Chen Shouyi's face was cold, as he swiftly drew out another arrow, aiming at another warbird.
This warbird, which had already begun its dive, was so frightened that it hurriedly flapped its wings, trying to ascend back into the sky.
However, it was too late. An arrow pierced its belly instantly, bursting a bloody hole. It let out a mournful cry and plummeted from the sky.
Chen Shouyi's actions did not stop, arrows were shot one after another.
Arrows at three times the speed of sound pierced the air with a thunderous roar, leaving white trails in the sky, like crisscrossing lines.
From time to time, warbirds plummet from the sky.
Although Chen Shouyi was accustomed to attacking within a hundred meters with his bow and arrow, due to the higher accuracy and greater power at this distance, it didn't mean that his 800-pound war bow's attack range was limited to this.
