"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"
Arrows shot out one by one, each able to precisely hit the head of an Omeia.
"Puff! Puff puff puff puff!"
Even though Su Xiaoyang didn't possess Han Xing's [Dragon-Hunting Arrow Skill] for mindless bombardment, she had the [Elf's Eye] and a series of Archer skills to enhance her accuracy.
Furthermore, the terrifying attack speed at Legendary Level.
As a Hunter profession least adept at handling mobs, at this moment she could single-handedly face an army!
"Wow! Little Sister Xiaoyang is really impressive!"
Zhang Lianmeng, who originally intended to help, sincerely praised after seeing that Su Xiaoyang's side was unaffected.
Han Xing nodded, continuing to maneuver the battleship, charging towards the center of the Storm Corps.
Omeia coming from all directions were easily taken care of by everyone.
After advancing tens of thousands of kilometers further.
The wind's intensity abruptly increased several folds.
