Curry was originally very confident in his own strength, especially after he successfully promoted to the sub-god. In the face of the young people of the same age as him around him, there was almost no opponent, and even the older generation of powerhouses in the imperial capital were not in his eyes.

It can be said that he is very proud.

But in front of Ilan, his speed, his skills, and his talent all seemed to be tragic.

No matter how violent his attacks were, Ilan was always able to get his hands on them. The wind and clouds are light.

This made him feel aggrieved and resentful.

It's a contempt, an insult.

A nameless fire burned angrily in his chest.

He was no longer confined to assassination skills and fighting talents, a wind technique, followed by another afterimage technique, and the next moment, his figure had already appeared in the distance.

Unable to gain an advantage in close combat, he decided to take advantage of ranged attacks.

A golden longbow appeared in his hand.

Although he was not a professional marksman, he was very skilled in archery.

"Boy, look at the arrows." He made a good gesture, first drawing his bow and shooting arrows, and only when the arrows left the bowstring did he shout as a reminder.

And his archery skills are very exquisite.

The arrow speed is extremely fast.

Almost at the same time that his voice reached Ilan's eardrums, the arrows had already arrived.

Curry is a Blade Ranger who has awakened the talents of combat, assassination, and ferocity, and is both a battle-hardened knight, a dangerous killer in the night, and a shooter with every shot.

It's a Crimson Arrow.

The explosive energy is enough to tear or even burst the wounds on the body of the person who was hit by the arrow.

Ilan didn't move, his divine sense feeling the aura of the Crimson Arrow.

There was a lot of rage, and it was clear that Curry had killed people, and there was more than one person. Bold and ruthless, this is a real pro who dances on the tip of the knife and in the blood.

Ordinary white feather arrows are infused with blazing energy, showing a scorching momentum.

Seeing that the scarlet arrow was about to hit his left chest, he was about to hit the heart.

He moved.

The body shook slightly.

The scarlet arrows swept by dangerously.

With a thud, the arrow hit the ground.

Immediately after him there was a violent crackling sound, a crater appeared in the ground, and the fresh earth showed signs of burning fire.

That's not the end of it, though.

Curry's bowstring fluctuated, and white feathered arrows followed.

Serial arrows.

Shoot arrows at breakneck speed. When skillfully mastered, these arrows can even be fired at the target at the same time, forming a closed net that kills the enemy.

At this time, Ilan had to change his defensive strategy.

His body moved gently on the ground, and his range of motion was not large, but he was always able to let the feathered arrows fly by his clothes.

Afterimage step.

Remnants dance in a rain of arrows.

It seems to be dangerous and dangerous, but it seems to be light.

Curry kept adjusting where the feathered arrows were aiming.

But no matter how you adjust, the rain of arrows always falls on the clearing, like snow.

A flash of starry light appeared, and Curry's eyes were clear, like sharp lightning, locking on the constantly moving Ilan.

The power of the eagle.

Feel the power of the Prairie Eagle's soul and burst out of potential spiritual power, allowing the caster to increase the damage of ranged weapons by 15% for 30 minutes, expand their field of vision, and increase their accuracy exponentially.

The muscles in his arms bulged, and strands of energy flowed through the meridians. The speed of the fluctuating bowstring doubled again, and as soon as the feathered arrows were mounted, they were immediately fired.

The power of the wild was full of his body, and the momentum of the whole person changed, becoming extremely cold, as if there was no emotion, as if there was no emotion, as if it was a mountain as majestic, and as if it was a piece of cold ice for thousands of years, exuding bursts of cold killing intent.

Targeted sniping.

Stand in place, shoot more accurately, and become the ancient grassland hero Tayang who guarded his oath with his life, and his attack power has increased dramatically.

Arrows are like shooting stars.

Each white feather seemed to have eyes, chasing after Yilan, like a living creature, vowing not to give up until the goal was achieved.

More and more arrows were pursued, and gradually surrounded Ilan, so that he could no longer continue to dodge. He could only stretch out the cold ice dragon blade that was braving the cold air and strike them one by one at the cluster of arrows.

The movements are light, as if weak.

It's like layers of wind whirlpooling.

Lingfeng Combo.

Chop.

The white dragon blades fluttered in the air, seemingly irregular, but they were just right. The white ice and snow are accompanied by feathered arrows, drawing wonderful arcs in the air. At the point of the arc, the white feathers fell to the ground one after another.

The power of the wild and the power of assassination collide frequently.

Energy is raging in the air.

Wind step, afterimage step.

The two skills are used interchangeably.

Always allows him to shoot down the chaos of arrows one by one with dodges and well-proportioned attacks.

All attacks are like graceful dance steps, better than leisurely strolls.

Curry's face turned ugly, this Ilan's skills and pace had reached an unbelievable level. If he attacks, it will be difficult for him to resist.

"Boy, you're really good, you must be promoted to the sub-god, right? And your divine sense should be very condensed, to the point where you can perceive everything around you, otherwise you wouldn't be able to avoid my attacks so calmly. "Ilan's seemingly leisurely defense, but it contains a sharp observation of the attack, such an observation is obviously impossible to possess under the sub-god, it is obviously the dense divine consciousness that plays a role. Curry became more and more certain about this as the battle continued.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I was actually recognized by you. Yes, I am indeed a sub-god, and I am the peak of sub-gods, and I am a little invincible in the face of you. Your attacks are all under my divine control, and I just want to familiarize myself with whether my body has recovered or not. ”

"You are really a genius, no wonder Her Royal Highness the little princess chose you. However, I will not give up. Now, I'm going to give it my all to see if I can completely force your strength out. Curry said, but the movements in his hands were non-stop. I saw him suddenly shout.

"Wrath of the Anemo God."

Feel the wrath of the wind god and gradually increase the critical strike chance and damage of ranged skills in a short period of time. It also accumulates Murder every time you damage the target with Archery, Venom Arrow, Crimson Arrow, Impact Arrow, Burst Arrow, and Hunter's Mark Attack.

Swirls of wind swirled around him, enveloping him, a wisp of wild power swept through.

The golden longbow in his hand burst into a dazzling light, and a thick arrow appeared, which he placed on the bowstring, and this cluster of arrows glowed like a rattlesnake that devoured people, like the gaze of the eyes of death.

Elan's eyes changed.

"What kind of arrow is this?"

"Hehe, this is my hole card, if it weren't for this trial space, I would never use it to target my companions, because the name of this arrow is called the Eye of Death. Once it is watched, it is destined to fall in battle, and no one can escape it under the gaze of the Eye of Death. Including two true sub-god peak powerhouses, and you will be the third. (To be continued.) )