Seeing so many people coming to support him, Lin Feng suddenly felt like tears filled his eyes.

Those who have gained the truth will be helped!

The unjust have little help!

The ancients never deceived me!

…

At this moment, the 100,000 monks of the Holy Legion became panicked.

Although there are currently only about 20,000 to 30,000 monks supporting Lin Feng.

However, their military morale has become unstable.

Because, from the eyes of those who supported Brother Lin Feng, they read endless hatred, anger, murderous intent, unwavering will, and years of forbearance and dormancy.

Moreover, at this moment, more monks were flying in from all directions to support Lin Feng.

"Do you want to rebel?".

Yan Kuan couldn't help but roared angrily. The situation before him was indeed something he had not thought of beforehand. Now he saw so many people supporting Lin Feng.

Yan Kuan was extremely angry, but besides anger, there was also a hint of panic.

"kill……".

"Those who slaughtered the Holy Legion...".

"Yan Kuan, that bastard is the son-in-law of the Holy Legion! Seize Yan Kuan...".

Countless monks roared.

A large number of monks rushed toward the 100,000 monks of the Holy Legion.

Yan Kuan shouted loudly, "Don't panic, we have a hundred thousand troops and they are well-trained!"

"These people are just a temporary team. They are disorganized. How many battles have we experienced? How can these people be compared? Although their cultivation is not weak, legion operations are all about cooperation. What are we afraid of? They are just a group now.

Just a rabble!"

Yan Kuan's words were extremely effective. After hearing his words, the originally impetuous hearts of the 100,000 troops of the Holy Legion calmed down.
Chapter completed!