Infinite Anime: Opening Template Jiguoyuanyi

Watching the crowd excited, pretending to be like a madman.

The confidant of Fujiwara Jozhai, holding a bloody long knife in his hand, laughed loudly.

He grinned and stared at Lin Yu and the others, his voice hoarse and low.

"Fujiwara-sama, I will avenge you soon!"

After speaking, he mixed in the crowd and rushed towards Lin Yu.

With such a big thing happening in Juncheng, it is naturally impossible for everyone at the front of the car to sit idly by.

It's just that when the few remaining members of the escort team were about to go to investigate, a slender arm stopped in front of them.

"No need to go."

"But..."

Before the members of the escort team finished speaking, they saw a pair of amber eyes looking at them lightly.

Thinking of the identity gap between themselves and the person in front of them, the members of the escort team didn't dare to speak anymore and stopped their steps.

In the face of this group of crazy refugees, Lin Yu's eyes were extremely cold, and he was locked in the crowd, the guy who killed the samurai before.

It is not difficult to see that these people will be so excited, obviously someone is making trouble, and this guy is the culprit.

Although these refugees were instigated by that guy to riot, Lin Yu was not ready to be soft on these guys.

Now that he is ready to do something to himself and others, he is waiting for the slaughter to come.

"Chong."

Qingyue's knife cry rang in his ears, and the bright knife light shocked people.

Compared with Kabane, these civilians don't know how much weaker they are. In Lin Yu's eyes, they are as vulnerable as straw.

In the small space, it is even more so that these crazy guys can't avoid Lin Yu's attack at all.

It was just a wave of the knife, and the first few guys who came in were already dead.

Blood splattered in the carriage like a fountain, and the headless corpse was pushed to the ground by the crowd behind, causing screams of horror.

And the refugees who were at the back didn't know what happened at all, they just wanted to squeeze into the carriage of Lin Yu and others, and snatch a piece of food and drinking water that belonged to them.

For a time, the people inside wanted to escape due to Lin Yu's killing.

The people at the back are desperately pushing forward.

The crowd of refugees was completely blocked between the two carriages, unable to advance or retreat.

In this case, there was no sympathy on Lin Yu's face.

As if these refugees were just lambs to be slaughtered, all he had to do was keep swinging the knife.

Soon, the carriage was enveloped by a strong and pungent bloody smell.

One after another corpses fell to the ground.

The bright red blood, under the shaking of Juncheng, was like a stream, flowing under people's feet.

In the chaos of crying and wailing, a long knife stabbed out of the crowd and headed towards Lin Yu's heart.

Behind this long knife is a hideous face hidden in the crowd!

"Give me death!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily, the blue veins on his arms burst out, and the cold light was cold, as if he wanted to pour out his infinite resentment and killing intent in this knife.

From instigation to murder.

Everything he did was to avenge Fujiwara Jozhai, even if he sacrificed all the refugees.

Lin Yu looked at the long knife that stabbed him indifferently, and there was no emotion in his icy eyes.

It is undeniable that middle-aged men do have some strength in swordsmanship.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to challenge a single Kabane at that time, but this strength was not enough in front of Lin Yu.

In just a split second, dozens of ways to deal with his knife appeared in Lin Yu's mind.

The two are not at the same level at all, there is a world of difference.

The long knife in his hand flicked gently in the air, and the middle-aged man's knife seemed to be out of control and slashed towards Lin Yu's side.

The friction and collision between the long knife and the long knife made a harsh sound, which made people want to cover their ears.

The attack of the middle-aged man was distracted by Lin Yu, and under the influence of inertia, his entire body fell forward unconsciously.

And on the way he fell, a sharp long knife was waiting for his arrival.

"Pfft..."

In the eyes of others, the long knife in Lin Yu's hand seemed to have not moved at all, and the middle-aged man bumped into it himself.

The blade, stained red with blood, pierced deeply from the eye socket, and then rushed out of the back of the head.

Black tissue fluid splattered, his eyeballs exploded instantly, and his sturdy body fell to the ground softly, losing his voice.

"boom."