Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

Ye Chen came to the outskirts of the dojo, and before he entered the gate, he heard some disciples talking about the unknown life and death of the saint.

People were whispering, and also put forward various conjectures, obviously causing some confusion, and people's hearts have been shaken.

This situation can no longer be tolerated. If it is not dealt with, it is estimated that it will not be long before there will be civil strife in the Holy Land, causing unpredictable consequences.

He walked directly to the front of the crowd, and asked in a cold voice, "Tell me, whose mouth is it that the news of the Saint's disappearance came from!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone lowered their heads one after another, not daring to speak.

Ye Chen's previous record was so impressive that they had to face it squarely, so that they felt a little awe in their hearts.

However, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and neither of them spoke, as if they were a little embarrassed.

"Now the orthodox dispute is imminent. If we fail to achieve the expected results, I am afraid that the Holy One will blame you. You will be trashed and kicked out of the house. You should think about it!"

Ye Chen said in a cold voice again, his words were aggressive and had already put everyone in a dilemma.

Everyone lowered their heads one after another, looking a little timid.

A disciple finally had the courage to stand up.

He asked aloud: "Senior Brother Ye, are the rumors outside true? What happened to the Holy One? Why haven't we seen him again!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen slapped him across the face, and instantly the disciple vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Then, he threw another bottle of healing pills in the past.

"Do you even dare to question the words of senior brother? At this level, if I want to prove my martial arts, I must be recognized by the world, and I can't lie to you!"

"Taking a step back, if the sage finds out, I will be thrown into a forbidden area and imprisoned for a hundred years. I'm afraid there will be no hope of breakthrough in this life when I come back. Do I have to risk my life for you trash?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone lowered their heads.

"Damn Sun Yi, how dare you lie to me, I'll kill him right now!"

Ye Chen didn't stop him, he followed and walked to a cave where the disciples from the outer court lived.

At this time, a disciple was practicing in the room, obviously this was the Sun Yi they were talking about.

The disciple was obviously pissed off, grabbed Sun Yi by the collar, punched him, then threw him to the ground and kicked him hard.

Others also rushed forward one after another, punching and kicking Sun Yi.

"Brothers, why are you doing this?"

Sun Yi didn't understand why, but he was only a disciple of the inner court, and the people who came to the scene were all core disciples, and their status was higher than his.

"How dare you lie to us that you are in the holy land, practicing the martial arts of the holy land, and enjoying the service of the holy land, and even doing something that endangers the holy land, even if you die a hundred times today, it is not an exaggeration!"

Seeing the crowd punching and kicking for a while, it was considered that they had finished venting, Ye Chen waved his hand at this moment and called out to everyone.

"Okay, don't beat me anymore, I have to interrogate him, if I beat him to death, there will be no proof."

Everyone stepped aside one after another, leaving an open space in the middle.

At this time, the disciple named Sun Yi had been beaten to the point where he was beaten to the point where he was still coughing up blood.

Ye Chen walked forward slowly and said, "Why are you spreading rumors? Could it be that you are really the ghost sent by the devil!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay and began to discuss.

The Holy Land can be said to be the safest place in Nanlitian, and it is unimaginable that ghosts would sneak in here.

If it is said that the people of the Demon Sect are so pervasive, it is indeed a bit scary.

Sun Yi spit out the blood donation, and said in a cold voice: "I did not betray the Holy Land, what I said is the truth, why do you question me!"

He continued to be angry, as if he had really suffered a great injustice.

"The third elder and I were ambushed that day and suffered heavy losses. Dozens of senior brothers and sisters all died tragically at the hands of the Demon Gate. Fortunately, the Holy Lord came forward in time, but the Holy Lord was also caught in the trap of the Demon Gate. Now he has been killed by the demon general from Jiuyoutian. Capture, life and death unknown, these are all I have seen with my own eyes!"

As soon as this remark came out, Ye Chen's statement became untenable.

Feeling strange gazes from all directions, he also felt that things were a little serious.

Because he still doesn't understand whether what this disciple said is true or not.

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, even if what Sun Yi said is true, he must be dealt with as an inner ghost, otherwise the Holy Land will not be able to stabilize the overall situation, and there may be chaos in the future

"Since you don't believe me, I can only ask the Holy One to come forward in person."

Just as the words fell, he caught Sun Yi's face, and a faint smile flashed across it. Although it was very subtle, he still caught it.

Ye Chen turned around and called Kong Linger, and the two came to the courtyard of the Holy Lord together.

"Today's matter must be concealed. No matter what, they cannot see the flaws, do you understand?"

Kong Ling'er was a little puzzled and a little anxious, but she didn't know what to do.

Until then, Ye Chen exchanged a puppet from the system, which can imitate the appearance and breath of a demigod powerhouse, and no one below the true god can pierce it.

Seeing Shengzun appearing in front of her, Kong Linger couldn't help rushing towards him.

"Father, Ling'er misses you so much."

Until a word from the Holy One brought her back to reality.

"Okay, the effect can only last for an hour, let's hurry up."

Everyone waited in Sun Yi's house, making eye contact with each other, but no sound was made.

Until a voice with supreme majesty came over.

"You guys are fooling around! It's only been a few days of retreat, and some people say that my life and death are uncertain. If it takes another half a month, I'm afraid there will be news of my death!"

Everyone looked for the sound, and the saint was standing in front of him, with that unique aura, not angry and majestic.

"The disciple sees the Holy One."

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Sun Yi quickly took out a scroll, and was about to urge the scroll to escape.

However, before he finished casting the spell, Ye Chen quickly stopped him.

At this time, Sun Yi had given up struggling, swallowed a piece of poison, and committed suicide on the spot.

In just three breaths, his whole body's meridians were broken inch by inch, such a serious injury that there was almost no cure.

At this time, Ye Chen quickly released the godhead, locked Sun Yi's soul that had not dissipated, and performed the soul search technique.

Then, the pictures entered Ye Chen's mind one by one. After searching the other party's memory, he learned that this person came from Evil King City, and that he was indeed present in the first battle that day.

Moreover, the scene of the battlefield can be described as very shocking, the two sides fought in the dark, and the saint was plotted against in advance, and suffered a lot.

It's just that later, the holy venerable used the escape technique, and finally escaped from the hands of the evil general, and there was no news from then on.