"Swish swish..."
A burst of whooshing sounds ensued as furious elves unleashed a series of attacks on Zhou Tian without a hint of courtesy. With fury in their eyes, they drew their bows and launched showers of arrows at him.
"Why do you bathe with bows and arrows!" Zhou Tian had no choice but to flee from their relentless attacks.
Given Zhou Tian's strength, the elves did not pose a threat to him. But considering the circumstances, it was impossible for him to lift a finger against them. So Zhou Tian kept his cool and focused only on defending himself, utterly disregarding the thought of counterattack.
Compared to Zhou Tian, the elves were weak. However, their strength lay in their numbers. A wave of arrows was relentlessly shot at him, making Zhou Tian understand the frustration of those he once killed with similar tactics.