a cat here.

The slingshot in the woodpecker's hand immediately reversed direction, reversed the string, and with a snap, a stone bullet was shot out, and the civet in mid-air let out an exclamation, and a sharp stone bullet shot directly into the spine of his body.

The civet screamed and smashed to the ground, and the four people in front of him, the civet only locked and broke one of their legs, either the left leg or the right leg, but the civet was hit by the spine.

If nothing else, it will be impossible for the civet to stand up again in this life, but in this group of hunting grounds, maybe he will not have any more of this life, and this life will be over here.

The woodpecker didn't take any breath after beating the civet, and the second stone bullet had already shot towards the bush where the civet had just stretched out one leg and kicked the civet away, and there was less than a snap of a finger between the two shots.

But his ears didn't hear the sound of the stone hitting the target, and the third and fourth stone bullets also beckoned, and he could now shoot at most four shots in one go, but because they had already used four shots to hit the civet before, this time the speed and strength were reduced a lot.

Thirdly, the fourth stone slug had to dodge two steps to the left and right of the bushes in no particular order, and with the position of this person he had calculated, he would only be able to move here at most in such a short time.

The woodpecker tilted his head, puzzled, for his attack should not have been missed.

For not asking the reason and taking the lead himself, the woodpecker felt that there was no problem at all. Here, there is no such proposition as friend or foe for him, and those who enter this hunting ground are all enemies. Some are enemies in the present, while others may be enemies that will be encountered in the Death Arena in the future. If there is a condition, he will naturally kill one more one.

Just as he fired the first stone bullet, suddenly a figure rolled out on its side.

The woodpecker immediately raised the slingshot in his hand to aim, and he saw a slender figure wearing a golden face mask with sun marks on its head tumbling out of the spot where he had first shot, and then sprinting in his direction.

For the woodpecker who is good at long-term warfare, it is naturally a more terrifying thing to be close to him, but the woodpecker is not in a hurry at all, he is not in a hurry to attack immediately, kill the enemy in the first attack, but glance around, confirm the terrain he is in, the next moment, a kick on tiptoe, the whole person ran out, the left hand hooked behind a small dwarf tree more than one person high, the body was straight, the body bounced out, he was used as a stone bullet, sent to a higher branch.

Condescendingly, this time the woodpecker raised its bow again, locking onto the other's figure. However, this time, a scene that surprised him appeared, the figure that rushed towards him actually threw his hand and threw a stone at him first.

The woodpecker had to give up the lock on the golden-faced masked boy, and shot out with one blow, knocking away the stone that the opponent was attacking first, and it was a double shot in one go, and at the same time as the first stone was missed, the second stone bullet had already slid into the sac, and in half a breath, it completed the lasing.

Due to the hindrance of the first shot, the target of the second shot shifted slightly. The golden-faced masked boy leaned back in the air and slid out in a graceful arc, the woodpecker's stone slug almost grazing the bridge of his nose.

At this moment, the woodpecker finally began to face the enemy in front of him, and the strength of the other party was probably not below him. The woodpecker must keep a safe distance between himself and the other party, which should be between ten and fifteen paces.

The moment he rose up, there was another double bullet burst, and the two rays, one left and one right, crossed and blocked the young man's forward route. At one point, the golden-faced masked boy had to stop and do a backflip to avoid the blow.

The woodpecker borrowed his strength three times, bounced three times, and landed on a higher branch, and he shook his wrist slightly, turning his head to look behind him. Their archery skills are quite exhausting, and when they were dealing with a team of civet cats, he didn't dare to leave his hand with one enemy and five enemies, and he hit four with four hits, breaking the foot bones of the four people. After that, the golden-faced face jumped out, and there was another wave of four consecutive shots, which made him extremely consumed, and if he didn't slow down a little, I was afraid that he would hurt his wrist.

"This kid's skills are very weird. Once again, the woodpecker took out four stone bullets from his pocket, and sandwiched them between the four gaps between the five fingers of his palm, ready to respond: "Huh, what about people?"

Just blocked the opponent for a round, the woodpecker wanted to hurry up and distance himself from the other party, but he didn't turn around to pay attention to the other party's situation, and at this moment, he looked down where he could still see the figure.