Mysterious Blood Gang Qi vs. Heavenly Frost Fist (Bonus Chapter for Mu Xingchen)

After another ten exchanges, Blood Spirit Child's footwork, striking speed, and ability to adapt all began to slow. Xiang Yang's Frost Condensation Clumsiness had taken effect, wrapping him in plain frost and stiffening his body.

"Take a strike of my Mysterious Blood Gang Qi."

Blood Spirit Child was also an old demon who had fought and slaughtered his way into the Innate realm. Perhaps he was not as heaven-favored as Xiang Yang, nor did he possess foundations unmatched throughout the ages, but his martial arts, knowledge, and decisiveness were all first-rate.

His current predicament was like that of a flying insect caught in a spiderweb. He had fallen into the vast net woven by Xiang Yang; the more he struggled, the tighter the bindings became, until he was exhausted and left at another's mercy.

Knowing that if this continued, he would certainly be defeated, he endured his internal injuries and used the true qi cultivated from the Profound Blood Gang Scripture to blast apart the frost power within his body.

With this strike, bloody lines burst open all over Blood Spirit Child's body. His meridians were severely damaged, and his aura grew weaker, yet the ferocity in his eyes only intensified, his bloodthirst undisguised.

Originally, for Six Yin Superior's sake, he had only intended to drain one-third of Xiang Yang's essence blood and spare his life. Now, however, true killing intent had risen in him. He wanted to suck this man dry into a human husk, to vent the hatred in his heart.

Blood Spirit Child's chicken-nest hair was dyed red layer by layer. A blood glow flickered around his body. With every breath, tiny whirlwinds contracted onto his right palm at his waist. He turned his palm three times, and bubbling sounds came from within his body. Then he