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With a soft sound, a sharp spike shot out from behind, about to pierce Qiaoqiao's heart, but was dodged in a fraction of a second!

"Little girl, you reacted quite quickly."

Qiaoqiao spun around to dodge the deadly stab and saw the demonic figure in the mist. The Devil Race was covered in vines, its skin withered like tree bark, and a deep purple demonic vine flower bloomed on half of its face, making it look both alluring and eerie.

As the vines around her twisted, a mixture of Devil Qi and eerie Yao Qi swirled in the air. Her voice was hoarse and Yin Qi, "If I had a little girl like you as fertilizer, my demonic vines would surely bloom even more beautifully."

Qiaoqiao stared at her without blinking.

"What are you looking at? Are you scared out of your wits?"

"I'm thinking..." Qiaoqiao said, "Your name is really unique. Are you a demon, a monster, or a ghost?"

The Teng Yaogui paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Hahaha! Little girl, you're quite amusing."

Originally, they came to carry out the Devil Master's mission, but after encountering interesting prey, they became a bit more talkative.

"Actually, I have another question."

"Oh?"

"Do all Devil Race look so... abstract?" Qiaoqiao tried to be tactful. "The overall appearance of Devil Race is a bit worrying."

Although she had never actually met many Devil Race, they all left a deep impression on her.

The Devil Master himself, in particular, was so ugly that he left a lasting impression.

When he appeared at Flowing Cloud Peak, many people were intimidated by his demonic power and didn't dare to look closely at his appearance. Qiaoqiao, however, took a good look.

"Hahaha!!"

The Teng Yaogui laughed wildly again, "You think my demonic flower isn't beautiful? Once you've used it as fertilizer, you'll naturally find it beautiful."

As he spoke, the vines danced wildly, attacking Qiaoqiao!

The Teng Yaogui has half Devil Race and half Demon Race blood, and is one of the Ten Great Demon Generals. She is a capable subordinate of the Devil Master. Sending her to kill a Golden Core cultivator is undoubtedly using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. The fact that this little girl can withstand even one of her attacks shows that she has some skill.

The vines danced wildly, instantly enveloping Qiaoqiao.

Teng Yaogui: That's it?

"Demon vine, drain her blood—"

The vines eagerly tried to suck blood, but then a cold glint appeared in her hand, the temperature plummeted, and Remnant Snow was drawn from its sheath!

Sword Qi energy rained down, shattering the vines that entangled him, and countless broken vines and withered leaves fell to the ground.

[High Antiquity Style: Descending Flower Rain].

Teng Yaogui's expression changed, Qiaoqiao's figure moved like the wind, closing in on her side. Her sword rose like a dragon, cleaving through the Slay the Star River!

The Teng Yaogui realized something was wrong; this little girl's strength was definitely not as simple as it seemed!

The High Antiquity technique had a restraining effect on her half- Devil Race bloodline, slowing her movements by a beat. The Remnant Snow Sword, carrying icy energy, pierced into her body, and instantly, demonic blood gushed out!

She teleported underground, and countless vines grew back from her body, blocking the sharp sword wound. Green demonic blood continued to flow, and two petals of the demonic flower on her face quietly withered.

The Teng Yaogui felt a sharp pain in its chest, its breathing becoming labored. "You, how could you—"

Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "There are many more surprises you don't know about."

Thanks to those three little figures practicing swordsmanship in front of her every day, not only has her cultivation improved, but her sword intent has also grown stronger without her even realizing it. Her understanding of High Antiquity techniques is also constantly deepening, which is equivalent to her being passively gaining proficiency all the time.

This is the "Enlightenment Realm" that countless sword cultivators dream of, and she obtained it so easily. If word got out, countless sword cultivators would be green with envy.

High Antiquity techniques are not just sword techniques, but also shortcuts to enhancing sword intent.

When it comes to swordsmanship, Qiaoqiao has quietly surpassed her peers, reaching a truly astonishing level. Her mastery of this High Antiquity technique, at its peak, is enough to put her to a fight even against a demon general.

Only then did she finally understand the true meaning of what the sword immortal had told her, "If you learn the Three Swords of High Antiquity, you can roam the world freely."

The vine demon paid the price for her carelessness; the sword wound inflicted by the Remnant Snow Sword was icy cold, causing her expression to twist somewhat.

"It seems I should show you my true skills."

"Actually, you don't need to save face. I know you can't beat me," Qiaoqiao said. "In that case, I should show you my true skills."

Qiaoqiao Qiao playfully twirled the Remnant Snow Sword in her hand, then struck a sword pose with her fingers joined together, looking as if she was about to take it seriously.

Teng Yaogui:...

Was that not her true skill? Does she have some hidden tricks up her sleeve?!

For a moment, she actually believed what Qiaoqiao said!

A sense of fear unconsciously crept into the demon's heart.

"Ninth Brother, you can't even beat a little girl. You're a disgrace to our Demon Generals."

"After all, it's half demon blood, so it's normal for it to be weak."

With two mocking remarks, two demonic figures, one black and one white, emerged from the mist, their demonic power almost freezing the surrounding fog. The Devil Qi blotted out the sun; two more demon generals had arrived!

Three against one.

The odds of winning are zero.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Qiaoqiao's palms.

Oh my god!

[This is really the end.]

The messenger of Heavenly Dao isn't going to die here, is he?

Fu Fengyuan swept away the black mist with a single sword strike, and a Devil Creature wail echoed from within the mist.

The fog dissipated and then gathered again, blocking his path once more. A bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. These Devil Creature were endless, and the longer it dragged on, the more anxious he became. He didn't know what had happened to his junior sister and third senior sister; he had to hurry and rescue them!

"Hehe."

"Boy, do you think you can break this trap? Today you will surely perish here." A whisper came from the mist, "Your companions have long been torn to shreds by the demon general..."

"Impossible!"

Fu Fengyuan's eyes sharpened, he changed his sword stance, pierced the meridians in his arm, and blood gushed out!

"Kid, are you crazy?"