When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"--what?"

The castrated long knife continued to descend according to the previous trajectory, and a bloodstain was drawn on the chest of the short man. To be precise, it cut from the shoulder to the bottom. The wound started from the left shoulder and went all the way to the left rib, and the depth was cut directly. The bones exposed the visceral Kabaneri's golden heart, which was naturally cut without hindrance.

The blood that danced with the beating of the heart spurted out from the body that fell backwards like a fountain. Due to the impact of the pain, Shingo lost consciousness only after screaming. No more movement, and this silently signifies the end of a man's life.

"Shingo?!"

"You bastard!"

"Kill you!"

The three men exclaimed and scolded, carrying their weapons, long knives, swing sticks, and Gurkha knives, and rushed over together, surrounded Yong Ye in a triangular formation, and launched an attack directly.

In response, Yong Ye naturally raised his blade to respond, and greeted him without showing weakness.

Of course, with the lessons learned, this time the three of them began to be careful with Yongye's knife, in order to prevent their weapons from being cut off.

In fact, only the ferns that use Gurkha knives should be careful. After all, whether it is Tianniaomeima's reinforced knife or Shaliang's special metal swinging stick, it is not so easy to be cut off, although there will be slashes.

The four of them fought fiercely on this open lawn. Along with the endless collision of steel and steel, sparks and shrill sounds were also scattered and splashed in all directions. The sound, although it was three-to-one, there was no doubt that Yong Ye alone suppressed the three Kabaneri on the opposite side.

"Bastard! Die?"

The old hatred plus the current high-level power and himself, all of which were humiliated by one person, Tianniao Meima couldn't hold back her anger, she jumped back and stepped aside, raised her knife, and pointed at Yongye Fury with the tip of her blade. Drinking and giving orders.

"The Liberator! Free his life!"

"Liberation! Liberation! Liberation! -- Liberation!"

Responding to Tiantiao Meima's call, two teams of liberators emerged from the left and right sides of the hill-like Nue not far away, shouting for liberation, obeying Tiantiao Meima's order and lined up.

"...Although they are trash fish that can't be shot, it is still necessary to eliminate them first."

The liberator Yong Ye, who was hiding behind the Nue, really didn't find it. After all, he didn't know how to see through, so he just observed the surroundings. Of course, the conclusion is the same, he must appear here whether or not there is an ambush.

The man who swung the blade and used the stick, Yong Ye was about to approach the liberators who were lining up to kill him in a salvo, but the man using the Gurkha knife rushed over again.

It was another knife to split the Gurkha knife. Yongye planned to move forward to kill the liberator while the opponent retreated due to the reaction force.

However...unexpectedly.

The man named Fern actually let go of his hand and let the Gurkha sword in his hand blow away under the impact of the long knife.

"Don't get in the way of my long-cherished wish!"

In Yong Ye's surprised sight, Fern wrapped his arms around his waist when he was caught off guard by the act of letting go of his weapon.

After returning to his senses, Yong Ye subconsciously hit his elbow **** his back.

"Go away!"

"Uh... ah?"

Fern couldn't help but let out a groan of pain after receiving a heavy blow on his back and a knee blow to his abdomen, but he didn't let go.

Immediately, when Yong Ye was about to pierce his body with a long knife with his backhand, Sha Liang rushed up.

He used his milk strength to smash the stick at Yong Ye's head. Naturally, Yong Ye could only temporarily give up the killing of Fern, swung his blade to block, and planned to knock him back.

Then... just like history repeating itself, Sha Liang also gave up the weapon in his hand and let the long knife blow the swinging stick into the air. Taking this opportunity, he shouted that he wanted to hug Yong Ye and limit his ability to move. .

"I won't let you get in the way of my plan with the young master! Let's go together - puff!"

"Do you want to use the same trick on me twice?...Idiot."

Without the suddenness of giving up the weapon for the first time, the Eternal Night Sword, who had foreseen this behavior, quickly slid down and aimed at Sha Liang's heart. Hit the tip of the knife.

"Sha Liang?!...Damn it!—Eternal Night!?"

boom!

Tiantiao Meima shot again, and the orange bullet shot at Yongye's head at a high speed.

However, when he was well prepared, he turned his head to let the bullet fly by before Tiantori Mima fired.

Immediately after that, he pulled the knife out of his Shaliang's body, bringing a blood mist, and took advantage of the situation to let the knife pass over the man who was holding him, with a faint heart behind him.

"Uh…"

"You're dead!"

Witnessing the death of the last high-ranking member of the Karu Fangzhong, the split canthus Tiantiao Mima stepped back and shouted angrily in an attempt to declare his death.

The liberators were basically lined up, and in this open space, Yongye had no way to escape, and it was meaningless to use the corpses on the ground as shields. After all, Fangzhong’s steam guns can be killed in one hit just like Katiecheng’s jet bombs. In the dead Kabane, the human body will only be penetrated, and it cannot be used as a shield at all. That is to say, in the barrage of the liberators who have completed the queue, he has only the part of death.

In Tianniaomeima's heart, Yongye is no different from the dead. Although the four of them cannot enjoy the hunting-like brutality together as expected, when the enemy exceeds expectations, don't expect too much. it is good.

Unconsciously, the corner of Tiantiao Meima's mouth revealed the pleasure of revenge.

"…The situation is not good."

It is impossible for Yongye to block bullets with the flesh, and there are thirty-six people in the two rows on the opposite side, thirty-six bullets in different directions...enough to cover a certain space.

There is no way out.

Yong Ye sighed, staring at the liberator who could fire massive bullets not far away, but he couldn't get close to him, "--Snap!"

With a low shout, Yong Ye raised his sword and swung hard in the direction of the Liberator from left to right.

"Huh? Are you trying to laugh at my subordinates? Shoot and kill... how is that possible?!"

Tian Bird Mima watched Yong Ye swing her blade at the air, and couldn't help laughing. However, the sword qi that was like a gust of wind blew in an instant, but before he ordered to fire, it swept the two rows of raised guns preemptively. Standing Liberator.

In the first row, the people who were squatting on the ground had their heads chopped off. The second group of people standing were even worse. After being cut in half, because the main organs of the people were in the upper body, they could not die for a while and could only cry.

Intestines, viscera, blood, and halflings and headless corpses were all over the place, and they were all produced in batches in such an instant.

The attack range of the sword qi is not very large, and it cannot completely cover everyone. The remaining surviving people, looking at their colleagues who fell into two pieces and fell to the ground like harvested wheat, couldn't help but face the abnormal. The phenomenon gave a chill in his heart, screaming and backing away.

In this way, their formation was completely disrupted due to their own fear, and they picked up guns scattered around to shoot Yongye.

Without the cover-type unavoidable barrage strike, Yong Ye, who had already started dodging before their muzzle was aimed, would not be hit at all.

That is, it is nothing but useless resistance, in other words...

"sucker Punch…"

Listening to the sound of gunfire and the high-pitched heartbeat, Yong Ye, who was severely depleted and had difficulty breathing, after judging that the gun-wielding soldiers had a higher threat, temporarily gave up the pursuit of Tiantiao Meima, and moved left and right to dash. Liberator.

He can dodge bullets, but that doesn't mean he's not afraid of bullets, and dodging bullets requires a high degree of concentration to predict the trajectory. If he were to deal with Tiantiao Meima, he would probably be accidentally hit by these people's bullets.