The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

Lin Fengmai walked into the martial arts hall in a heavy step. The atmosphere in the hall was depressed. The head and several elders's faces were covered with anxiety and fatigue.

"The head, I'm back." Lin Feng's voice broke his silence.

The head raised his head, and a little gratitude flashed in his eyes, but soon was replaced by sorrow. "Lin Feng, you have to come back just right. During this time, the martial arts can be described as windy and rainy."

Lin Feng asked anxiously: "The head, what happened? Why did the martial arts suddenly encounter these attacks?"

A elder took the words and said heavily: "We have not fully figured out. These mysterious forces seem to appear out of thin air. Their attacks have no warning, and the organization is tightly. Every time we can hit our key points."

Lin Feng's brows were locked, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "What about the loss of our martial arts?"

The head of the head sighed: "Many disciples have been casualties, and the resources have been plundered a lot. More seriously, this successive attack made the martial arts coming from the heart, and the morale was low."

Lin Feng held his fist tightly, the joints were white, and said angrily: "The head, in any case, we must find out the origin of these mysterious forces and let them pay the price!"

The head nodded slightly: "Lin Feng, we all understand your determination, but this matter needs to be discussed from a long way. At present, our primary task is to strengthen the defense of the martial arts and ensure that you will no longer suffer more losses."

Lin Feng immediately said: "Re assured, I will assist in arranging the defense."

Later, Lin Feng devoted himself to the defense work of the martial arts. He handed the boulder with other disciples, set up obstacles, and arranged a strong law array in a critical position. Every detail, he cleared himself, dare not slack off.

However, the cunning of the enemy far beyond their imagination. One night, Lin Feng was patrolling a team of disciples around the martial arts. In the night sky, the moon was covered by the dark clouds, and it was dark around. Only the torch in their hands illuminated the road ahead.

Suddenly, a sharp sound came.

"Not good, there is a situation!" Lin Feng shouted loudly.

Instantly, countless arrow rain shot from the darkness. Lin Feng quickly performed spells and formed a shield in front of him, blocking most of the arrows. But some disciples still fell to the ground.

"Be careful, don't panic!" Lin Feng rushed towards the direction of the arrows while directing the disciples.

In the darkness, he vaguely saw a group of dark shadows approaching the martial arts quickly.

"It's an enemy!" Lin Feng roared, and the long sword in his hand waved, a sword qi chopped towards the shadow.

The enemy was not willing to show weakness, and they exhibited various spells and fought fiercely with Lin Feng and others.

Lin Feng's swordsmanship is sharp, and every time he waves his sword, he can bring a strong wind, so that the enemy dares not to approach easily. However, the number of enemies and the tacit understanding, Lin Feng gradually felt powerless.

At this moment, a enemy attacked from behind. Lin Feng noticed danger and dodged sideways, but was still scratched by the enemy's weapon.

"Brother Lin Feng, be careful!" A young disciple rushed over, blocking another wave of attacks for Lin Feng, but he was seriously injured.

"Little brother!" Lin Feng's eyes became red, and the anger in his heart burned even more. He broke out a powerful force to repel the surrounding enemies.

After some deadly fighting, Lin Feng finally led his disciples to repel this wave of enemies. However, there are some loopholes in the defense of the martial arts that need to be repaired as soon as possible.

Lin Feng returned to the Office of the Council exhausted and reported the situation to the heads and the elders.

The head looked at Lin Feng's scar and said distressedly: "Lin Feng, you have worked hard. The enemy's attack is more violent than ever, and we must think of a better countermeasure."

Lin Feng said firmly: "The head, I am willing to lead a team, take the initiative to attack, find the enemy's nest, and fight them all the way!"

Several elders looked at each other, one of which said: "Lin Feng, here is dangerous, you need to think clearly."

Lin Feng replied without hesitation: "For the peace of the martial arts, I have already put the degree of life and death."

The head finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, Lin Feng. If you choose some elite disciples, you must do it carefully."

Lin Feng carefully selected a group of highly powerful, witty and brave disciples to form a pioneer team. They prepared sufficient materials and weapons and embarked on the journey to find the enemy's nest.

Along the way, they carefully avoided the traps that could exist, while paying attention to the surrounding clues. After a few days of travel, they came to a remote valley.

The valley is filled with strong mist, gloomy and horrible. Lin Feng showed that the Italian family stopped and observed around vigilantly.

"Be careful, there is a strange atmosphere here, it is likely to be the hiding place of the enemy." Lin Feng lowered his voice.

Everyone slowly walked into the valley, the roads under the feet were muddy and slippery, and the trees on both sides of the trees danced their claws, as if they would rush over at any time.

Suddenly, a gloomy laugh echoed in the valley.

"Haha, you are finally here!"

Lin Feng's heart tightened and drank loudly: "Who?

With the laughter, a group of people in black walked out of the mist and surrounded Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, today is your death!" Said the leader of the man in black.

Lin Feng snorted: "Who is not necessarily dead!"

The two sides started a fierce battle. Lin Feng was a first soldier, and the long sword in his hand was like a dragon to the sea, and each sword had a sharp sword. The disciples did not shrink back, fighting against the enemy.

In the melee, Lin Feng found a flaw of the enemy, and he stabbed to the leader of the black man. The leader avoided the side, but was scratched by Lin Feng.

"Give me, kill them!" The leader shouted angrily.

The battle became more intense, and Lin Feng's side gradually occupied the upper hand. People in black began to show signs of defeat.

"Don't let them run!" Lin Feng shouted.

The disciples pursued it bravely and finally subdued most of the people in black.

"Said, where is your nest?" Lin Feng pointed at a black man with a sword.

The man in black closed his mouth and revealed a hint of fear in his eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Feng increased the strength in his hands: "If you don't say, you die now!"

The man in black finally couldn't bear the pressure, referring to the depths of the valley: "There is a castle there."

Lin Feng walked deep into the valley with his disciples. Sure enough, a gloomy castle appeared in front of him. The door of the castle was closed, and there were patrol guards around.

"Be careful, ready to sneak in." Lin Feng whispered.

They used the surrounding terrain and spells to quietly avoid the attention of the guards and successfully sneaked into the castle.

The castle is filled with a stinky smell, and weird portraits are hung on the wall. Lin Feng and others carefully searched for every room.

In a study, Lin Feng found some important documents and maps.

"These should be their action plans and contact methods." Lin Feng said excitedly.

When they were about to leave, they suddenly heard a footsteps.

"Not good, I was discovered!"

Lin Feng quickly hid with his disciples. But the enemy has noticed their existence and started searching around.

A thrilling chasing battle began in the castle. Lin Feng and others used their familiar terrain to deal with the enemy.

In the end, they successfully got rid of the enemy's hunt and returned to the martial arts with important information.

However, what they don't know is that this is just the tip of the iceberg of the enemy's conspiracy ...