"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art?"
Upon hearing that name, Ye Lin was utterly astonished. He could even imitate the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art—he was clearly determined to crush him.
"All show, no substance."
Li Xiaoyao calmly uttered four words. This Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art was even more all show, no substance.
Ye Lin's Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art could unleash the might of heavenly tribulation, simulating its terrifying power. Yet this fellow's Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art merely summoned a few bolts of lightning.
There was not even the slightest trace of heavenly tribulation's might.
"Let you shift through a thousand forms—I shall break them all with one punch."
After saying that, Li Xiaoyao threw another utterly ordinary punch. In an instant, the air around him was blasted apart by that single fist.
A thunderous boom rang out from the sky.
The clouds overhead were scattered in an instant, and the lightning that had only just painstakingly gathered was dispersed by a single punch.
"H-How is that possible?"
Seeing this, [Ye Lin] was utterly shocked. He had used this very sword strike to slay Lu Cang before, so why—why had this fellow scattered his sword art with a single punch?
Since when had he become this weak?
"Get over here!"
Lu Cang let out a furious roar. The shout made [Ye Lin]'s body tremble, and then Li Xiaoyao appeared directly before him, throwing an ordinary punch.
"Lock of Void."
[Ye Lin] raised his brows as the surrounding void shattered with a crash. Several black chains extended from the broken void and directly bound Li Xiaoyao.
In but an instant, Li Xiaoyao was trussed up like a rice dumpling.
"So what if you've bound me? Break!"
Li Xiaoyao struggled violently, yet no matter how