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

Sun Yi decided to sneak into Suwon City first to understand the situation. If the people in Black Wind Village were too strong, he would have no choice but to run for his life.

At this time, ten cultivators were standing on the high platform in the central square of Suwon City. The leader was a middle-aged cultivator with a hooked nose and a gloomy face, but his cultivation was in the late foundation-building stage.

Among the other cultivators, four are in the middle stage of foundation building, two are in the early stage of foundation building, and the remaining three are in the great perfection stage of Qi Refining.

"What's going on? How many people have come?" The hook-nosed monk spoke slowly.

A cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment nearby quickly and respectfully replied, "Currently, the number of people entering Shuiyuan City has reached 160,000, and many civilians are pouring into Shuiyuan City from the city gate."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the hook-nosed man, and he waved his hand: "No time to wait, activate the formation immediately!"

"Senior Brother Mo, why don't we wait a little longer? In a few more hours, the number of people will definitely exceed 200,000." The cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building spoke hurriedly.

"Hmph, the elders have already sent a message. Do you want to delay their business?" The cultivator surnamed Mo looked coldly at the cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

The cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building quickly shook his head: "Don't worry, senior brother, I will arrange it right away."

"Hurry up!" The monk named Mo urged.

The cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building hurriedly got down from the platform. Not long after, when a large number of people were pouring into Suwon City, a blood-red beam of light suddenly rose from the four directions of Suwon City at the same time.

A blood-red beam of light shot straight into the void hundreds of feet high, and then a blood-red light shield appeared out of thin air, covering Suwon City. The people who had not yet entered Suwon City were blocked outside the blood-red light shield.

Some people who wanted to break through the blood-colored light shield were bounced away.

"What's going on? We haven't even entered Suwon Castle yet!"

"Goddess, please have mercy on us and let us in!"

"Please, Immortal, give us a chance and let us in!"

"Please have mercy, Immortal. We also want to hear your teachings!"

……

The ordinary people who were blocked outside Suwon City by the blood-colored light shield knelt on the ground and begged, but the blood-colored light shield did not move at all.

At this time, Sun Yi was already in Suwon City, also shrouded in a blood-red light shield.

Seeing the blood-colored light shield covering Suwon City, Sun Yi knew that his guess was correct. The other party was indeed going to sacrifice the people in the city, and the blood sacrifice was about to begin.

He quickly used his skills to rush towards the square.

At this time, the civilians in the city looked at the blood-red light shield that appeared above their heads without any panic. Instead, they showed an excited expression.

There were even many civilians who knelt on the ground and worshipped towards the sky, shouting that it was the appearance of immortals.

At this time on the altar, the monk named Mo took out a small blood-red flag with his right hand. The flag was only three feet long and blood-red all over, as if it had been soaked in blood.

As the cultivator surnamed Mo urged his true energy, the blood-red flag instantly expanded and turned into a huge flag that was ten meters high. The cultivator surnamed Mo inserted the blood-red flag on the altar.

Suddenly the altar shook, and a complex blood-colored formation appeared on its surface. Then, with the altar as the center, a faint blood-colored mist began to spread.

Wherever the fog passed, the infected people fell to the ground one after another, and strands of blood flowed out from their seven orifices and gradually merged into the blood mist.

"What happened?"

The ordinary people behind saw the people in front fall down, and before they could figure out what was happening, they were swallowed by the blood-red mist.

At this time, Sun Yi was not far from the altar and was also shrouded in blood-red mist.

Shrouded in the blood-colored mist, Sun Yi felt the blood in his body become agitated and wanted to escape from his body.

"What a domineering formation!"

Even a cultivator like me could hardly control the blood in my body, let alone these ordinary people.

The formation must be stopped as soon as possible, otherwise the people in Suwon City will bleed to death.

Looking at the cultivators on the altar, Sun Yi's eyes were solemn. What concerned him most was the cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage.

Of course, he could easily defeat the opponent by using the sword talisman, but Sun Yi did not intend to use the sword talisman unless it was a critical moment.

With my current strength, there is no hope of confronting the enemy head-on, so I can only use the surprise attack.

Suddenly Sun Yi noticed that the other monks on the altar had left the altar one after another, leaving only the monk named Mo guarding the flag.

A gleam of light flashed in Sun Yi's eyes, and he made a prompt decision and rushed directly to the altar.

When he was two hundred meters away from the altar, he was discovered by the monk named Mo on the altar.

"Hey, there's actually another young cultivator!" The cultivator named Mo swept his spiritual sense and immediately discovered that Sun Yi was only at the great perfection of the Qi Refining Stage.

"Stop! Stop the formation immediately!"

Sun Yi roared and rushed towards the altar. Two hundred meters was not far, and with his speed he quickly arrived under the altar.

"Humph, you rubbish, how dare you meddle in the affairs of Black Wind Village? Now that we've met, you too will become our blood food."

The cultivator named Mo looked at Sun Yi with indifference, not taking Sun Yi seriously at all.

"You're dreaming!"

Sun Yi pretended to be angry, raised his left hand, and several talismans shot towards the blood-red flag.

While attacking, Sun Yi also rushed towards the monk named Mo.

The cultivator named Mo snorted coldly, waved his hand casually, and a shield of true energy blocked all the talismans.

But the next moment, Sun Yi had already activated the Dragon Roar Sword, which transformed into a golden sword light and slashed towards the blood-red flag.

"A first-order, ninth-grade flying sword, it's quite something, but the cultivation level is too low."

The cultivator surnamed Mo was a little surprised to see that Sun Yi, a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of Qi training, actually had a ninth-grade spiritual flying sword, but he still did not take it seriously.

He raised his hand and a stream of energy directly hit the Dragon Roar Sword, easily shattering the sword energy of the Dragon Roar Sword.

Bang!

The Dragon Roar Sword fell dimly beside the blood-red flag, and Sun Yi cooperated by spitting out blood, looking injured.

However, taking advantage of this opportunity, he was only twenty meters away from the monk named Mo.

"Go to hell!" Sun Yi suddenly waved his right hand towards the cultivator surnamed Mo, and more than a dozen talismans flew towards the cultivator surnamed Mo, half of which were second-level talismans.

When the cultivator surnamed Mo saw so many talismans shooting towards him, half of which were second-level talismans, he was slightly startled and quickly urged his true qi to condense a true qi shield outside his body.

Boom boom boom!

The various attacks transformed from the talismans hit the Qi shield and exploded. The powerful force caused the light shield to shake and the light was obviously dimmed.

"Hmph, boy, I will tear you into pieces!" The monk named Mo was obviously enraged and immediately became furious.

However, suddenly a figure appeared in the fire in front of him. Sun Yi had already used the Wind and Thunder Step and appeared in front of the cultivator named Mo.

Twenty meters was too short for the Wind and Thunder Step. Sun Yi had been waiting for such an opportunity. He stared at the hook-nosed monk in front of him with cold eyes, then concentrated all his strength in his right fist and struck the opponent fiercely.