Jiang Qingyun controlled the crossbow bolts as he said, "Cut the crap! Hurry up and lock down this demon. I'm bringing it down!"
Hearing this, everyone hurled all kinds of control skills at Cao Xing.
Cao Xing saw all sorts of ice arrows, capture nets, and even some chain hammers flying toward him.
Naturally, he had no intention of taking those control skills head-on.
His wings spread with a flap.
With Tier 6 movement speed, he instantly shot more than a hundred meters away.
The survivors immediately lost their target.
This was the most obvious difference between the strong and the weak in this world!
Their movement speed was simply too fast!
A gap of one or two tiers was manageable; some quick-reacting people could still keep up.
However, Cao Xing's current movement speed was practically equivalent to that of a Tier 6 powerhouse—a Master Tier existence!
It far surpassed them by an unknown amount.
Even if they had enough people, even if they had plenty of control skills, it was useless if they could not hit him.
"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"
The survivors launched several waves of attacks, but Cao Xing easily dodged every one of them.
"Damn! This demon is too agile. We can't hit it at all!"
"Don't panic! I've been an esports player for ten years. At times like this, you need to predict its movement path and cast your skills ahead of its escape route!"
"I predicted it, but it still doesn't work!"
The situation before them was completely different from what they had imagined!
Cao Xing had gained three levels, and his attributes had increased again. His burst speed was now 140 meters per second.
That was equivalent to 500 kilometers per hour!
Moreover, this was not a smooth, sustained movement speed. Going from zero