Human energy is limited, even if someone can use martial arts while urging Xuanka and using powerful methods, but this is always only a cross of the two, not a fusion of the two.

A martial artist who cultivates both Kawu and martial arts, while swinging a punch, while controlling the Xuanka, bursting out of the fireball, even if it can burst out with strong power, but between the fireball and the fist are still two independent individuals, the punch power of the powerful martial artist will even destroy the advance of the fireball, and the fireball will also limit the swing of the fist, in short, there will be more or less constraints between the two, and such constraints will make the power drop to the point that it is not as good as using one alone.

And what Han Xu's success means is that when he throws a punch, the fireball will fly out like the force that his own punch will produce, and the impetus in the Xuanka will drive the punch, and the fist will become the impetus for the fireball.

This is Kavudo.

Card and martial arts are completely one, a path that people have been eager to take for countless years.

As for the reason why this road has not been realized for so many years, and it seems that it will not be realized for many years to come, Han Xu has also thought about the reason. The fundamental reason is that in order to achieve this, many conditions are required: one point is that the talents of Kadao and Martial Arts need to be terrifyingly high, so that they can structure both sides. And the second point is that a martial art is needed, which requires the possibility of coincidentally existing in the Xuanka structure, although Han Xu still doesn't understand where the meeting point between the "Lingfeng Divine Spectrum" and the Xuanka comes from and where it exists, but he knows that the White Emperor is a great all-rounder, so there is the possibility of creating everything. As for the third point, it is chance.

It is these three points, all of which are indispensable and extremely strict, that have been lying on the path of human progress like an unclimbable hill for thousands of years, and have been judged by people to be impossible to succeed, which is a limitation given by God, just as man can fly, but he cannot grow wings on his own.

And now, the road is paved in front of their eyes.

The chance that a new avenue was cracked by two people who were not even of the highest ranks, and it may be a great irony for the thousands of years of Xuanka history and the countless great star-like characters that have appeared on this long river of history.

However, Han Xu and Bai Liuyi both knew that this road could not actually be regarded as an opening, and for them, it was just an open door.

With a fireball card that can be perfectly integrated with the "Lingfeng Divine Spectrum", then there can be the next one, and when his realm is stronger, when he can use multiple cards at the same time, he can have countless Xuanka circling around him, and he only needs to think about it between one move and one style, and the power of Lingfeng Divine Spectrum can drive out the power of countless Xuanka, and the two forces are fused with each other......

A picture appeared in Han Xu's mind, countless terrifying Xuanka flew into the sky, and the flames that rushed out of the hundred-mile cracked ground rushed into the sky, engulfing the sky all day.

The Xuanbing of the Hundred Miles of Cold Autumn and the Shenxuan Great Sword of Dugu Peak were defeated in the flames, and the Federal Dynasty collapsed......

The image of fantasy appeared in his mind, and then gradually disappeared after Han continued to control his mind.

He sat in the same position he was accustomed to sitting in the cellar, and a breeze swirled around him. Compared to the fury when he showed "Ling Feng Divine Spectrum" in the forest, his current performance can only be described as a long stream of water.

The vitality in the body is running very slowly, just to carefully capture the flash of aura.

When you are not strong enough, you will naturally rely on the aura to grasp many opportunities, but when you are strong enough, many opportunities are not opportunities, but can be created by yourself.

Han Xu was very sure that the appearance of the Ling Feng Divine Pattern was such a situation.

At that time, martial arts and Kadao were only the eighth grade of the elementary level, and he captured the Ling Feng Divine Pattern by chance, and now he is a little stronger than at that time, and has entered the middle level, and the control of spiritual power or the control of vitality has risen to a level, so the opportunity that he could not meet again no matter how he repeated it, now the difficulty will be reduced a lot.

This is a very simple truth, the road is simple, and this simple truth also exists in the "Lingfeng Divine Pattern" of the world.

Han Xu himself vaguely knew that there would be a few new stripes on the existing Ling Feng Divine Pattern, and the appearance of these lines would further broaden the combination between the Ling Feng Divine Pattern and the Xuan Ka.

It's just that the probability of an encounter has become greater, and it is still a chance, not something that will be achieved 100%, so he still needs to wait more and practice more, but he knows very well that he will definitely capture that trace of opportunity and make Ling Feng's divine spectrum more and more perfect.

