High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 92 Oh no, it's a sharpshooter!

Chapter 92 Oh no, it's a sharpshooter! (26 Subscription Requested)

Gu Ze's face showed resentment. He knew there was a significant gap in strength between him and Chen Fan, but to be forced to watch from afar... he...

"alright."

Chen Fan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't forget you also have a mission. Once things settle down, I'll give you a signal, and then you can let my dad and the others out."

After struggling for a while, Gu Ze finally said, "Okay, but you must be safe and sound, otherwise, I... I won't be able to go back and explain."

"Don't worry, I've taken all the necessary precautions, nothing will happen."

Chen Fan smiled upon hearing this, handed the gun to him, patted him on the shoulder, and then walked towards the southwest.

Gu Ze's performance was somewhat unexpected; he was a real man.

Southwest.

The bandits were getting impatient as they waited for Chen Guodong and his men to appear.

"What's going on? When are these people finally going to show themselves?"

"Yes, we've been waiting here for almost two hours. How much longer do we have to wait?"

"Damn it, they've really angered me. I'm going to charge in and chop them all up!"

A burly man with a bad temper swore.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone behind him laughed.

"Old Ma, look at you, so confident. You think you can challenge artillery with just that knife in your hand?"

"Exactly, one shot from them can wipe you and your horse out of everything."

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Those guards could be riddled with bullets with bullets."

"Hahaha."

Joyful laughter rang out again from the crowd.

"Damn it, you guys are really not fair."

The man cursed, "I was clearly speaking up for you guys, and you're still making fun of me and cursing me to be beaten to a pulp."

"Just kidding, just kidding."

"That's right, Old Ma, we're all just joking. If anyone dares to riddle you with bullets, I'll kill their whole family!"

"That's right!"

Just then, someone exclaimed "Hey!" and pointed to a figure in the distance, asking in confusion, "Brothers, look over there, isn't someone there?"

Everyone else stood on tiptoe to look.

There was indeed a figure in the distance, but it was unclear which way it was heading.

"Let me see."

One of the men holding binoculars looked at the figure his companion had described. "It's a guy with a bow, masked, and it looks like he's heading south."

"Just one person?"

The bald man asked while staring at Songjiabao.

"Boss, there's only one."

"That's fine."

Wu Bing replied without hesitation that their existence was no secret and that many people had seen what they looked like.

"Boss," the hot-tempered man said with a fawning smile, "We brothers are just killing time anyway, why don't we go hunting?"

"Yes, brother, we've been waiting here so long the flowers have all withered."

"Brother, we'll be right back when those guys come out. We promise we won't delay you."

Upon hearing this, the others echoed his sentiments.

The hunting they were talking about was clearly not legitimate hunting; rather, it involved treating people as prey and enjoying the thrill of the chase.

Wu Bing frowned. He had to admit that this time the wait had indeed been a bit long.

Fine, let them have their fun, so they don't bother me with their noise.

"Go quickly and come back quickly."

"Okay!"

The group quickly ran back, leaped onto their horses, slapped the bows against the wildebeest's rumps, and galloped towards the man who was six or seven hundred meters away.

"?"

Six hundred meters away, Chen Fan was stunned when he saw several small black dots rushing towards him.

What's going on?

Are these bandits that vigilant?

Could it be that the worst-case scenario is about to happen?

He took a deep breath. There was no other way, so he decided to bring it on. When paths cross, the brave will prevail.

But after taking a few more steps forward, he realized something was wrong.

Because only four or five figures were charging towards him, while the main force of bandits in the distance remained motionless.

A ridiculous yet reasonable thought popped into his mind: Could it be that they thought they could kill him by sending just a few people?

"interesting."

Chen Fan's lips curled up.

I felt a great weight lifted off my shoulders.

If he had known they would come one by one to deliver the goods, he wouldn't have needed to devise any foolproof plan beforehand; he could have just gone for it.

Gu Ze, who was watching from a distance behind, was worried for Chen Fan.

Without a doubt, those bandits were after Chen Fan; he had already been discovered.

Chen Fan, how are you going to deal with this situation?

In just a few seconds, the five bandits had reached their maximum speed, and the 100-meter distance was left behind in just three or four seconds.

The wind whistled past his ears as the raging man laughed wildly. The poor wretch not far away was unaware of the impending danger.

By the time he realizes what's happening—no, even if he does realize it, it will be too late. Can two legs outrun four?

The four people behind him also revealed ferocious smiles.

