Chapter 626 I am not willing to accept this...
So Shen Minglang used up all his last strength to try to pick up the sword that had fallen out of his hand due to his severe injury, but unfortunately it was all in vain.
In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the deadly whip came closer and closer to him, his heart filled with extreme fear of impending death.
"No... How is this possible... I can't accept it..."
Shen Minglang tried his best and squeezed out these few words from the depths of his throat with great difficulty.
His voice was thin as a thread, but the fear of death contained in it was so clearly audible.
The Akagi Soul Whip drew a sharp arc in the air and mercilessly hit Shen Minglang's thin body.
Accompanied by a dull "pop" sound, a sharp pain instantly spread throughout Shen Minglang's body.
He couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, and his whole body was blown away by this huge force.
Then, his body fell heavily on the hard ground like a cannonball, raising a large cloud of dust.
After landing, Shen Minglang's body kept twitching, and each twitch was accompanied by a painful groan.
However, not long after, these sounds gradually disappeared, and his body finally became completely quiet and no longer moved.
His eyes, which were originally bright and lively, were now slowly becoming dim, until they finally completely lost their luster.
His head tilted weakly to one side, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't utter a single syllable.
Just like that, Shen Minglang died completely.
His distorted face still showed the fear and despair of the last moment of his life, which made people feel chilled.
When Su Chenyin saw this scene, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
She knew that Mu Xin did not disappoint her and victory was just around the corner.
Patriarch He, Patriarch Jin, and Patriarch Wang stood aside and watched the entire process.
At this moment, all three of them had expressions of horror on their faces, their eyes wide open, their mouths open, and an expression of disbelief.
This scene was far beyond their imagination and made them feel extremely shocked and terrified.
The He family head's lips trembled constantly, and he muttered to himself: "How is this possible... How is this possible..."
There was a hint of fear and panic in his voice that was hard to conceal.
He looked like a lost soul, completely losing the composure that he usually had as the head of the family.
What kind of cultivation level does Mu Xin have?
Shen Minglang had just broken through to the third level of Spiritual Emperor. How could he be defeated by her so easily?
The head of the Jin family, who was standing nearby, felt as if his legs had suddenly lost their strength and became soft, as if he was stepping on a pile of cotton. His body was shaky and he could hardly stand.
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and soaked his clothes, but he was completely unaware.
As for the head of the Wang family, his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and he looked as if he had seen a ghost.
He stood there blankly, mouth wide open, obviously shocked by the scene before him.
You know, not long ago, the three of them were still confident and thought...
Shen Minglang, who had just successfully broken through to the third level of Spiritual Emperor, was definitely strong enough to easily defeat Mu Xin, the ignorant little girl.
But who could have imagined that in just a blink of an eye, the situation would change so drastically.
What was displayed before them at this moment was the jaw-dropping and amazing strength displayed by Mu Xin.
Looking at Shen Minglang who was lying on the ground, dead as death, where was the trace of his previous majestic look?
Shen Minglang was beaten into this state!
This is really incredible!
Especially when they realized that Mu Xin was only sixteen years old, the shock in their hearts was beyond words.
She is only sixteen years old!
At such a young age, his true strength has already surpassed Shen Minglang, who is at the third level of Spiritual Emperor.
What kind of monster is this?
What kind of terrifying talent does he possess that is beyond ordinary people's imagination!
How is this possible?!
At this moment, a deep fear and dread of Mu Xin spread rapidly in their hearts like a plague.
Their eyes were full of vigilance and uneasiness. They looked at each other and saw the same worry in each other's eyes.
You know, Shen Minglang has always been the one with the highest cultivation among their group, while the strength of the other family heads is only at the first or second level of Spiritual Emperor.
However, now, Shen Minglang was actually defeated by Mu Xin.
This fact undoubtedly shows that Mu Xin's cultivation is far superior to Shen Minglang!
At this moment, the entire reception room fell into deathly silence, as if time had stopped.
The only sound I could hear was the heavy, rising and falling breathing of the crowd, like bursts of muffled thunder echoing in this quiet space.
The last rays of sunset finally disappeared completely, and the darkness was like an extremely thick black curtain, ruthlessly covering every inch of the corner.
The candlelight that originally illuminated the room was already dying and almost extinguished due to the impact of the fierce battle just now.
The few remaining candles swayed in the breeze, flickering a faint and erratic light, making the figures of the people present sometimes clearly visible and sometimes blurry.
Looking around, tables and chairs were lying on the ground in a mess, and broken wood chips were scattered everywhere.
Most of the exquisite decorations on the wall had also fallen off, and were either broken into pieces or hanging diagonally on the wall.
The once magnificent reception room has now turned into a pile of broken walls and is in ruins.
Mu Xin stood quietly beside Shen Minglang's cold body, her beautiful eyes as cold as a knife, and she glanced around indifferently.
Then, she took light steps and slowly walked towards Meng Weilan who was lying on the ground.
Every step he took seemed to carry an invisible pressure that made people feel frightened.
At this moment, Meng Weilan slowly opened her eyes, and her consciousness gradually awakened from the chaos.
Her eyes were now dim because of the great pain she had experienced before she fell into a coma, and her pupils still retained traces of pain that had not yet dissipated.
She turned her head with difficulty, and her eyes fell on the figure not far away - it was Mu Xin!
I saw Mu Xinzhengyi staring coldly at me who had just woken up with a condescending attitude.
When Meng Weilan saw this, her eyes seemed to be ignited by a raging fire, and endless hatred and anger instantly filled them.
Although her body was severely injured, the strong hatred drove her to struggle hard to hold up her upper body.
Meng Weilan raised her hand tremblingly, pointed her shaking fingers straight at Mu Xin, and yelled at the top of her lungs:
"Mu Xin, you are such a mad demon, such a vicious bitch with a heart as vicious as a snake or a scorpion, you shall not die a hapless death!"
"How dare you kill my daughter and hurt me? I will cut you into pieces with my own hands! I will let you experience a life worse than death!"
Due to extreme anger, Meng Weilan's voice became extremely sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl piercing the sky.
The muscles on her face were twisted in hatred, her eyes were wide open, and her eye sockets were filled with scarlet bloodshot.
She looked like a mad beast, as if she might pounce on Mu Xin and tear him to pieces at any time.