Bai Yunfei rushed towards the mountain. At this moment, the Julu Sect had been completely alarmed. The sect master was an old man who was in the middle stage of the Sky Control Realm. He was also the only one in the Sky Control Realm in this medium-sized sect.

Moreover, the old man's Sky Control Realm is an extremely ordinary one. Compared with the Sky Control Realm of large sects, there is a certain gap in combat power.

After hearing the sound, the old man began to worry about everyone. Thousands of warriors gathered on the top of the mountain.

These warriors are all elites in the sect, almost all of them are in the Spiritual Martial Realm, and there are even nearly ten who have reached the level of half-step flying in the air.

Looking at these people, the old man's face was a little gloomy, and he said: "Everyone! For the benefit of the sect, we participated in the operation to encircle and suppress the Yellow Spring Butcher, but it is obviously a failure. This person has already killed his way to the sect. What follows will be a life-and-death battle. If we retreat, the sect will be completely destroyed. Everyone! We must repel this person and defend the dignity of the sect to the death."

Then the old man began to deploy troops and try to stop Bai Yunfei.

But at this moment, there were sad raindrops falling from the sky.

It was a sunny day, but suddenly it was covered with dark clouds and the sky gradually darkened.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap, a flash of lightning, and rain poured down.

When the rain hit the square like meteorites, the ground began to shake. The weaker warriors fell to the ground with a bang after being hit and died instantly. The wounds were shot through directly.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes widened and he immediately shouted, "Defend against the raindrops!"

Without any instructions, everyone understood what was going on and put out their own defensive shields. Many people hid in buildings or under rocks.

Raindrops fell, and there was no one left in the square. Seeing this, the old man in the Sky Control Realm also hid under a protruding rock, looking at this strange scene, somewhat confused.

However, the warriors who were riding the flying beasts in the sky could see clearly that Bai Yunfei, who had gone up the mountain earlier, was sending a mixture of internal force and mental power into the sky.

It was more than two hundred feet high and appeared above the heads of the Julu Sect.

This is Bai Yunfei’s martial art, the Seven-Colored Rain.

The falling raindrops shine with colorful light, which looks very beautiful.

But if you come into contact with it, it will not be a good thing, it is a deadly weapon.

Bai Yunfei was already standing not far away, staring at the warriors from the Julu Sect.

Under the control of thoughts, the colorful rain directly turned into the Hunyuan seven-colored sword rain.

Not a drop of water, carrying with it the astonishing sword energy, began to fall mercilessly.

Under the attack of raindrops, the buildings collapsed in an instant, fell down one after another, and then turned into ashes.

Not even a complete piece can be left.

The mountain shook, and the rock where the old man in the Sky Control Realm was standing was broken by the raindrops with a crackling sound. The old man and many warriors were directly exposed.

The defenses of those Spiritual Martial Realm warriors could not even sustain a single breath before the raindrops hit them like flying swords, turning them into a sieve. They then turned into blood and flowed down the mountain with the mighty force of the water, leaving no trace of their existence behind.

In less than ten breaths, ninety-nine percent of the warriors of the Julu Sect were already dead.

Only the old man in the Sky Control Realm and the ten who were half a step away from the Sky Control Realm were still left.

The old man's eyes had turned red, and his shield was shining silver, but he persisted and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Even the old man could only walk at this moment and could not even run because the resistance was too great. Moreover, under the dense rain of sword attacks, the old man had already used the original power of the Sky Control Realm.

The same was true for the ten half-step flying warriors. Relying on the defense of their spiritual weapons, they were temporarily safe. However, there was fear of death in the eyes of several of them, and their faces were as pale as paper.

Bai Yunfei looked at it and said with a compassionate voice: "Why do you want to do this! For a little profit, you put your own sect in danger of destruction. This is the fate of all enemies of Bai Yunfei!"

As he spoke, his internal energy surged, so powerful that even the warriors in the air could hear it clearly.

The faces of these people were even uglier. The warriors from the Tiandao Sect were better off. After all, there were god-level warriors in the sect, and no one dared to act recklessly. However, the warriors from the Tianshan Sect were scared. Although the sect was powerful, they didn't know whether they could withstand Bai Yunfei's strange attack method.

This person, however, felt somewhat unsure.

After hearing this, the Sky Controlling Elder shouted, "Bai Yunfei! The fault is mine. Please forgive others. I will give you an explanation!"

Bai Yunfei shouted, "No need! Using the destruction of your three sects to shock the martial arts world will surely have a very good effect! You should just go with peace of mind!"

Then, a large amount of sword rain was controlled by Bai Yunfei and all concentrated on a dozen people.

After a dozen breaths, those who were half-stepping into the air could not hold on any longer. Their shields were shattered in an instant by the rain of swords, and their bodies turned into blood.

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Upon seeing this, Bai Yunfei stepped into the rain himself and came close to the old man in the Sky Control Realm.

Although the restrained old man could still hold on, he felt a chill in his heart when he saw Bai Yunfei through the rain.

This is a demon god!

Bai Yunfei was not affected at all. He stood not far from the old man and stared at him with cold eyes.

A flash of cold light emerged from Bai Yunfei's forehead and then turned into a one-foot-long dagger.

Bai Yunfei did not catch it, but controlled it with his mind, and the flying sword turned into a stream of light and shot straight forward.

The old man mobilized his flying origin and tried to dodge, but even if he recovered to his peak state, facing this flow of light, he could not recover.

Under the silver shield, the old man's figure paused, and the expression on his face remained one of surprise.

But then, a little blood spurted out from the old man's forehead, and a wound was transparent from front to back.

The flying sword actually pierced the old man's skull directly.

The dead body fell to the ground.

A ray of light flashed from his forehead. Bai Yunfei took a closer look and found that it was the origin of the Sky Control Realm.

It’s just that this person’s origin was really small, and Bai Yunfei was too lazy to pick it up.

The colorful rain stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky cleared up immediately.

When the people in the air looked down, they were shocked by the scene before them.

It seemed as if a layer of the mountain top had been cut off, and there was no trace of the Julu Sect anymore. The only person standing was Bai Yunfei.

At this moment, he looked up at the people in the air, with a cold light on his fingertips, as if he was gathering strength. When it reached a limit, an extremely bright light shot towards a ferocious beast.