C3309 Weakness in Man Not Fist
As a heavyweight, the Prime Minister Great Emperor wielded Eastern Border Realm together with many other eastern behemoths, he had a very high position.
Even the other leaders of the eastern border would not dare to be disrespectful to him.
Even though he did not know how this Unfailing Emperor in front of him could obtain power that was not inferior to his own, his nature was still far below the level of the Celestial Giants.
Obviously, Qin Yi had borrowed the power of an external object!
A guy who, with the help of an external object, could barely contend against him, dared to speak to him so arrogantly and humiliate him?
"A mere member of the younger generation, yet you dare to speak to us in such a manner while relying on an external object? Fine, I'll tell you this. How big of a gap is there between you and us!"
Prime Minister Great Emperor snorted coldly. There was no fear in his eyes.
Emperor was strong, but so was the big shots.
Powerful people like Emperor, who could suppress an entire region, could be suppressed several times with just a single palm strike, and even dozens of seventh and eighth level heavyweights.
The weak were like giants that had just stepped into the seventh level of cultivation. They were stronger than the strong ones, but they were still weaker than the old ones. They were nothing in his eyes.
Once one reached the level of a heavyweight, not even the slightest difference would be magnified infinitely. There were very few experts that could surpass the gap.
In Great Emperor's opinion, Qin Yi was even worse than those tycoons who had just stepped into the seventh level.
No matter how one put it, those heavyweights who had stepped into the seventh level were able to become giants with their own strength, and had an extremely high level of control over their own strength.
However, Qin Yi was different. Qin Yi didn't rely on his own strength, so how much could he control?
If not for the fact that Qin Yi had defeated Sun Chen and Great Emperor, perhaps Great Emperor, the prime minister, would not even look at Qin Yi.
"I am not like that guy Sun Chen. I will make you understand just how stupid you are to provoke me!"
Prime Minister Great Emperor's eyes were wide open, cold and indifferent.
Boom!
As he spoke, Prime Minister Great Emperor had already bowed and stepped forward, throwing out a punch.
A vast and mighty fist intent instantly enveloped Qin Yi. At the same time, it also encompassed the surrounding space of hundreds of thousands of miles.
In a split-second, the space seemed to have been compressed to the extreme. Then, it started to collapse, turning into huge black holes one after another.
A jet black torrent that could obliterate everything burst out from within the black hole, penetrating through the chaos and devouring everything it enveloped.
Creatures, Laws … It was all absorbed.
Countless worlds were opened up by the immense power, and then swallowed up by the black hole in the blink of an eye, increasing the power of this punch.
The destruction of the world only happened in a flash!
"Interesting!"
Qin Yi raised his eyebrows and seemed to be interested.
It had to be said that the cultivation methods and paths of cultivation were not completely useless to the existences of those heavyweights. They all had their advantages.
Prime Minister Great Emperor's punch used his fist dao to create a world, destroying the world, and evolving to the pinnacle during its birth and destruction to reinforce this punch.
This fist strike was not strong in the beginning, with the power that the Heaven'S Path Avatar had boosted him with, he could casually smack it to death. However, it had increased to an extremely high level in just a millionth of an instant.
Until now, it had already given off a feeling that it was unstoppable.2
Even a powerhouse of the seventh level wouldn't be able to withstand this move under such circumstances.
"However, that's all."
Qin Yi shook his head and sighed.
Prime Minister Great Emperor's punch seemed powerful, but it also had a clear weakness.
The weakness of this punch was not the fist, but the person.
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