To be the best leader, you must also be the strongest leader!

"Oh no! Senior Brother Youluo has been killed!"

A Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Black Wind Village not far away happened to see this scene. His face suddenly changed color and he exclaimed in shock, and a huge wave of noise swept around.

"What? Senior Brother Youluo was killed? How is that possible? Senior Brother Youluo is a core disciple of our Black Wind Village. There are few rivals below the Golden Core Stage. How could he be killed?"

"Yes, could it be that Qingyun Sect still has a hidden Jindan stage cultivator?"

"That's impossible. There are only five Jindan-stage cultivators in Qingyun Sect. There's no way there's a hidden Jindan-stage expert!"

"But if it wasn't for the Jindan stage cultivator who took action, who could have killed Senior Brother Youluo?"

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Sun Yi glanced at Luo An, whose eyes were wide open, and suddenly smiled: "What are you standing there for? Go and help!"

After saying that, Sun Yi turned into a beam of light and rushed in another direction. Luo An also came to his senses at this time and rushed towards the other monks of the Black Wind Village.

However, he couldn't calm down the shock in his heart at all. Sun Yi had just killed the genius cultivator of Black Wind Village with a single sword. The aura of that sword was too terrifying. It was definitely not an attack that a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage could unleash.

"Could this be the power that comes from practicing the Five Elements Kung Fu?" Luo An thought to himself as he continued to rush towards the monks from Black Wind Village.

Luo An had watched Sun Yi grow up with his own eyes. When he first met Sun Yi, Sun Yi was only at the third level of the Qi Refining Stage, but now he no longer understood Sun Yi.

At this time, Sun Yi came to another battle group. Four monks from Qingyun Sect in this battle group were besieging a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage from Heifeng Village.

This cultivator was thin, with an evil look on his face. He exuded a strong aura, and four blood-red flags were suspended around his body. The flags also emitted a very strong aura, which was obviously a third-level spiritual weapon.

Under this person's control, each blood-colored flag condensed into a blood spirit in the Foundation Establishment stage. Each blood spirit was composed entirely of scarlet blood, exuding the aura that only existed in the late Foundation Establishment stage. They each held a sword in their hands and were very powerful.

Although the four late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Qingyun Sect who besieged him were quite powerful, their blood spirits were extremely strange. Even if they were scratched by flying swords, they could recover immediately and were not afraid of being injured at all.

Although the cultivator from the Black Wind Village was under siege, the four cultivators who were besieging him were at a disadvantage. Now the four cultivators were out of breath, their offensive had slowed down, and they were still injured.

"Hehe, you ants from Qingyun Sect, just be my blood food!"

"Bah! You beasts from Black Wind Village, don't be so complacent. You dare to attack my Qingyun Sect, you will definitely pay the price!" One of the cultivators shouted angrily.

"Hahaha, you are just a mere Qingyun Sect. How dare you go against our Black Wind Village? You will only end up dead."

"Prepare to die!" Blood flashed in the eyes of the Black Wind Village cultivator, and the spiritual seals in his hands changed. The aura of one of the blood spirits suddenly surged, and it suddenly rushed out.

The cultivator who had just spoken hurriedly activated a four-sided seal and blasted forward, but was deflected by a sword from the blood spirit, which then pounced forward.

Just as the late Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Qingyun Sect was about to retreat, his body suddenly stiffened, and blood lines appeared on his body surface.

"Haha, you want to escape? Just be my blood food." The monk from the Black Wind Village opposite had a smug look on his face.

The blood spirit approached rapidly, opened its bloody mouth and was about to bite the Qingyun Sect monk.

"It's over..."

"Senior Brother Wen!"

"Bastard, how dare you!"

"stop!"

The other three Qingyun Sect monks' faces changed drastically. They wanted to rescue but were entangled by the blood spirit and could not get away. Just as the blood spirit was about to succeed, a figure suddenly fell from the sky.

One foot stepped directly on the head of the blood spirit. The next moment, a domineering force descended directly, and the blood spirit, whose strength was comparable to that of the Foundation Establishment Stage, exploded directly.

Blood mist was flying all over the sky. Sun Yi waved his hand and the blood mist was blown to one side without affecting others.

"I'm not too late." Sun Yi looked at the cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage in front of him with a smile.

"Head...Headmaster!"

This cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage was so excited that he even stuttered when speaking.

The cultivator from the Black Wind Village opposite was slightly stunned, then stared at Sun Yi with a serious face. On the other side, three cultivators who were entangled with the Blood Spirit retreated while the other party was distracted, and then quickly came to Sun Yi.

"Greetings, Master!" The three of them bowed respectfully towards Sun Yi.

Sun Yi smiled and nodded: "Very good, you have worked hard, leave this person to me."

Sun Yi turned his gaze towards the cultivator opposite him. The cultivator also stared at Sun Yi, looking him up and down for a few times before asking, "Are you the useless leader of Qingyun Sect?"

"Asshole! How dare you disrespect the master!"

The four Qingyun Sect monks next to Sun Yi instantly became furious, and strong murderous intent burst out from their bodies, and they wanted to rush forward and fight to the death.

Sun Yi waved his hand to stop them.

"Let me do it. Why would I get angry with a dying person?"

After saying that, Sun Yi walked towards the other party step by step, with a faint smile on his face. As he walked, he said, "Yes, I am the useless leader of Qingyun Sect. My spiritual roots are the third-grade low-grade spiritual roots."

"Humph, I never thought that a loser like you could become the leader of Qingyun Sect. How ridiculous! Now that I've met you, I'll send you on your way."

"Haha, you must be the genius of Black Wind Village." Sun Yi looked at the other party with a smile.

The other person's face suddenly showed a proud look: "Yes, I am the core disciple of the Black Wind Village, Xue Lingzi, with the best water spirit roots, unlike a waste like you."

Sun Yi nodded and said, "Very good. I am now in the early stage of foundation building, and you are in the great perfection of foundation building. Let me see how strong and talented you are."

"Go to hell! Blood Spirit Palm!"

Xue Lingzi clasped his hands together and waved his right hand towards Sun Yi. A huge blood-colored palm print rushed towards Sun Yi.

A powerful aura emanated from this blood-colored palm print. This was definitely a full-strength attack from a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Xue Lingzi had just witnessed Sun Yi killing one of his blood spirits, so he would not underestimate Sun Yi at all, and his first move was a powerful one.

"Master, be careful!" The four people behind him exclaimed in unison.

Sun Yi smiled faintly, and when the bloody palm print was about to hit him, he casually waved his right hand, and a domineering force directly shattered the palm print, and the blood mist instantly dissipated like smoke and dust.

"This..." The pupils of Xue Lingzi opposite him shrank, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped his whole body.

"You are a physical cultivator!" Xue Lingzi stared at Sun Yi with a serious face, then he clasped his hands together, and the three blood spirits suddenly gathered together, instantly transforming into a more ferocious blood spirit, and its aura reached its peak.

"Kill him for me!" Xue Lingzi roared.

The blood spirit rushed towards Sun Yi, and blood lights wrapped around its right hand, instantly condensing into blood-colored claws that grabbed Sun Yi fiercely.

This claw has exceeded the limit of a cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and is very close to the attack of a cultivator in the Golden Core Stage.

Sun Yi just smiled faintly, then punched out. The small fist met the blood claw, and the blood claw was torn into pieces. Then the huge body of the blood spirit also exploded directly, turning into a blood mist in the sky.

A fierce punch, so domineering!