They preferred to chase their prey on horseback, and only when the prey was exhausted and begging for mercy on its knees would they feel bored and give it a quick death.

"etc!"

Just then, one of them widened his eyes and said in an incredulous tone, "He... he seems to be accelerating towards us!"

"What?!"

Everyone else was a little confused when they heard this.

"No, he saw us! He's quickening his pace!"

Another voice rang out.

"How is that possible?"

The man at the very front strained his eyes, unable to comprehend how anyone could advance instead of retreat in this situation.

"Five hundred and fifty meters."

Chen Fan estimated his position relative to the main band of bandits, and the five people in front of him were already nearly 350 meters away.

The next moment, he decisively drew his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the chest of the person in the first place, and then decisively released the bowstring when it was almost fully drawn.

"Snapped!"

With a loud bang, the arrow shot out and, to the man's astonishment, pierced his heart. Before he could even let out a scream, he fell from the galloping wildebeest and rolled several times on the ground.

"!"

The man behind him watched this scene unfold, his mouth agape, his eyes filled with disbelief and utter terror.

next moment,

"Pfft!"

With a crisp sound, an arrow pierced through the air, its chill penetrating to the core.

Three hundred meters away, Chen Fan walked briskly forward, nocking an arrow and aiming at the next person.

With a strength attribute of over 60 points, he could easily draw the 200-pound bow, let alone draw it only halfway.

Almost every second, an arrow flew out, and not far away, a corpse rolled off a horse.

"No! Retreat!"

Even the two remaining people, no matter how stupid they were, understood that this person was not as simple as he seemed!

Judging from the fact that he noticed they weren't running but instead accelerated towards them, this guy was very likely after them!

This guy is definitely a master!

The two men strained to pull on the reins, trying to turn their horses around and go back to tell their leader the news.

Chen Fan shook his head slightly upon seeing this.

These two people are no different from targets at this moment.

"Thump!"

One of them had just turned his horse around when he was struck in the chest by an arrow and fell to the ground.

The other man turned his head, but before his mount could accelerate, his body jolted. He looked down and saw an arrow piercing through his chest, its tip stained with blood and containing fragments of his heart.

From the moment Chen Fan fired the first arrow to the moment he killed five people, only six or seven seconds had passed.

Gu Ze, who saw this scene through the telescope, did not show the slightest joy on his face.

Because he saw that the remaining bandits had seen what was happening, and some of them had even mounted their horses, it seemed they were about to come out in full force!

Chen Fan, can you still hold on?

About 500 meters away from Chen Fan, the remaining twenty-odd bandits were furious, cursing Chen Fan's ancestors for eighteen generations.

At first, they were all very envious when their companions left.

After all, there's only one prey, and with too many monks and too little porridge, it's not satisfying.

As a result, right before their eyes, the prey actually shot and killed all five people with arrow after arrow!

It's right in front of them!

"Damn it! We underestimated that guy! Old Duan and the rest of them are all dead!"

"Kill him! Avenge our fallen brothers!"

"Kill him? I'll tear him to pieces!"

Their eyes were bloodshot, and they were all gritting their teeth.

"Big brother, let's go!"

Someone sitting on horseback, seeing that the leader was still staring at Songjiabao, urged him anxiously.

My own brother was murdered, right in front of everyone! This is an irreconcilable hatred! As for robbing money, what difference does it make if I do it one less time?

Wu Bing's eyes revealed a look of resentment.

He thought that group of people would likely come out around this time, but Duan Changpeng and his group insisted on causing trouble!

If they had just killed that person, that would have been one thing, but they kicked a hornet's nest. Five people, five people! They were all wiped out.

Now he has to clean up this mess, otherwise...

"what!"

Just then, a piercing scream rang out from the crowd, and a figure suddenly tumbled off his horse, clutching his chest tightly with both hands, his face showing an expression of extreme pain.

An arrow pierced his chest, and blood stained his hands and clothes red.

"Eighth Brother!"

Several men nearby, their eyes blazing with fury, roared hysterically.

Many of the bandits around were so shocked that they couldn't utter a sound, and just sat on their horses, frozen like stones.

Where did these arrows come from?

Could it have been shot by that guy?

How is that possible!

The distance between the two sides is nearly 500 meters!

"call out!"

A whooshing sound suddenly rang out, and the Grim Reaper's scythe descended once more.

"Get down on your feet!"

Wu Bing roared and swiftly picked up the long axe beside him.