Chapter 297: Too many, but count

The dark clouds continued to be densely covered, and the countless arrows still came towards them.
While they were resisting the arrow, in the midair, there was another burst of powder scattered! !
After exploring the powder, Feng Chu song sneered twice.
It’s mean! !
This powder is actually a chemical power!
This is clearly clear, the other party is trying to put them to death! !
At the moment, the imperial dust and the demon night have already released the spiritual power, and they have resisted the arrows that come from all sides.
Those powders are extremely powerful.
Follow the wind, through the gap, toward them.
The strong light shrouded the three people's body.
The three stood side by side.
Suddenly, the night of the demon turned around and looked at the emperor. "How? Do you want to compare it, see who killed those people first?"
A pair of faintly revealing the bottom of the red, sparkling endless provocation.
I was aware of this provocation, and the emperor’s brows rose. "it is good!!"
The two then looked at each other for the next moment, but they were separated to the sides! !
"Yiangzi, these things, give us men to do, you do not have to intervene." In the midair, a low voice, immediately under the powerful momentum, the emperor dust and the night, straight away from the distance.
The emperor's dust is a spiritual situation. Although the other party has prepared a few hands, he can't beat him. However, it was a moment of effort, and the power in the air was scattered, and all of them were hit back by the emperor.
The same is true of the night of the demon.
Feng Chuge is a powerful person who knows the strength of the night. On that day, she has witnessed all this in the town demon tower.
But I did not expect that the night will be strong.
Under the yin wind, the red robes fluttered with the wind.
Looking from afar, it is like a burning fire.
His body suddenly rushed up, and the whole man went straight in the direction of the breath, followed by the emperor of a black robe -
One red and one black, two figures, suddenly lost.
Feng Chuge stood in the same place and watched it carefully around...
I don't know how long it took, in mid-air, suddenly there was a burst of mourning.
The short sound is straight and wrinkled, and the whole piece of dark clouds is like a tear that has been torn apart.
In a short while, the two figures, almost inconsistent, flew forward together -
"This grandfather only killed fifteen people, what about you?" The night of the night with his hands on his chest, he was holding his eyelids, and his face was full of publicity.
The Emperor wiped his eyes and night, and he smirked at the lips. "Too much, countless..."
After that, go up and ring the waist of Fengchu song. "Yangzi, it's not early, let's go."
The demon night was a bit indignant because of the imperial answer.
He wanted to go back and count how many of them were killed.
He won't lose to a human! !
Just about to return, I found that the imperial dust has gone far with the Fengchu song, the demon night is a hoe, and the supple ink is squatting behind. "Hey, this uncle will not be a human being with you!"
Finish, fly to go -
"You two wait for me...! Hey, I said the surname of the emperor, this uncle does not care about you, do you go so fast? Is the guilty? Is this uncle telling you that I am disdainful with you... ..."
Feng Chuge walked in front of her, and the meat in her arms sighed without stopping -
"Master, there is a demon night, this road, not too lonely."