Chapter 1173

"Madman!"

There was a cry of surprise.

From the body of the gang leader's father and Xia Fukun, it sounded at the same time.

The combination of the three skills can become the divine skill.

And I don't know. The more a large number of talent skills are combined, the more powerful the talent skills will be.

But

In a real sense, people who can do it and integrate more than ten kinds of talents' skills.

Maybe, not without

But at least

Even the leader's father has never seen him.

The father of the gang leader can't, nor can Lord nabirus!

The consequence of doing so is that the system behind these big talent skills will bite back!

Take the leader's father as an example. At the moment, he has seven kinds of dessert skills at most.

And nabirus may be a little better than the leader's father, but he is so strong that he has integrated about eight kinds of talent skills.

But——

This Xia Fukun, unexpectedly wants to fuse 11 kinds of talent skills!

You know, he is still in the realm of God

The gang leader's father looked at Xia Fukun in a strange way. He even said that, in fact, he had seen the end of Xia Fukun

It's also this time.

Xia Fukun uttered a shrill cry.

His blood essence is gushing to those great talent skills.

Those big day goods skill body, all waved out a burst of black smoke.

Those black smoke, soon, spared the body of Xia Fukun.

"Fool, you've been killed."

That gang leader father scolded a, just prepare to go toward that Xia Fu Kun, then discover.

At the moment, it seems that Xia Fukun's situation is more complicated than what he imagined

At the moment, although Xia Fukun was killed.

Although suffering from an unimaginable pain.

Even the bones in the body collide and deform at this moment.

However, his two feet show inside eight characters, trembling body, slowly raised his head.

That vision, dead of fall on that small Cui's body.

"Die..."

A word, spit out from Xia Fukun's mouth.

It's also this time.

From his fingers, a black awn flew towards Xiaocui.

Seeing this, the leader's father narrowed his eyes.

Immediately, the body shape flashed, directly stopped in front of Xiaocui.

Soon, the shield reappeared.

Protect Xiaocui in the shield, just like before.

It's just that what the gang leader's father didn't think of.

The black awn, when it appeared on the shield.

It turned out to be a direct "Chi Chi Chi" sound, and immediately swallowed up the shield released by the leader's father.

"What..."

At this moment, even the gang leader's father was a little surprised. Looking at the black awn released by Xia Fukun.

But at this moment, he did not dare to neglect.

The folding fan reappeared and intercepted the black awn directly.

When the folding fan is opened, the word "Ning" on the folding fan is like the ancient bell chanting, spreading the waves, as if ready to suppress the black awn released by Xia Fukun.

But——

What surprised the leader's father even more happened

The black awn.

Seems to have found that he is not the opponent of the folding fan. In front of the folding fan, I was so shocked that I made a circle and continued to sweep towards Xiaocui.

"This is..."

The gang leader's father was numb by Xia Fukun's manipulation.

Because he never saw

When the caster falls into the unknown situation, the skills released by the caster can still have the sense of independence, and they are not able to walk at the high endHowever, Xiaocui, Xia Fukun will be killed.

However, the leader's father also made a statement.

He wants to protect Xiaocui.

After all, the words have already been said. If it can't protect Xiaocui, won't it be slapped in the face?

He is not only the myth of fortune, but also the myth of the whole universe.

If his face is beaten, his face is refuted. In the future, there will be a lot of trouble. Despite the troubles, it's impossible to threaten the gang leader's father. However, the leader's father is a man who is afraid of trouble.

So, when heimang came to Xiaocui.

With one hand, she stopped Xiaocui.

"Farce, it's over..."

"Xia Fukun, you let me down..."

The master of that hand is the leader's father. At the moment, the leader's father is looking at Xia Fukun, whose body has begun to be out of his control.

A hand stretched out, directly grasped the black awn that Xia Fukun released.

Heimang, in the hands of the gang leader's father, flies wildly. However, there is no egg left

The corner of the gang leader's father's eye, there has been obvious anger.

He fixed his eyes on Xia Fukun, who was shaking and deformed.

Hold the palm of your hand.

"Click"

The black awn was smashed in the hands of the gang leader's father

And Xia Fukun, who used the magic, was already in a very strange state. The gang leader's father smashed the powerful attack he released.

"Puff"

Xia Fukun spat out a mouthful of blood.

Next.

The breath of the whole person began to drop suddenly.

It's also at this time.

That Xia Fukun's throat inside, sent out a burst of chilly laughter.

"Ha ha ha..."

"Interesting, really interesting..."

The gang leader's father looked at Xia Fukun with his head down.

He didn't know why Xia Fukun was still able to speak wildly at this time, let alone what Xia Fukun meant by saying this

"Xia Fukun... You're inflated."

The leader's father frowned and didn't know what to say.

"Inflation..."

Then Xia Fukun grinned.

"I never knew how to write."

"Why don't you..."

"Teach me!"

In Xia Fukun's words.

The black smoke on Xia Fukun's body, surprisingly, floated over his head and condensed into a ghost.

That huge ghost, at the moment, is opening a bloody mouth.

As if to devour the world