Time passed bit by bit, yet the storm of sword light continued.
Clearly, Fang Xiao had yet to bring this man down.
It was not that he did not want to kill him in a single strike.
Rather, any existence capable of cultivating to such a level was not so easily destroyed.
Even if he had seen through this man's weakness, that did not mean the man lacked the strength to resist.
At the very least, for him to hold on until now, he had brought out no small number of trump cards along the way.
Yet beneath the cover of endless sword light, he still charged left and right, unable to break free no matter what.
"Being able to hold out this long, he's rather tough."
Since this man excelled at close combat, and Fang Xiao had already experienced his meridian-severing methods, he naturally would not give him another opportunity.
No matter how long he could endure, Great Dao Power was not inexhaustible.
As long as there was resistance, there would also be consumption.
The Small World domain was Fang Xiao's weakness, but was it not also his advantage?
Here, he had an endless supply of Great Dao Power that he could draw upon and replenish at any time.
Even a late stage Body Integration existence who had begun condensing a "Dao Body" was only somewhat stronger than him in terms of the might of Great Dao Power.
If they truly fought, he might well be able to wear such an opponent to death here.
Of course, not every Body Integration Realm existence was like this man, skilled only in unexpected close-range attacks.
Reality would naturally not be as ideal as Fang Xiao imagined.
And by this point, that man seemed to have exhausted all his methods.
Two fists