Then, the Heavenly Fire Sect Master wearing the iron mask was shattered into thousands of pieces!

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A light rain began to fall in the sky again, and the rain fell on the dilapidated slums and among the weedy woods.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain.

The construction of the city did not change the fact that the existence of forests was necessary, and there were large areas of such forests in the city of Wanyu, and in this woods where there were few animals to speak of because of the uncontrolled hunting of the poor people who lacked food, among the grass and stacks of leaves, the black copper covered in mud wriggled on it like a broken-footed worm.

With two eyes turned into two black holes, he has already climbed a full kilometer of the road, he was just a mechanic who relied on the existence of war weapons, his body was not strong, he had not eaten for a few days and the mountains and forests were rugged, he had climbed for a full day in this short kilometer of road.

He was now cold, the muddy water had soaked his entire body, and both hands had peeled off, and the muddy water had even poured into his hollow eyes.

Such a terrifying appearance is enough to scare any child to cry.

And his own eyes, which could no longer cry, were still crying deep down. He was desperate to the extreme, and he knew that with his current strength, it would be impossible for him to climb too far, but the instinct to survive still pushed him to keep climbing.

"Save Me ......"

"Help......

He struggled to crawl through the mud-covered grass as he let out a faint cry in his hoarse voice that sounded like a cry for help from the bottom of the sea.

He kept crawling like this, and crawled for another hour or two, when he felt that his whole body was about to festering in the rain, suddenly there were footsteps representing hope in the mud, and he was suddenly surprised to pat the ground with his hand, and his hoarse voice expanded vigorously: "Help......"

Five pairs of black rain boots came from a distance and stopped in front of him, splashing a little muddy water in his face.

Feeling someone standing in front of him, he struggled frantically on the ground with his last strength like a person who had drowned and touched a swimming ring, clutching the front pair of feet.

"Save Me ......"

"Save Me ......"

However, the five men standing in front of him looked at the hall master curled up in his lap like a dog, and their faces were indifferent.

The man in the big red windbreaker standing at the front slowly squatted down in front of him, and the dagger that was wet from the rain and extremely cold slapped it on his face, and said, "Master Motang, I didn't expect you to be alive. ”

"It's me, it's me, it's the people in the society?" Hearing the other party reveal his identity, knowing that they must be the people of the Tianhuo Society, the mountains and rivers had no way out, but they didn't expect to be able to directly bump into the people of the Tianhuo Society, and the ecstasy burst out of his heart, and he immediately raised his head and shouted, "That's right, it's me! I'm not dead yet!"

"What about the World Destroyer?" compared to his excitement, the man's voice was extremely cold, arching his black back covered with raindrops, squatting down, and just asked coldly.

Mo Tong then heard who his voice was, and hurriedly asked, "Blood Red, is it you?"

The blood-red hall master with red hair looked impatient, his voice sank, and he asked, "I ask you, what about the World Destroyer?!"

There is no friendship between the gods and generals of the Tianhuo Society, and they will betray each other without provoking danger in case of danger, and the same is almost the same between the hall masters, even if it is under the same god general, the situation is not optimistic, recalling the battle between the two in the past, at this moment it is like a needle in his heart, Mo Tong is worried that he will leave him alone, and hurriedly said: "They gouged out my eyes! Save me first, I must break them into pieces!"

Hearing this answer, the blood-red face sank slightly, pondered for a while, and asked, "So, you don't know?"

"They blindfolded me, and then gouged out my eyes, I don't know where they were, but they must be not far away!

Gouging out your eyes, such a cold and bloody method is actually commonplace in their Heavenly Fire Society, but Blood Red really didn't expect the World Destroyer to be so ruthless, "Why did they gouge out your eyes, and why didn't they just kill you?"

"I don't know!

Let himself repeatedly shout so humbly, but the other party is still indifferent and indifferent, and the shouting gradually weakens.

Mo Tong realized that they didn't seem to have any intention of saving themselves at all, he couldn't see anything but seemed to be able to see the coldness on Xuehong's face, he hurriedly said: "Xuehong, save me quickly, we are all hall masters under the Butterfly God's seat, you save me quickly, otherwise the Butterfly God will definitely not forgive you!"

