Chapter 384: I Get It, Sweetie. Do You Like That Kind?

Luna Neasham gritted her teeth and raised her sword to block, but a single palm strike knocked the Longsword clean out of her hand. The massive black axe crashed down, its Spiritual Pressure bearing toward her shoulder like a mountain. Despair rose in Luna's chest. Just as she thought she was about to die, a silver spear dropped from the sky. Its tip braced against the black axe's edge, stopping it dead, not letting it fall even an inch further. The two elders of the Flowing Cloud Sect blanched. "Who's...