Chapter 624: Get some interest back.

Chapter 624: Get some interest back.

Facing the aggressive and close Shen Minglang, Mu Xin remained calm and composed, and his composure was astonishing.

Her eyes were still full of contempt and provocation, as if the opponent rushing towards her with such momentum was just an ant who was seeking death without knowing his own limitations.

She nimbly dodged Shen Minglang's attack by moving to the side.

At the same time, she shook her wrist slightly, and the Akagi Soul Whip met Shen Minglang's sword with lightning speed.

In an instant, Akagi's soul whip and the sword collided fiercely, making a sharp collision sound.

Mu Xin smiled slightly and said sarcastically: "How dare you dream of killing me?"

After saying that, she flashed and the long whip in her hand was like a spirit snake, and in the blink of an eye it wrapped around the long sword in Shen Minglang's hand.

Seeing this, Shen Minglang's face changed drastically, and his eyes revealed a hint of panic and fear.

He tried his best to draw his sword, but the whip seemed to have taken root, firmly binding the sword and making it impossible for him to move it at all.

He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and dripped onto the ground.

"Mu Xin, you... you witch, if I don't kill you today, I, Shen Minglang, will not be a human being!"

Shen Minglang roared angrily, but his voice revealed a hint of powerlessness and despair.

Mu Xin looked at him coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes: "The Shen family owes me, none of you can escape."

"Today, I will take some interest from you for the blood feud we had back then."

At this moment, the air around seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath, watching this thrilling showdown.

The figures of Mu Xin and Shen Minglang stood out in this silent place.

The hatred between them was like a raging fire, which seemed to turn everything around them into ashes.

Shen Minglang gritted his teeth and tried to gather his spiritual power again to break free from the Akagi Soul Whip.

His body trembled slightly, and spiritual energy surged wildly in his meridians, but the whip did not move at all.

Seeing this, Mu Xin sneered lightly, shook his wrist, and pulled hard, trying to snatch Shen Minglang's sword directly.

However, Shen Minglang is no ordinary person after all.

When he realized Mu Xin's intention, he immediately gritted his teeth and tried his best to break free from the whip.

But just as he was struggling hard, Mu Xin seized the opportunity, swung the Akagi Soul Whip, and lashed Shen Minglang's head hard.

Shen Minglang quickly raised his arm to block, but the whip was too powerful and his arm was instantly torn and bleeding.

"what!"

Shen Minglang let out a scream, a piercing pain spread throughout his body, and the sword in his hand almost slipped out of his hand.

"Damn it!" Shen Minglang, who was angry and embarrassed, couldn't help but curse.

He took a deep breath, endured the severe pain in his arm, and swung the sword in his hand again.

For a moment, sword lights flashed and sword shadows were heavy, like a violent hurricane mixed with heavy rain, sweeping towards Mu Xin.

Each sword shadow was wrapped in powerful spiritual power, whistling through the air, as if to completely tear everything in front of it into pieces.

Faced with such a fierce and ferocious attack, Mu Xin remained calm.

She changed her footwork and used her unique skill "Swift Wind Step".

Her figure suddenly became erratic, like a ghost, dodging left and right among the dense sword shadows with ease.

While dodging Shen Minglang's attacks, she was looking for Shen Minglang's flaws.

She knew very well that only by finding the loopholes in the opponent's moves could she deliver a fatal blow.

Suddenly, Mu Xin caught a subtle flaw in Shen Minglang's sword moves.

A cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and the Akagi Soul Whip clenched in her hand lashed fiercely towards the flaw!

Although Shen Minglang was aware of the approaching danger, the flaw was exposed too abruptly, leaving him no time to make effective defensive moves.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the Akagi Soul Whip hit Shen Minglang's chest hard.

In an instant, a huge force was transmitted, causing Shen Minglang to stagger back several steps involuntarily before he could barely steady himself.

Looking at Shen Minglang at this time, there was already a hideous whip mark on his chest that was deep enough to see the bone.

Blood gushed out from the wound like a flood, instantly dyeing his clothes red.

Following a violent cough, a large mouthful of bright red blood suddenly spurted out of Shen Minglang's mouth.

The blood drew a sad arc in the air, as if turning into a red mist filled with a bloody smell.

Shen Minglang's face instantly turned as pale as paper, completely bloodless.

His eyes, which were originally bright and lively, were now filled with endless pain and deep shock.

At this moment, the last rays of the setting sun gradually faded away, as if shrouded by the light and shadows of the battle in the living room.

The neatly arranged tables and chairs around were overturned and fell to the ground one after another under the impact of the powerful aftermath of the battle, as if they were hit by a strong wind.

The originally solid wood broke in an instant, turning into countless tiny pieces of wood chips that flew all over the air.

The various gorgeous ornaments carefully hung on the walls could not withstand the shock of this force. They fell off their hooks one after another and fell heavily on the cold and hard ground, making a series of crisp and harsh noises.

However, in sharp contrast to this, Jun Yijue, Yu Rong, Lu Ziche and Yu Zhiyan seemed exceptionally calm and composed.

They sat quietly around Su Chenyin, like four steady mountains, undisturbed by the noise from the outside world.

Everyone's face showed an extraordinary calmness, as if the thrilling battle before them was just a trivial farce.

Because they believe in Mu Xin's strength, they are always ready to help whenever needed.

Looking at Su Chenyin again, she was sitting upright in the chair, staring at the center of the battlefield, her beautiful face was like a calm lake.

Her long, slender fingers were tapping the armrests gently and rhythmically, as if every tap was silently planning some unfathomable strategy in her mind.

At the same time, Patriarch He, Patriarch Jin, Patriarch Wang and others all stood quietly on one side, closely watching the development of the battle situation.

Their uneasy gazes met each other, and they saw fear in each other's eyes.

Jin Ruxin seemed particularly flustered. Her throat kept rolling up and down, she swallowed her saliva, and her steps retreated uncontrollably.

He Min'er, who was standing next to the head of the He family, fixed her resentful gaze on Su Chenyin, who remained calm and composed.

There was a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes, making it difficult to guess what conspiracy she was planning.