The ordinary members of the Silver Moon City gangs were even more helpless, completely unable to block the Multi-shot Arrow attack. The blood-red arrow phantoms moved like life-reaping scythes, weaving wantonly among them, each one taking a life.
Screams and wails filled the air, instantly turning the Gobi Desert into a living hell.
Some Silver Moon City gang members were struck in the head by the arrow phantoms, dying on the spot.
Others were shot in the limbs and fell to the ground, struggling in agony, only to be quickly finished off by subsequent arrow phantoms, their bodies losing all signs of life.
Still others tried to turn and flee, but pursuing arrow phantoms pierced them through the back. They staggered forward a few steps before collapsing heavily to the ground, never to move again.
Qin Feng stood at the cabin door, holding the Bloodthirsty Bow, his eyes cold as he watched everything unfold.
