Sure enough, with the input of Hongchuan's aura, the gray-white bone knife once again showed a blood-red neon brilliance, but this time, the brilliance was even more enchanting, like viscous blood, getting richer and richer, and more and more cold. At this time, the bewitching color on the bone body was even more amazing than when Hongkong used it. And it gets bigger and bigger as the aura is infused more and more. But he could barely cover Hong Chuan's body, you know, when Yan Yu attacked Hong Kong just now, if Hong Kong could be inspired to cover his body, he would not be so seriously injured.

Yan Yu's eyes were like torches, like two shining stars. He could see that this bone knife was definitely not a mortal thing, it would stimulate its relative ability with the user's spiritual power thickness, just like just now, when Hong Kong and Hong Chuan used the bone knife, there was a clear difference in the size of the bone knife, and where was the difference between the two of them? Hong Chuan's spiritual power is much thicker than Hong Kong's, after all, the spiritual power of the spirit and the spiritual realm are too far apart. There is no anti-heaven spirit weapon or spirit skill that can't make up for it at all.

There is also the blood-red enchanting brilliance of the sword body, which will also become more and more enchanting with the injection of aura. However, Iwaha's feeling is different, the appearance is just a means to confuse others, and in Iwaha's feeling, the redder the sword body becomes, the greater the attack power. Faintly, Yan Yu felt that if he could get this spiritual weapon, it would definitely be of great help to him in the future, even if he didn't say it in the future, for now, if he had this bone knife and refined it, his combat power would be further improved, besides, the attack power was only a part of this bone knife, didn't he see that the defense power of the bone knife was not inferior to the attack power at all?

Just as Iwayu was greedily thinking about how to get the bone knife in his hands, the blow that Hong Bao sent out with almost all his life force had been charged. At this time, his face was not bloody, and his eyes were bloodshot, and his roots were bruised. It looked hideous and terrifying, looking like a dying patient, but the aura on his body was extremely cold. It makes people feel chilled without a fight.

"Since you won't let us live, I will never let you have a good time. Haha, let's die together, before you die, you can pull a spirit person to be a back, haha, it's not a loss. Hong Bao's face was extremely hideous.

"You're crazy, you, stop, stop, you're going to die like this, you have an eighty-year-old mother at home, and you have a few years old children, can you bear to leave them and fight with me, it's pointless for you to do this, you go and fight the other one." His eyes almost teleported to Iwaha, and he continued, "So that your sacrifice is worthwhile!" Hong Chuan said with a handful of snot and tears.

I don't know if Hong Chuan really thinks so, or because he is afraid, but Yan Yu's mouth on the side can already stuff a watermelon, and he looked at it dumbfounded. Today really thundered him down, the first time he saw someone so cheeky, he really couldn't believe it. There was such a powerful face in the world, and he even wondered, why didn't those powerful people use Hong Chuan's face skin to make the best defensive spirit weapon inner armor?

"Hehe, after I stop, will I immediately become the soul of your sword, my family? ridiculous, if I kill you, my family will be safe, if you don't die, my family will definitely have something, now I can only kill you here, if I die with you, I won't lose anything, just a cheap life, this cheap life can pull a spirit is enough" Hong Bao said with a mocking face.

Hong Chuan had already planned, if Hong Bao stopped, he would rush up and kill him as soon as possible, in his opinion, the most threatening thing was not Yan Yu, but Hong Bao who made the blood sacrifice technique, in his eyes, although Yan Yu gave him a faint threat, but it was definitely not as big as Hong Bao's threat, and he believed that after letting him solve Hong Bao, it would be more than enough for him to solve Yan Yu alone, even if he really couldn't fight, it would never be a problem to escape. He didn't take Iwaha seriously.

And in Yan Yu's eyes, he wished that Hong Chuan would despise him, only in this way could he take advantage of his unpreparedness to give him a fatal blow, to be honest. Yan Yu was not very sure of killing Hong Chuan, he was ready to escape just now, and the sudden appearance of Hong Bao's rebellion made him feel that he had a chance.

Because of this, Iwaha hoped that Hongchuan would despise him as much as possible. Only then will his chances be greater.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's die!" Hong Bao shouted. The blood spirit sword that condensed the bewitching red light to the extreme slashed towards Hongchuan. Suddenly, an incomparably dazzling blood-colored sword slashed forward, the sword was in the shape of a sickle, but it was a giant light knife that had expanded countless times by the scythe. For a time, the golden light of the grove was extremely rich, and the flowers and trees seemed to be covered with a golden armor, which was very majestic.

"Damn, damn it, if Lao Tzu doesn't die this time, he will definitely go back and kill your whole family" Hong Chuan said with a pale face. Although he said this, his movements were not slow at all, his left hand held the enlarged bone knife, his right hand firmly grasped the hilt, his whole body was almost sideways to the blade, and his feet firmly grasped the ground, just to make it more able to withstand the power of the blood-colored sword.

"Peng!"

Hong Chuan vomited blood in an instant, flew out upside down, and drew a beautiful parabola in the air, not only that, but even the blood sprayed was so continuous, even Yan Yu was stunned, this kind of scene is really rare in the world.

The sword glow emitted an incomparably dazzling golden light, and the speed of the golden light was extremely fast, and it was fleeting, leaving only a chasm as deep as five zhang. It stretches all the way to the heels of Hongchuan.

And Hong Chuan fell in a small forest a few meters away, his clothes were in tatters, and a belt belonging to the spirit of the Hong family stubbornly hung him on a crumbling branch, which seemed to be thrilling, but it did not fall down, and a few pieces of clothes that were not stained with blood hung down monotonously.

"Click!" If you want to say that the last thing Hong Chuan wants to hear now is not the scolding of the head of the family or any strong person, but this small "click"! Oh, grass, no, no, no, don't be so ruthless!

"Ahhh......hhh "Hong Yanfang, who was on the side, woke up and saw this picture. She stared dumbfounded, then quickly placed two small hands in front of her eyes. Pretended not to bear to look at it again, but she still couldn't help it. The crack between the two fingers opened incomparably wider, and in the crack, the two eyes stole to that side.

Similarly, Iwayu couldn't bear to look at it again. It's not that he thinks it's too bloody, it's that he thinks Hong Chuan is too pitiful and aggrieved. Falling from a height of more than ten meters had little effect on the spirit. However, looking at Hong Chuan again, the whole person almost fell into the mud, and a standard "big" character was perfectly interpreted by him.

Bah, Hong Chuan spit out a mouthful of mud in his mouth, and said in a gloomy voice: "You give Lao Tzu death! When did Lao Tzu suffer such a great shame." He looked at the bone knife in his hand, suppressed his anger, and his teeth clattered. "Haha, Lao Tzu didn't die this time, Hong Bao, you dog mongrel, dare to leave such scars on Lao Tzu's body, Lao Tzu must torture your family to death when he goes back. Hong Chuan snorted a mouthful of blood and said.

Hong Chuan's clothes are almost all torn now, and he is covered in blood. It's like a demon coming out of hell, and it looks terrifying.

"I'm afraid you'll never have a chance to go back. Just when Hong Chuan gritted his teeth and said that he wanted to destroy Hong Bao's family, an inopportune voice sounded.

The voice that spoke was none other than Iwaha, and at this time he had a faint smile on his face, and he looked rather evil. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a cat teasing a mouse.