Lin Tian was very familiar with this kind of breath locking. It was indeed the prelude to being sniped, and he had been targeted by sniper rifles quite a few times recently.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he took a step forward, but his figure appeared five meters away, and the locked breath on him also vanished.
Lin Tian swept his eyes around the surrounding trees and cursed jokingly, "You guys are really itching for a beating, even daring to aim at me!"
As his words fell, several people jumped down from the surrounding trees, and a few more emerged from what seemed to be weeds on the ground, each heavily camouflaged, almost blending into the environment.
All of these were from Ghost Team and Thunder Wolf Team in disguise; otherwise, Lin Tian would have taken drastic measures against them long ago.
