The initiative had fallen into Fang Zhixing's hands, whoever showed their head would be his target.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~
Suddenly, the sound of cutting through the air intensified.
Arrows flew towards them, striking the rocks and bouncing away.
They couldn't reach Fang Zhixing at all.
"What are they shooting at randomly?"
Fang Zhixing wondered, turning his head, he suddenly saw several figures quickly approaching from the jungle.
There were five people!
They were robust, dressed in tight, short combat clothes, zigzagging through the rocky terrain with serpentine moves, quickly closing in.
One of them was also holding an oval black shield in front, which glinted with a metallic cold light.
At the same time, the arrows kept falling, suppressing Fang Zhixing so he couldn't show his head.
"They want to fight up close!"
Xigou was startled, this was a rhythm of five against one!
The five individuals rapidly closed in, and in a blink, they were just over ten meters away.