This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Time goes back to an hour ago.

Shao Shuang'er leaned vigilantly against the ruins covered with moss and weeds, holding a huge sword in her hand, always alert to the situation around her.

Her hair and clothes were covered with grass seeds and cockleburs. Her exposed skin was abnormally red. She looked dusty, but her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were still bright and lively.

Shao Shuang'er had been constantly changing positions in this dense forest and had been dealing with the other party for a long time, but the purple-red miasma in the dense forest made her skin red, swollen and itchy, which was very unbearable. She had to withdraw from the dense forest and turn to the ruined buildings.

This is a group of buildings built with large blocks of stone. The complex covers a very large area, and one can vaguely see the huge manpower and material resources possessed by the builders. Along the way, Shao Shuang'er saw many pillars with only half left. The surfaces of the pillars were carved with extremely delicate patterns. Shao Shuang'er, who was well-read, recognized at a glance that the pillars were carved with animals and plants described in the wonderful book "Classic of Mountains and Seas". They were lifelike, and even every scale and every hair were finely carved.

It's a pity that for some reason, what should have been important buildings are now just ruins. Those once grand and magnificent buildings have long disappeared in the dust of history, leaving only some ruins for future generations to pay tribute to.

"Sister, you must remember that you will only have one chance to attack in a fight. Once your heavy sword attacks, it will be difficult for you to maneuver. If you attack rashly, your opponent will seize the opportunity and attack your weak parts that are not protected by weapons. Therefore, you must stay calm and try a few more times until you understand your opponent's routines and habits, and then use the decisive moves."

An Ling's instructions before leaving seemed to ring in her ears again. Shao Shuang'er swallowed and silently repeated An Ling's words in her heart, "Try more, and then hit the heavy sword on the opponent's path!"

But until now, the two of them had never actually met each other. They just looked at each other across the miasma in the dense forest. Then, the female disciple of Wan Yao Valley took a step back and disappeared in the shadows of the trees.

Shao Shuang'er originally thought that her fighting style would be the type of relentless pursuit and fight to the death, but she never expected that she would be so cautious, which was inconsistent with the pre-planned scenario, making Shao Shuang'er feel a little uneasy.

Shao Shuang'er waited there for a long time, but did not find any trace of the other party. She was still wondering where the other party had gone and why there was no movement at all. Just when she wanted to take the initiative to attack and find the opponent, the pain in her hands, arms and cheeks made her stop.

"What's going on..." She raised her hand, only to see that her hand was covered with large red lumps. Their shapes were irregular, some were strip-shaped, and some were round wheals, but they were all raised high on the skin, hot, and accompanied by severe pain. Seeing such a horrifying sight, Shao Shuang'er hurriedly touched her face, only to find that her face was also covered with these terrible lumps!

She was so shocked that she didn't even dare to think about what her face looked like now!

It turns out that the prototype of this site is the most mysterious miasma forest in the Shiwan Mountains! Legend has it that the ancient ancestors of the Shiwan Mountains used the miasma forest as a natural barrier to survive in the dangerous Shiwan Mountains, and established a short but brilliant civilization. Unfortunately, after the collapse of the heaven, the ancestors lost the ability to survive in the miasma and gradually moved away from their ancestral land to find another beautiful place to live. This is the origin of the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley.

This secret had long since turned into a legend along with the decline of the Ten Thousand Mountains and the withering of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. Shao Shuang'er, who knew nothing about this, had no idea how terrible this seemingly ordinary miasma could be!

Shao Shuang'er kept scratching her arms, shoulders and cheeks. The miasma in her body began to flare up and even spread to other parts of her body. This miasma could still have such terrible corrosive power after leaving the dense forest! No wonder the ancestors of the 100,000 mountains who once lived here had to move away from the miasma dense forest. Even the locals couldn't stand the poison, so how could a disciple of the immortal sect who had lived in Zhongzhou since childhood resist it?

Yaxun squatted on a broken wall about ten meters away from Shao Shuang'er, silently pulled out two short and sharp bone blades from her calves, one in each hand, and held them tightly in her hands. She stuck out her tongue and licked the blood remaining between her lips like an addict, then opened her mouth and laughed silently and madly.

