章節 677: Fatal Weakness

He saw a woman in purple holding a sword, and the blade was intercepted by a woman in black.

The scene seemed a little strange.

"Who are you? You can actually take my sword!"

The woman looked incredulous.

Usually, very few people could catch her sword. In the immortal sect, other than the master and the elders, very few people could catch her sword.

The few men beside him also widened their eyes at this scene.

This stupid girl actually caught Eldest Senior Sister's sword so easily!

What kind of background was this?

Senior Sister Sister's sword was made of black iron and weighed 300 pounds!

Mo Ruyue looked embarrassed. She didn't want to take this woman's sword, but she couldn't control her body.

"I'm me, a different kind of human being!"

"Trying to snatch the Black Heart Fruit from us? Go to hell!"

The other man also drew his sword and slashed at Mo Ruyue ferociously.