It was him!
The expressions on the faces of the crowd were strange. The sudden turn of events left them both shocked and ecstatic. If Ye Wushuang could kill Su Mu with a single strike, it meant he had the power to save them.
"We're saved!" The crowd placed all their hopes on Ye Wushuang, and many began to shout with joy. However, their cries were answered by a barrage of terrifying attacks, annihilating the joyous cultivators one by one.
"Friend, save us!" The crowd's faces were filled with terror as they screamed to Ye Wushuang for help. The Fiery Sun Sect disciples were too strong. Without Su Mu to worry about, the disciples were slaughtering them unopposed. Ye Wushuang was their only hope.
However, Ye Wushuang's expression remained cold and indifferent. He just stood there quietly. 'They wanted to kill me just a moment ago, and now they expect me to save them? Do they think I'm some kind of saint?'
PFFT!
PFFT!
