At this moment, everyone widened their eyes and opened their mouths, as if they had seen something extremely inconceivable.
Under everyone's gaze,
Chen Fan almost instantly, pulled the bowstring to its full extent.
Accompanied by a sound like an explosion, five iron arrows emitted a piercing screech and flew towards five antelopes with astonishing speed.
At the moment the bowstring sounded, a dozen antelopes simultaneously kicked their hind legs and fled backwards.
But the arrows were too fast, flying at nearly six to seven hundred meters per second.
In almost the blink of an eye, five antelopes were hit by the arrows and fell to the ground, some hit in the head, some in the body, and some in the legs.
It wasn't over yet; Chen Fan swiftly took out three more arrows from the quiver, drew the bow, and as soon as the bowstring was released, three arrows shot out explosively.
Seven or eight hundred meters away, three more antelopes fell to the ground.