Wang Junhui was fast, but not fast enough to save Li Yajing.
In an instant, Li Yajing was knocked down by the black shadow.
Lin Sen, who had missed his strike, immediately turned and charged back, swinging his machete at the black shadow's back with a "whoosh."
"Clang!"
The sound of metal hitting something hard echoed. Lin Sen's machete was actually knocked away. Yet, without retreating, Lin Sen directly reached out to grab the shadow's neck, showing not a trace of fear.
Zhao Kuan, being just a guide, had already jumped back more than ten steps at the sight of the shadow, waving his machete but not daring to approach.
As for me, I was frozen in place, dumbfounded. What the hell was happening!?
Lin Sen's strength was astonishing. Grabbing the shadow's neck, he forcefully yanked it of
