"Your life for mine!"
Xiao Yi's gaze was ice cold as he looked at Qin Yu, speaking every word deliberately.
Huh?
The greedy smile on Qin Yu's face suddenly froze, slowly twisting into a venomous hue. He ground his teeth and spat out, "You dog-like thing, dare to play with me? Go to hell!"
"Blood Demon Hand!"
Blood-red Qi surged wildly, pouring out like breaching floodwaters.
Before him, it transformed into a huge blood-colored claw, resembling a sky-covering blood cloud, reaching out for Xiao Yi.
This blood-red Qi possessed an extremely strong corrosiveness.
Once caught,
even with the Wind Thunder Holy Body, he would probably not last long.
After all,
his Wind Thunder Holy Body was only at the first stage.
If he had cultivated it to a more advanced level, he could repel Qin Yu's blood demon power with a single shake of the surrounding wind and thunder.
Whoosh!
Xiao Yi kept retreating.
