Ye Mo rejoiced that he had sent Mu Xiaoyun away. If she were still there, he would only be able to choose a direction in which to keep running and go, but with Len Quan and Ling Wushui, he wouldn't even be able to run that far.
But of course Ye Mo didn't want to run. They wanted his life, so they had to pay with their own.
Ye Mo's spirit sense had gotten so strong that under his control, his flying sword could fly all over the place like there was no one there. While it did, he took out another two meter longsword and dashed into the crowd.
Many people were dazed - they didn't know where the longsword in Ye Mo's hand appeared from.
Despite Ye Mo's strong spirit sense and his cultivating-essence-filled sword swooping away all the weapons targeting him, there were still one or two that hit him.
