The red color on the arrow seemed to be dyed red by the blood spilling from between Olanjiefer's fingers, and although the arrow lost its colorless state, it seemed to increase its power.

The arrow is out, and the light curtain is reborn!

The previous series of eight arrows, after each arrow, Aura will definitely wave his hand, discard the previous light curtain and create a new layer, and this moment is no exception,

Only this time, it was no longer a violent shaking that was more and more violent, but the sound of the two colliding and suddenly shattering.

"Very good, very good, worthy of the protection of the elves!"

The extremely boring look on his face finally converged a little,

His hands were crossed, and then he suddenly moved forward, and at the moment when the light curtain shattered, there was a more terrifying light curtain suddenly.

And at this moment, just because the light curtain was broken, it was Oranjiefer who felt a little comfortable, but at the moment when the light curtain appeared, he suddenly felt as heavy as a mountain.

All the senses immediately turned to the light curtain that should have no color, but could be seen by themselves.

It seemed that it was just the same existence as the previous nine layers, but it was definitely not ordinary to make the ninth arrow that wanted to continue to move forward collapse in an instant, and to give me a great sense of danger.

Lifting his right hand, Olanjeffer is resolute and resolute.

The glory of the elves cannot be insulted, and their own glory cannot be desecrated, and even at this moment, his right hand is still in pain and cannot touch the bowstring.

But the arrows still have to rush out.

He exhaled a long breath, and then put his right hand in the bowstring, and in Olanjiefu's eyes, the madness was still the same, the heartiness was still the same, and the whole body, sweat had already beaten the clothes, and all this was cast into Olanjiefer's tenth arrow at this moment,

The bow is a semicircle, and until this moment, Olanjeffer can't exert half or even a tenth of the power of this bow, but what can he do?

The bow of the elves represents the protection of the elves, so I will crush one of the world's ones in the name of protection.

"Zila!"

Between his thumb and forefinger, a piece of skin suddenly tore open before Oranjeffer could let the arrow go off the string, and then a penetrating pain directly crowded his mind.

Elven archery, in order to be close to nature, never used finger buckles at all, and this is the reason why Olanjiefer has so much blood flowing out when he pulls the elven bow.

But what if it's still the same sentence?

Completely unaffected by the sudden labor pain between his fingers, Orangel's eyes were all on the curtain of light that gradually disappeared.

Before this, he attacked and Aura defended, and at this moment the situation was still reversed, so Orenjeffer had a chance to observe what this light curtain was, what was the magic that made her, and why it brought him, it was almost a feeling of suffocation.

The light curtain is approaching at an extremely fast speed, but when it is seen by Oranjiefer, there is a kind of delay, but even if it is delayed, it will eventually come.

There was no trace of any dignity at all, and Orenjeffer could only let go of his right hand at the end of the day, and an arrow flew out directly, of course, there was still a trace of bright red on it.

"Ding!"

The advancing light curtain, as well as the arrows that Orlanjeffer had to be off-string, collided violently in mid-air, and then burst out a string of white sparks.

There was a sudden burst of brightness in his eyes, and when Olanjeffer saw the white spark, he seemed to have a very weak guess in his mind, or even that it could not exist, but this was an index, and Olanjeffer believed that as long as he caught this index, he would naturally know what kind of magic Ora was using,

But the appearance of this look was only for a moment.

Because when the white sparks that touched the two dissipated, Oranjeffer was stunned to find that his tenth arrow had returned to its previous state again—it had collapsed in an instant.

And if the light curtain was not blocked, it advanced again, and a terrifying twilight came.

What was the light curtain, and why could the arrows from his elven bow be so easily routed into nothingness?

And what kind of height does Naora's strength have? Why did he resist so easily, no, it destroyed his own strength above archery?

At this moment, Oranjiefer, who obviously wanted to raise his hand again, suddenly found that he could no longer control his right arm.

It seemed to be bleeding too much, and it seemed that his strength was lacking, and whatever the reason was, the result was that Orenjeffer had to helplessly bear the shady layer that was about to come to him.

I didn't think about retreating, because since I chose to fight, there was no reason to retreat, and besides, where could I retreat?

I didn't think about unlocking my seal, not because I was afraid that if I forcibly unsealed it again, I would suffer any damage, but because I really didn't show even a little bit of aura about the magic of the underworld in front of such a strong person.

Then it's just a matter of bearing it.

Taking a deep breath and then retracting the Elven Bow in an instant, Orenjeffer gave up calmly.

