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Death Dance (Part One) 212: Chapter 211 The Departure Blade vs.

Death Dance (Part One) Mu Chen made his move, and the complexions of the two changed drastically.

The Twenty-Four Separation Blade technique was not only the number one torture method in Hell but also one of its most terrifying martial arts.

The technique represents twenty-four directions, and the variations it could unleash were even more numerous and incredibly terrifying.

Now, not only had Mu Chen executed the Twenty-Four Separation Blade technique, he had also infused it with a powerful Sword Intent.

This was a deep understanding of martial arts.

If the opponent was of the same realm, defeat was inevitable, let alone the fact that they were already at a disadvantage compared to Mu Chen, with their only advantage being one extra person.

“Let’s go all out, Hei Qi, perform the Death Dance,” the woman in the qipao shouted.

“Forbidden martial arts, if we use that, we’re no better off,” Hei Qi said with a grim expression.

“Do you want to die here then?”

“I understand.

Let’s do this!” Suddenly, an eerie aura surged from Hei Qi, Inner Strength flowing forth, and his eyes turned pitch black, as did the woman’s, their aura billowing out.

“Death Dance, I’ve heard of this name before.

It’s a terrifying martial art.

Unfortunately, without great innate talent, rashly comprehending it is normal to decrease one’s lifespan,” Mu Chen said disdainfully.

“You need not worry about us.

Death Dance, kill!” The woman in qipao shouted, her speed astonishing as she vanished from sight, her figure changing beautifully, matching the namesake of the martial art, as if she were dancing.

Compared to Hei Qi, who was a bit more domineering, his terrifying figure leaped at extreme speed, eerily unpredictable.

“Death Dance, indeed it multiplies the aura several times, increasing the speed and the degree of variation greatly.

However, I’m curious, when faced with my Twenty-Four Separation Blade, how long can you last?”

As Mu Chen spoke, several Sword Intents struck out, slicing through the air, creating intense waves of energy directed at the two.

“Death Dance,” the two shouted, dodging at incredible speed and changing direction swiftly.

They shouted again at the moment of dodging: “Moon Dance.”

Then, from two different directions, they leapt greatly from the sky, aiming powerful kicks at Mu Chen.

“Separation Blade, blades four, five, and six!” Mu Chen bellowed, deploying three terrifying bursts of Sword Energy.

Foot met Sword Energy, and both were repelled several steps by the clash.

“Destruction Dance.”

The pair shouted, appearing behind Mu Chen, each suddenly wielding a weapon striking towards him, and this time the speed was even more terrifying.

“Extremely terrifying, very fearsome, what a pity, you’ve used it on the wrong person,” said Mu Chen as a strong aura burst out.

It was the powerful intent to kill, one glance making it seem as if one had entered Shura World, the true Land of Death, utterly terrifying.

“Blades seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, and twelve, six blades, thirty-six variations.”

As the potent intent to kill surged instantly, Mu Chen bellowed, and the dagger in his hand followed his movements, slicing mysteriously without leaving its original spot but emitting intense bursts of Sword Energy.

The pair, upon encountering the killing intent, were gripped by fear, as if they had entered the Shura World, and with the addition of relentless strikes, their faces were a canvas of terror.

However, having already engaged, there was no turning back.

They had no choice but to continue attacking desperately.

But as they neared within three meters of Mu Chen, their pupils dilated rapidly because they felt waves of powerful Sword Energy bombarding them.

It was so strong that not even the powerful Destruction Dance could block it.

They were blasted away, spitting out blood and pale-faced, looking at Mu Chen with dread.

“That look in your eyes, it’s just what I need—the fear of death.

No matter how cold-blooded you are, the fear of death will cause you to collapse from within.”

“Twenty-Four Separation Blade, you have only used up to the twelfth blade and it’s already this terrifying.

Who exactly are you?

Are you one of the three great generals, or a squad leader, or a deputy leader, or some other dreadful identity?”

“You seem quite knowledgeable about Hell.

It appears that Divine Sect is very concerned about us.”

“Why wouldn’t we pay attention?

In just a short six years, a mysterious and powerful youth emerged, ascending to godhood, how terrifying is that.”

“I see.

So, Divine Sect is preparing to make a move against us in Hell?”

“Divine Sect would not do such a foolish thing, something that would harm ourselves.”

“What then?”

“Don’t try to fish for information, no comment.”

“No comment?

Then I am really sorry, but I will make you talk slowly,” Mu Chen said, suddenly producing a silver needle.

“Silver needle, Medical Skill, wishful thinking,” upon seeing Mu Chen’s silver needle, both knew what he intended to do.

They immediately bit down on something, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and died in an instant.

Mu Chen knew without looking that the two had taken poison to commit suicide.

Nevertheless, Mu Chen immediately approached the woman, removing her mask.

He really was curious whether the woman was beautiful or not.

However, as soon as he unveiled her, he nearly vomited—the woman with a seductive figure and fair skin had an old withered face.

“Divine Sect is indeed dreadful, turning a beauty into an ugly woman through cultivation.”

Meanwhile, the fierce battle between Mu Chen and the pair had drawn the attention of everyone around, their faces revealing fear upon sensing those terrifying energy fluctuations.

“Boss, I failed to live up to your expectations, and they escaped,” Long Ying said in a low voice.

“Are you four alright?” Mu Chen asked.

“We are fine.

Although they were terrifying, once we grasped the extent of their terror, we immediately gave up engaging them directly but still got a bit injured.”

“Not bad, fortunately, you have someone from Hell who knows when to advance or retreat.

But this exceeds my expectations.”

“Boss, what do you mean?”

“They split and escaped in three different directions; I only took down the two on the east bank.”

“So boss, what’s next?”

“Don’t worry about it.

I’ll use Divine Power, and it can still be wielded,” Mu Chen said grimly.

“But boss, if you use Apollo’s Divine Power, others will sense it,” Long Ying said, his expression changing as he realized something.

If people came to know that Mu Chen was in Yun Country and couldn’t use Divine Power, countless would come to Yun Country to assassinate him, unimaginable.

“I have my own methods, and I have considered what you have; leave other matters alone.

Go back to Emperor Palace to recuperate, and make sure to protect my woman.

After all, Tianhai City has already become no simple matter.”