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

After Lin Feng's voice was full of alertness and determination to bomb in the air, the disciples instantly came to the enemy, and quickly and orderly formed a close defense formation. Their expression was grim, and the weapons in their hands were flashing all kinds of light, ready to welcome the upcoming fierce battle.

The dark power rolled from the distance like a turbulent tide, with the momentum of destroying everything. A group of dark shadows approached at a very fast speed. Their figures were looming in the dim light, as if the evil spirits from the depths of hell. Every black shadow exudes a strong evil atmosphere, making people shudder.

"Everyone holds it!" Lin Feng shouted loudly, his voice was firm and powerful, trying to dispel the fear of the disciples. He held the sword in his hand tightly, and the sword shone with dazzling light under his strong spiritual power. His gaze was like a torch, staring firmly in front of him without letting go of any fine movements of the enemy.

The black shadows did not hesitate and pause, and when they approached, they launched a violent attack. All kinds of dark spells are densely raised towards the disciples. Some of them are burning like black flames, some of the cold frost instantly frozen everything, and others erode people's hearts like invisible curse. For a while, the light was staggered, and the roar of the collision of spells was deafening, and the entire space seemed to be torn into countless fragments.

A new disciple who has not long been hesitant because of lack of experience, hesitant hesitant when he responded to the enemy's attack. At this moment of distraction, a dark spell broke through his defense like a poisonous snake and hit his chest fiercely. He screamed, flew backwards, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Don't be distracted! Concentrate!" Lin Feng struggled to resist the attack on the front, reminding other disciples loudly. His voice was full of anxiety and anger, and his forehead rose on his forehead.

Lin Feng's figure was like electricity, and he immediately found a gap from dense attacks and rushed towards the injured disciple. The sword in his hand waved into a dense light curtain, blocking the dark spells chasing from one by one. In the enemy's attack gap, he grabbed the disciple's collar and pulled him back into the formation.

"Take care of him!" Lin Feng gave the injured disciple to the same door around him, his eyes were full of concern and eagerness. But he didn't have time to stay, turned around and did not hesitate to fight. His figure shuttled through the enemy's attack, and each sword waved was determined to kill.

Although Su Yao is in the martial arts, her heart has always carried Lin Feng. She stood on the defensive tower of the martial arts, and the staff in her hand kept flashing, injecting a powerful spiritual power into the defense formation. Her eyes are focused and nervous, closely paying attention to every change on the battlefield.

"Strengthen the defense of the East!" She vocally commanded the disciples around her, "Pay attention to the connection of spells, there must be no loopholes!"

Under her command, the defensive formation in the martial arts was in a lot of light, forming a solid barrier to resist sneak attacks from the outside. At the same time, she also organized a group of disciples who were good at healing spells to prepare to treat the injured at any time for treatment.

On the battlefield, the battle became more and more intense, and Lin Feng gradually felt a little struggling. The number of enemies far exceeds their expectations, and each of them is powerful, and the spells are strange. Those dark spells are not only powerful, but they are often unexpected, which is invincible.

Lin Feng's shirt has been soaked by sweat, and his breathing has become rapid. His arm felt sore because of a long battle, but he still clenched his teeth and insisted.

At this moment, after a dangerous and dangerous avoidance of the enemy's attack, Lin Feng keenly discovered a small flaw in the enemy's attack. It was a short spell connection gap. Although it was short, it was enough for masters such as Lin Feng.

"Rush with me!" He sang, his voice was full of courage and determination. He first soldiers, rushing towards the enemy's camp like a tiger.

The disciples were encouraged, and they also gathered courage, followed him closely. In their eyes, the flames of hope were re -ignited, and they shouted and shouted.

Lin Feng's swordsmanship was like wind, and the sword shadow flickered, and the enemy fell down. Every time he attacked, he accurately hit the enemy's key and was merciless. His figure shuttled in the enemy group, such as no one.

However, the enemy is not an equal to being idle. They soon recovered from their initial panic and re -organized a strict line of defense. The dark method of darkness is intertwined into a huge net, trying to block the forestry progress.

The two sides are in a stalemate situation, and no one can easily gain advantages. Every moment is full of danger, every attack and defense are related to life and death.

Lin Feng's physical strength is constantly consuming, and his movements are beginning to become slow, but his eyes are still firm. He knows that at this time, you must not shrink back, otherwise the previous efforts will be in vain, and the future of martial arts and disciples will fall into darkness.

When Lin Feng was supported, Su Yao's anxious and firm voice came in the martial arts.

"Lin Feng, persist! We found the weakness of the enemy's spell!" Su Yao's voice clearly passed into Lin Feng's ears clearly through spell messages. Her voice was excited and nervous, as if a dawn in the darkness.

The spirit of Lin Feng shouted loudly: "Everyone listened. The weakness of the enemy was the defense gap on the right side of their spells to focus on attack!"

The disciples quickly adjusted their attack strategies after hearing Lin Feng's instructions. They worked closely together and focused their attacks on the weaknesses of the enemy's spells.

Sure enough, the enemy's defenses began to loosen significantly. The originally indestructible dark spell net had flaws, and the disciples' attacks began to effectively break through the enemy's defenses.

Lin Feng saw the opportunity and led the disciples to launch a more fierce attack again. His sword was like thunder, and every swing was accompanied by great power and the belief of victory.

This time, the enemy finally couldn't withstand their offensive and began to retreat. Their formation was chaotic, and the power of the spells was greatly weakened.

"Don't let them go!" Lin Feng shouted, his voice full of vengeful anger.

The disciples took advantage of the victory and launched a final encirclement and suppression of the enemy. Their spells and weapons fell on the enemy like a storm, leaving the enemy no chance to breathe or escape.

After a fierce and brutal battle, the enemy was finally repelled. The battlefield was littered with corpses and broken weapons, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder.

Lin Feng led his disciples back to the sect exhausted. Their clothes were tattered, their bodies were covered with wounds and blood, but their eyes were full of joy and pride of victory.

"You did a good job!" Su Yao came up, her eyes full of concern and relief. She quickly cast a healing spell for the injured disciples, and the green light flickered in her hands, warm and soft.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, with a trace of fatigue on his face: "Thanks to you for discovering the enemy's weakness, otherwise we really don't know what to do."

Although this battle was won, everyone knew that this was just the beginning. The Shadow Cult will not give up, and there will be more difficult challenges waiting for them in the future. But at this moment, they can temporarily enjoy this hard-won victory and accumulate strength for the next battle.