Blood Red looked at him with a sneer, only feeling that his threat was extremely ridiculous at this time, and said: "The butterfly god is fortunate to be the master of our seat, the favorite is the ghost abandonment, followed by me, but I don't like you, the ugly-looking dead fat man, do you think your weight in the heart of the butterfly god is comparable to me?"

Your ant cannon has also been lost, and your eyes are blind, but there is no elixir that can cure the disease of the eyes, and your only value now is to tell where the World Destroyer is, and now that you don't even have this clue, what will the club do to save you?"

Mo Tong's body stiffened, and the smile on his face slowly stiffened, only to feel that every drop of rain hitting his body was as merciless as a bullet.

The killing intent transmitted by the other party made him quickly let go of his hand and panicked back legs, but a tire-sized metal disc with dozens of sharp blades on the opponent's back suddenly began to rotate, and the "blood droplets", a weapon built in imitation of the pre-cataclysmic era, flew out of the blood-red back with a bang, shredding the raindrops, and then slashed across the neck of the black copper, and then spun and flew into the forest.

The head of the ink copper smashed into the turbid water with an ordinary thud, and the red that came out was soon covered by the yellow mud in the water.

"Since he said that the World Destroyer will not be too far away, it should not be too far, and the nearby should be where he is hiding. Blood Red held the center of the hollow of the blood droplets that flew back, and the blades on the side of the disc were still spinning rapidly, his face was as usual, "Go back and inform the Butterfly God, the ability of the World Destroyer is no longer something we can easily settle." ”

"Yes. Several subordinates bowed down to receive the order and turned back.

Blood Red glanced down at the corpse, sneered, and then turned around and hurried towards the circuit, thinking that he had found out the whereabouts of the World Destroyer, and it was a great achievement, tonight, the Butterfly God would definitely be in the clouds and rain with him for a whole night.

It was not at all the extreme taste that ordinary women could match, the bewitching and spicy perfect body, the soft mountains and meadows, and the interweaving between him that made him linger, and her just right and extremely charming moaning...... Even just recalling it made him feel like his whole person had rushed up to the clouds, and somewhere in his body had already begun to react......

Faster pace.

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PS: Thank you for the monthly pass of the sleeping ice brother and the bracket brother, thank you very much. Although this is really useless to me, but to be honest, I'm still very happy, thank you for having me in your heart, and it also made me shameful to be on the monthly ticket list for dozens of minutes, hahaha.

Of course, this is also putting pressure on me, pressure, making people panic, making me quite unconfident, the root of the lack of confidence is still the lack of confidence, because the confidence comes from the results.

In fact, the fact that the book has no results is a very simple truth, and I have said it several times, no matter how Brother Gulong and Brother Taoli say good things, I know that it is not well written. I also know very well which places were slots, those plots may be toxic, but this book is already like this, I can't make any major changes, and the tone of the book and the style of my own thinking also lead to the writing of things will be this style, this is something in the bones of the book and me, and there is no way to change it. There is an old brother in the book review area who said that it is a matter of subject matter, so, in fact, I am also secretly planning the next book, and when I have completely conceived it, I can secretly send it to you to help me with my staff. Doing leisure ideas is something every author does, and it doesn't mean that I don't like this book.

Let's talk nonsense. I think you can read the book and see it here, you all understand, I actually have quite an idea, although the plot is very green in some places, but it is not old-fashioned, and many of the plot designs are very innovative. As for the writing that was praised when I first wrote a few years ago, I evaluate it with deep self-knowledge, and if I don't brag about it, it's middle and upper, at least not in vain. In short, I'm an author with a lot of potential (laughs). Many authors can rely on the brain hole fire of a book, and the brain hole must also be a skill, but the brain hole is a very unstable element for the author, it can be said that soft power, thinking ability and writing are hard power, so a little brag about himself still has a little hard power (embarrassing). I believe that what can be done at this age, give me another year to live for two years, and I can be stronger. So thank you for supporting me no matter what kind of mentality you have, I hope you can continue to support it in the future, I definitely want to get stronger and stronger.

Love you guys.

From 2017 to 2018, the street writer - Han Xu sent.