And Tans, who saw this, was not far away, but he just smiled.

Of course, since Tans can do this, there must be a reason,

For example, at this moment, the light curtain that was only half a hand away from the tip of Orlanjiefer's nose collapsed in an instant.

"I suddenly felt that if my future apprentice knew that I had crippled you, he would definitely make trouble with me!" "Little Thumb dug his nostrils, seemingly casually, but he obviously looked for Ola under the steps, and said, "So if you kid's life is good, let's change the conditions!"

"Mr. Ola?"

In the distance, Tans, who had not felt any danger from beginning to end, naturally knew the reason for the occurrence of such a fact.

The high priest of the elven clan is a good friend of this Ora family, although it is very good at the time, Tans doesn't know, but at the very least, Aura will not really hurt the elf clan,

What's more, Olanjeffer took out the Elven Bow, since he can become a friend of the Elven clan, of course, he will not be unheard of the Elven Bow, so Oranjief, who has the Elven Bow, has a very thick talisman in front of Orrah.

At this moment, Tans had thought like this before, but in fact, there was more than just these reasons he guessed, which was to make Ora give up the move that could have directly inflicted on Oranjief.

"Alright, alright, send this girl to my office!" waved his hand directly, interrupting Tans's words to continue, Ora yawned loudly, and then walked towards a certain part of the academy,

But when he turned around, Olan Jeffer, who was no longer crazy in his eyes, suddenly sobered up, and when he seemed to understand something, he bowed long to Ola, "Thank you, Mr. Ola, for your guidance!"

"Oh?" Orenjeffer's words just fell, Ola turned around suddenly, and then looked at the Orangel who seemed to have a great understanding and asked curiously, "What are you thanking me for?

"Mr. Olanjeferscher's guidance on my archery skills!"

"Then tell me how to give advice!" said Orenjeffer. Ola, who was in high spirits all of a sudden, was not in a hurry to finish things at the moment, so that he could sleep soundly, and said so to Orange Jeffrey.

"Archery is a journey, skill is only one aspect," Seeing that Ola was looking at himself with amusement, and Tans was already looking at himself, Oran Jeffer could only say with a wry smile, "Strength is equally important!"

"If there is a big mountain in front of me, even if I want to destroy it, I can't do anything with my skills, but if my strength can also reach the sky, I can naturally shatter the sky with one arrow!"

"That makes sense, but what else?"

The interest on his face was even stronger, and Ola stopped completely, just looking at Orenjeffer, and the latter continued to speak under his inquiry,

"My enemies are not only the creatures of the mountains, but also the essence of the mountains, so I am indispensable for skill and strength!"

There was a slight pause, and Orenjeffer suddenly felt that the longbow behind his back had an extremely heavy force, as if it was about to crush his entire body.

But how is it possible, I am the master of the bow and arrow at the moment, then everything about him must be subject to my own arrangement.

Exhaling softly, Olanjiefu suddenly spoke again, "And Mr. Xie, tell Olanjiefu that there is indeed a sky outside the sky!"

"What do you think you'll do next?"

"Layer by layer, go and stab this day!"

All over the body, a burst of arrogance from the bone marrow instantly spread throughout the body, but also filled the surroundings, at this moment, the moonlight is like silver, the shadows of the trees are swaying, outside the wall, it seems that the lights are brilliant, for the wall, but there is a dead silence,

Oran Jeffer's sudden words made Aura, who was still smiling just now, suddenly become dumb,

Especially when Olanjeffer looked proudly at everything around him, how could that feeling, how could it feel so much like when he was back then?

The whole face suddenly had a smile, and the original dumbness was interrupted by his own smile, Aura looked at the elf who inherited the elf bow, maybe it would really bring something unexpected to himself.

"Not bad," clapped his hands, and Ola's sudden movement directly broke the silence, "Then let's talk about the third condition!"

"Mr. Ola, didn't you say you went to treat Claire?"

"Oh, her name is Claire, I don't think the name is very good, as my apprentice, you can't have this name that is not gentle at all, and not domineering at all, forget it, wait to wake her up, and ask her if she wants to change her name!"

Shaking his head very dissatisfied, Ola obviously deliberately opened the topic, but who can do it? The initiative now is all in his hands.

"Excuse me, sir, what is the third condition?"

Ora's words fell, but Oranjiefu, who didn't have any dissatisfaction at all, spoke directly, and Ola suddenly smiled at Oranjiefu, "Within three years, you are not allowed to use the Elven Bow!"