Infinite Anime: Opening Template Jiguoyuanyi

But this kind of strange and terrifying situation is the first time I have seen it.

A living person was suddenly split in half and died in front of him.

Anyone who sees this kind of thing will feel terrified and unacceptable.

Just when these soldiers were still shocked by the sudden death, the door of the carriage was kicked open from the outside by a huge force, directly pressing the soldiers standing in front of them below.

A flash of scarlet cold light quickly occupied the eyes of all of them.

"sing"

The sound of Qingyue's knives was like a funeral song played by the god of death.

The red afterimages are the last images left in the retinas of these soldiers before they die.

They didn't even see who did it, and they fell into a pool of blood.

The few soldiers standing in front of the last, luckily not like their colleagues, were killed immediately.

But this does not mean that they have hope for life, but instead they obtain deeper despair.

"what!"

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

In the blink of an eye, the colleague who was still talking to him just now fell into a pool of blood.

This kind of terrifying killing speed, the last few survivors who were madly excited, the figure who waved the butcher's knife at his colleagues, in their eyes, was like a ghost.

"bang bang bang

"bang bang bang

Intensive gunshots sounded wildly in this compartment, shrouding the entire compartment in countless sparks.

One after another dense whistling sound, as if to pierce the air and the smell of gunpowder around it.

It's just that this attack like a metal storm seems to have no effect on the figure walking in the midst of killing.

A crimson knife shadow flashed constantly beside Lin Yu.

Where the long knife in Lin Yu's hand reached, it was like a restricted area. No matter how many bullets there were, none of them could break through his defense.

The red blade shadow even formed a spherical phantom around Lin Yu's body.

Stepping on the corpse under my feet, walking through the red pool of blood

Lin Yu walked leisurely in the carriage, isolating all the bullets three feet away.

"Kah Kah Kah

The voice of despair came from the gun in the hand

The remaining few soldiers shot all the bullets in their guns in one breath, but they didn't even realize it. They just continued to hold the trigger so hard that their knuckles turned white from the force.

The trembling arms, the trembling eyes, the blue veins on the forehead, and the step back all showed how much they feared Lin Yu, a monster-like guy.

Seeing that there were no more bullets in their guns, Lin Yu waved his right arm gently, pointed his long knife diagonally on the ground, and walked towards them without any expression in his eyes.

"Don't. Don't come here"

Several people's legs trembled, trying to escape, but their bodies couldn't move at all.

He could only watch Lin Yu walk in, and then a destructive red flashed in front of his eyes, and his consciousness gradually fell into the dark abyss.

Flicking the blood on the long knife, Lin Yu turned his eyes slightly, looked at Wuming who was following behind him, and said calmly.

"Let's go."

Wuming nodded silently, pulled out the short of his waist, and shot at the door that Lin Yu walked through before.

"boom!"

Under the door, the figure that seemed to be a corpse twitched and stopped completely, and another stream of fresh blood slowly flowed out from under the door.

In such a narrow environment, only Lin Yu's strength could support his unscrupulous intrusion.

Otherwise, in the situation just now, let alone the nameless Kabaneri, it is a real Kabaneri thief, and he will only die with hatred in the steel torrent of Metal Storm.

In the entire hunting party, no one can stop Lin Yu's pace!

Chapter [-]: The dog who lost his family, the beautiful horse who fled in embarrassment

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng

The crisp sound of slashing came, and the red long knife slashed through the air, leaving deep slash marks and bloodstains on the hard carriage.

After a few short screams, the sound in the carriage suddenly became weaker.

In another section of the carriage, sweat dripped from the foreheads of the nervous soldiers, and the clothes behind them were already soaked.

"Squeak."

The door of the carriage, which was half-concealed, made a gentle rubbing sound as if being pushed by a pair of invisible hands.

Looking at the door that revealed the smell of blood, it seemed like another world.