"Prey... I have to bite her throat when she is most exhausted, and fill my stomach with her gushing blood... Ah... warm... full... hehe..." Yaxun whistled, and the tiger head tattoo on her forehead emitted bursts of red light. The shadow of a gorgeous tiger appeared behind her. Yaxun turned the double blades and pounced on the unaware Shao Shuang'er like a tiger coming down the mountain.

Shao Shuang'er didn't know that danger was approaching. She was anxiously looking for pills in her storage bag, trying to stop the erosion of the miasma. When she touched Murong Ziqiu's pill box that was said to cure all poisons, she was delighted and was about to take it out. At the same time, she swung the giant sword "Huanhua" without thinking, and used the Canglan Heart Method to infuse the most famous spiritual power of Canglan Sword Sect into the sword body, allowing Huanhua to slash to the left with tremendous force and spiritual power. At the same time, Shao Shuang'er retreated after a strike, leaving herself room to advance and retreat.

The double blades of "Huanhua" and Yaxun intersected in mid-air. The extremely heavy sword of Huanhua knocked Yaxun completely away the moment it came into contact with Yaxun, who was holding the double blades tightly. The short-range attack that Yaxun was proud of was blocked by Shao Shuang'er, who looked very inflexible!

Yaxun screamed loudly, and her attack was intercepted by Shao Shuang'er in the air. She had no choice but to kick the wall next to her with her long legs. Her swift and graceful body like a cheetah turned in the air and attacked Shao Shuang'er again!

Shao Shuang'er's eyes were fixed on Yaxun's every move. This was an instinct ingrained in her bones after being defeated by An Ling countless times. When facing the enemy, she must not let her eyes wander or be timid. She must see clearly every move of the opponent and think of ways to break the deadlock.

The perception that Shao Shuang'er had developed through daily sneak attacks from her friends helped her gain the initiative in this life-and-death fight.

At this time, Yaxun failed to hit Shao Shuang'er, but she still dared to pounce on her. Her double blades were full of evil and her appearance was terrifying, like a wild beast that had lost its mind. However, Yaxun's mind was not as crazy as her appearance. On the contrary, she was very calm. Yaxun's move was not reckless, but because she had calculated that Shao Shuang'er was in poor condition, she made the decision on the spot - even if she could react, her body corroded by miasma would not be able to fulfill her wish.

Sure enough, after seeing Yaxun's move, Shao Shuang'er prepared to use the decisive blow, the Sword Sect's heavy sword secret technique called "Big Waves", but as soon as she started to use her energy, she found that her meridians seemed to be blocked by something, and her energy speed was greatly reduced! This did not include the pain and itching of the flesh. If all these were counted, then Shao Shuang'er's strength was eroded by the miasma to 70% of its original strength!

Seeing that she had no way to knock Yaxun down in advance, she had to grit her teeth and wield a heavy sword in front of her tightly to block Yaxun's attacks from all directions.

Yaxun is not like her other fellow disciples who use spirit beasts in all kinds of fancy ways. She grew up in the wilderness and has experienced countless battles. Her only pursuit in the art of combat is - strength and speed!

Therefore, when she was choosing a spiritual beast, she deliberately picked the tiger king, which was the strongest in everything except spiritual power, as her companion beast. She only wanted to trust the double blades in her hands. She believed that with her abilities, even a cultivator who had cultivated to the realm of heaven and man could be killed by her!

In fact, if you put it this way, Yaxun already has some rudiments of martial arts. If she gave up the beast taming techniques of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley and instead concentrated on practicing martial arts, she would definitely be able to achieve great things. It's a pity that not everyone can put their talents and abilities into practice.

"Ding ding dang dang..." Although Shao Shuang'er was corroded by the miasma and felt weak all over, the basic skills she had practiced for many years allowed her to block all of Yaxun's attacks despite being at a disadvantage. After a burst of dense and dull collision sounds, Yaxun saw that the situation was not right and quickly retreated.

Shao Shuang'er's arms lost strength, and the heavy sword stuck in the mud, but her red and swollen face had an inexplicable smile, "If these are the only means you have, then I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible."

"What... do you mean?" Yaxun asked.

"Didn't you realize that the outcome of this match was already in my control?" Shao Shuang'er said with a smile, her left hand pointing like a sword. The small flying sword that was close to Yaxun's neck trembled, leaving a thin line of blood on her neck. "Who told you that I only know how to use a heavy sword?"