Clang!
Zhao Hai's long blade hit something and it was sent flying. However, Zhao Hai's expression wasn't too good because the force that came from the object was not small.
Zhao Hai didn't stop. Instead, he rolled forward a few times before standing up. At this time, he was already leaning against the wall of the cave. This way, he wouldn't be afraid of being attacked from behind.
Zhao Hai also saw it. The thing he had knocked away was a flying knife. This flying knife was bigger than the ones Zhao Hai had seen before. It looked like a dagger.
Zhao Hai looked in the direction of the flying knife and said coldly, " "Who are you? get out here."
With a cold harrumph, a figure slowly walked out of a small hole on the side. He was holding a machete, a curved machete. The curved machete was very curved, which looked like the abstract sickle of the hammer and sickle in the party flag.
