The high altitude is windy, and the requirements for the archers are higher.

Just before the natives could shoot the second arrow, the little silver carried Sun Mo and rushed past it at a gallop.

Swish!

Sun Mo didn't swing his sword, but just put the long sword horizontally and slashed through the native's neck.

Whoa!

Arrows were shot down on it.

The little silver flew away, and at this time, the head of the slain native was tilted to the side and fell, and then a fountain of blood rose to the sky.

"I feel like a medieval knight in Europe, riding a horse to fight a duel!"

Sun Mo laughed at himself.

It can be regarded as relieving emotions, after all, such a thing as killing people is always uncomfortable.

Xiao Yinzi also seemed to like this tactic, and after drawing an arc, he re-faced the beanstalk and prepared for the next round of charge.

"Stop, stop!"

Sun Mo hurriedly stopped it.

My good, the green-skinned natives have bows and arrows in their hands, and you rush so hard, do you think I didn't die fast enough?

On Sun Mo's back, there were also snatched bows and arrows, but they were too close just now and had no time to shoot arrows, but now they are different, and they can operate calmly.

"I don't believe these natives can be better than me!"

Sun Mo was not in a hurry or impatient, and slowly opened his bow and arrows, which was deliberately exerting psychological pressure on the other party.

The natives were screaming, not knowing whether they were cursing or greeting their companions, but they were very bold.

Seeing Sun Mo with arrows, they did not dodge or dodge, and began to shoot at each other.

Whoa!

Although the wind is strong at high altitude, which greatly affects the accuracy, the green-skinned natives have lived by hunting all their lives, and they don't need to test shoot, as long as they look at the deflection of their companions' arrows, they will probably know how to handle the amount in advance.

It's a pity that the little silver flew out of range, leaving them helpless.

"Brother Lin, what should I do?"

"The ancestors are above, this guy actually has a cloud?"

"What should I do? I'm going to die if I go on like this!"

The natives shouted, a hint of nervousness and fear on their faces, and even one of them began to slide directly down the beanstalk.

"Catch up!"

Sun Mo immediately ordered.

Swish!

The eight golden locks were as fast as lightning, dragging a silver tail, and rushed down.

Whoa!

The fleeing natives shot arrows, but in the high-speed movement, it was not flat ground, so the hit rate was very poor, and seeing Sun Mo getting closer and closer, it became more and more anxious.

Suddenly, its hand towards the quiver froze as it clawed.

Run out of arrows.

"Bye-bye!"

When Sun Mo spoke, it was an arrow,

Burst!

The arrow, like a flying flower, pierced the native's head, nailed it to the bean's stalk, and then, sitting on the little silver, flew up slowly.

The natives, no longer speaking, had a look of despair on their faces.

When Mu Qianlin saw this scene, his scalp was numb.

This human actually has a flying cloud?

What's even more terrifying is, why does it fly so fast?

Mu Qianlin is the top five marksman in the tribe, and it can shoot birds in the sky with its eyes closed, so when it climbed up, it had already thought about it.

Even if Sun Mo had a big bird mount, he was not afraid, he could shoot it, but this cloud was too fast.

This is simply beyond the scope of Mu Qianlin's cognition.

Let me shoot down a cloud?

Isn't that?

Of course, the most terrifying thing is not this, but this human being, why is his archery skills so superb?

Used to kill, enough.

Mu Qianlin had also considered it before, Sun Mo had a mount, what should he do?

If you can't shoot him, you will retreat in a group, anyway, you have a long-range weapon, and the other party will not dare to get close if you can fly, but now, the plan has failed.

"Brother Lin, what should I do?"

There are indigenous anxieties.

“......”

Mu Qianlin is silent, what can I do?

I'm desperate too!

You say you're so good at archery, why don't you get a bow, you're obviously a big-tailed wolf, pretending to be a squirrel!

If I saw you carrying a longbow, I would have carefully considered my actions and made countermeasures.

Ay!

I don't blame myself for not giving my strength, I only blame the enemy for being too dark!

Just when Mu Qianlin was distracted, another native was shot and killed, without a scream, and directly fell off the beanstalk.

Because Sun Mo sealed his throat with an arrow, it was terrifying, so naturally he didn't scream.

"Wait for him to get closer, salvo!"

Mu Qianlin ordered.

The natives hurriedly stood firm on the bean leaves, ready to gather the fire.

Sun Mo is closer!

"Shoot!"

Mu Qianlin didn't make a move, but waited for Sun Mo to dodge this wave of arrows and kill.

Shout!

The arrows were as fast as thunder, and they were obviously shot with skill.

Sure enough, after it shot in front of Sun Mo, it exploded directly, turning into dozens of spiritual energy arrows, drowning Sun Mo.

"Ahh

Sun Mo screamed and fell off the clouds.

"Dead!"

The natives cheered.

"I'm the strongest hunter of the Haze Tribe. ”

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Mu Qianlin looked at the cloud, this is a good thing, how can you get it?

Its eyes are full of possessiveness.

Whoa!

A wave of arrows roared from the bottom up, nailing them to the natives.

"Be careful, he didn't ...... Die!"

Some of the natives were shot before they could finish their words.

"Hide!"

Mu Qianlin roared, and quickly hid behind the bean stalk, and at this moment, its cold hairs stood on end, trembling incomparably.

This human being, too cunning.

He pretended to be shot in order to make his own side relax so that he could sneak attack.

Soon, Xiao Yinzi caught up with Sun Mo who fell, and after catching him, he flew up again with him.

"Hey, I'm not dead, aren't you disappointed?"

Sun Mo teased.

The remaining five natives have been completely lost temper by Sun Mo.

"By the way, I cheated to death, not to find an opportunity to sneak up on you, but purely to trick you. ”

Sun Mo showed a friendly smile with eight white teeth towards Mu Qianlin: "How is it?

"You're going to die!"

Mu Qianlin roared, and a group of long arrows shot out like a meteor.

Swish!

Without Sun Mo's orders, Xiao Yinzi flew away with Sun Mo.

"Brother Lin, think of a way!"

"This guy's archery skills are too good, right? ”

Listening to the words of the two clansmen, Mu Qianlin, who had a strong sense of self-esteem, was furious, I am at the level of the top five, and he is the top twenty.

Well, I'll admit I underestimated him, top ten!

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, an arrow struck, apparently heading towards the native on the left, but suddenly changed direction and pierced into the head of the native on the right.

Poof!

The natives who had walked before the ghost gate closed, their legs weakened, and they knelt on the ground.

"Archery exercises?"

Mu Qianlin's eyes widened, he only felt that his mouth was dry, and the last bit of hope was also shattered, and with his eyesight, he could see that the archery technique used by this human was very strong.

Then the question is simple, is the next step to surrender? or surrender?