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Chapter six hundred and seventieth cold means

With Lin Feng's slightly rough movements, everyone was shocked!

A brief silence has entered the cathedral, and the needles can be heard.

Then the seven gods were the most fanatical believer. The big flea spoke first, which immediately triggered a tsunami of storm among the church.

"traitor!"

"The Seven Gods' Spoiler!"

"death penalty!"

There is no need for explosives at all. If possible, the anger in the audience would be enough to blow the entire church up to the sky.

Brack stood up angrily and pressed all directions with his hands. After the angrily cursing around him slightly lowered, he said, "Rob Stark, you slandered the messenger of the Seven Gods and have no respect for the Seven Gods. Here, I declare as the messenger of the Seven Gods and the Master of the Red Hall that you are not qualified to succeed the king. You will be despised by the Seven Gods like your previous king!"

"support!"

"Address!"

"Get out, the seven gods do not allow traitors here!"

As soon as Brack's voice fell, a bunch of people jumped out to support him. Of course, there were also people who watched the fun and did not bother with the trouble, and those who had ulterior motives. In short, the scene was very chaotic.

Mrs. Stark's face was pale. She really didn't understand what Lin Feng wanted to do.

Brack hugged his shoulders with his hands and sneered in his heart. He wanted Lin Feng to know what the outcome of provoking him, the master leader.

Lin Feng let everyone scold him and couldn't speak, then he corrected his crown, turned to look at Brack, and asked, "You said I'm not worthy of being the king?"

Brack said arrogantly, in a tone: "That's right, it's what I said! You are not worthy of being a king at all! I order you in the name of the Archbishop and get out of the Red Hall quickly!"

The big flea also stood up at this time. It is hard to imagine that he would have such a loud voice with white hair. He could only hear him roaring: "A king who does not believe in the Seven Gods is not qualified to be a king. Get out of here!"

Lin Feng glanced at Blake, then looked at the big flea, and his body began to shake unnaturally. He thought he was trying his best to endure something.

Dian Wei and Zhao Yun each took a step forward with a serious expression, especially Dian Wei. From a distance, he looked like an ancient evil god.

The big flea was not afraid of Dian Wei's deterrence at all. In his heart, even the king could not take action in the Hongtang, so he was absolutely safe here.

"Get out if you don't have the qualifications of a king!" The big flea roared again.

Lin Feng's body seemed to have endured to the extreme, and he suddenly burst into laughter: "I am not worthy of being the king? Are you worthy of being the king?"

Lin Feng's voice was like a spring thunder blew in the cathedral, and it was also a signal. Dian Wei suddenly pulled out his long sword from his waist, and without saying a word, he walked towards the roaring flea.

"Damn, I have been tolerating you for a long time, cursing you, scolding you, mom!" Dian Wei shouted loudly, and the long sword suddenly slashed at the big flea from top to bottom.

The long sword shining with cold light did not give the big flea a chance to justify it. With a sniff, the white knife entered and the red knife.

The big flea that was cut off half of his body by Dian Wei, his head and arm, did not even scream from beginning to end, and went to see his seven gods. Blood sprayed out like a spring, and soon dyed the nearby ground red. At the same time, it also covered the cathedral called Hongtang with a veritable red gauze.

"What did you do?"

Lin Feng shouted loudly that Dian Wei suddenly started to kill people. It took less than half a minute in total. The leader of the sect, Brack, was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, pointing at Lin Feng weakly with his hands.

Not only Brack, but also the entire Hongtang were shocked by Dian Wei's move.

For thousands of years, no one has ever killed anyone in the church. You must know that this is a holy land, so how can it be defiled by mortals?

Lin Feng ignored Brak's shouting, but glanced at the audience with a cold expression and said calmly: "Only those who are crowned by the leader can become kings? Only those who believe in the seven gods can be blessed? Only those who are favored by the seven gods can live forever? Bullshit!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly, pointed his finger at the big flea on the ground, and said aloud: "He believes in the Seven Gods and has been favored by the Seven Gods, but what's the result? I tell you, don't use your pedantic rules to restrict me!"

"From today, I am the rule! You don't have to believe in the Seven Gods. As long as you are loyal to me, I guarantee that all of you have food and children have books to read, and not only pray to the Seven Gods when you are most in danger!"

Lin Feng took off the luxurious crown above his head and was still on the ground fiercely. He shouted: "From today on, I am the king, the king is me, it doesn't matter whether there is this crown or not!"

"Did you understand it?"

The loud shouts kept circling, but in the full cathedral, there was a silence, and the fallen needle could be heard.

"Pagan!" Brack suddenly pointed at Lin Feng with his finger and said in horror: "You will not succeed in this way, and you will not succeed..."

"Shut up!" Dian Wei didn't wait for Brak to finish speaking, and the sword sniffed and killed Brak to death on the spot.

However, Brack's death was like an introduction, which immediately caused a stir in the entire church.

"pagan!"

"pagan!"

Roars kept coming, and some of the nobles who did not want to support Lin Feng were happy and happy. In their eyes, Lin Feng's move was like seeking death. They only needed to add fuel to the fire to overthrow Lin Feng. At that time, they would choose a more obedient king to take the throne so that they could make the most profit from it.

The nobles with such thoughts shouted loudly, fearing that others would not hear it.

But Lin Feng, who was standing on the platform, was unmoved at all. He turned his head and glanced at Guan Yu on the platform not far away. The other party immediately understood it, and teams of fully armed soldiers rushed into the cathedral in an instant.

Without any hesitation, these soldiers who had been brainwashed early began to wave their long swords from their hands after entering the church.

This is a harvest that does not distinguish between enemies and me, and this is a bone-breaking pain that must be passed through.

The nobles who were originally mentally watching the show, saw that the soldiers were really brave enough to kill people without blinking, and immediately panicked and begged for mercy to Lin Feng, who was standing on a high position.

But Lin Feng, who was standing on the platform, did not move at all, his eyes were cold, and he allowed his soldiers to constantly harvest their lives.

In Lin Feng's eyes, these people must die, otherwise his affairs will be hindered by these annoying people.
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