Ye Chen was dragged to the Discipline Hall, followed by a huge crowd of people.
Arriving at the cold and majestic Discipline Hall again, Ye Chen was chained to a copper pillar on the spot.
And the true disciples of the two peaks who also violated the sect rules were just standing leisurely in the hall with shackles. Compared with Ye Chen's misery, their treatment formed a sharp contrast.
"Ye Chen, do you admit to the crime of using the Heavenly Thunder Curse within the sect?" Yin Zhiping stood in front of Ye Chen with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Chen with a sneer.
"They wanted to kill me, but I was trying to protect myself."
"Kill you? Where to start?" The disciples from the two peaks spoke one after another.
"Ye Chen, you are spitting blood! It's obviously a sparring match, but how come we want to kill you?"
"Senior Brother Yin Mingjian, don't listen to Ye Chen's nonsense. He is just making excuses from me to excuse himself."
At this time, the navy disciples from the two peaks also started to make noise again.
"Ye Chen used the Thunder Curse, he deserves to die."
"Sanction him."
"You are so cruel at a young age. How can you handle it when you grow up?"
The hall was filled with the shouts and curses of the true disciples of the two peaks. Everyone was filled with indignation. They confused right and wrong, and even bit back, forcing a big hat on Ye Chen's body.
At this moment, Ye Chen, who was sitting on the copper pillar, was like a heinous murderer, being reviled.
In the hall, there were not only the true disciples of Liangfeng, but also the disciples of Hengyue who had followed.
However, although they knew that the truth was not all what the disciples of the two peaks said, no one dared to stand up and say a word for Ye Chen. They were afraid that they would suffer crazy revenge from the two peaks in the future. At this moment, Ye Chen was Very good proof.
It was just a show. After hearing what the disciples of the two peaks said, Yin Zhiping looked at Ye Chen coldly again, "Ye Chen, what else do you have to say."
Ye Chen was silent, what else could he say, what else could he say.
From the moment he was pulled into the Discipline Hall, he thought about his end. The two peaks and the Discipline Hall had colluded long ago. He, an intern in the Qi Condensation Realm, wanted a backstage but no backstage, and he wanted helpers but no helpers. No matter how much, it is useless.
Perhaps, he underestimated Liangfeng's methods. Every step was a trap, and every step was a murderous intention against him.
However, until this moment, he did not regret everything he had done for Huwa and the others.
At this moment, he suddenly understood that the journey of a monk was not as glamorous as it appeared on the surface. It was cruel and desolate.
In front of him, Yin Zhiping saw that Ye Chen was silent and sneered, "If you don't speak, does this mean you acquiesce?"
"Stop talking nonsense, come on!" Ye Chen's voice became a little hoarse, and his unprecedented fatigue made his eyes dim.
"Okay, very good." Yin Zhiping laughed loudly, turned over his hand and took out an ancient scroll, unfolding it as if reading an imperial edict, "According to Article 9 of the Hengyue Sect Rules, our disciples must Using the Heavenly Thunder Curse is a death penalty."
After reading, Yin Zhiping suddenly closed the ancient scroll, and then winked at the disciples on both sides.
However, at this moment, an old figure pulled out from the crowd with all his strength. A closer look revealed that it was Zhang Fengnian.
"Don't kill him, don't kill him." Zhang Fengnian came in and looked at Yin Zhiping with a pleading face, "Please, don't kill him, kill me!"
"Grandpa, don't ask them." Ye Chen's hazy eyes recovered instantly, and he struggled to say, "Ye Chen is not afraid of death."
"Silly boy, don't talk." Zhang Fengnian glanced at Ye Chen, and then looked at Yin Zhiping again, his rickety body could not be bent any more, "Senior nephew Yin, he is just a retaliation, let him go! "
"Let him go." Yin Zhiping smiled teasingly, "Zhang Fengnian, are you too old? If he used the Thunder Curse in the sect, it would be a death penalty."
Unexpectedly, the old Zhang Fengnian knelt at Yin Zhiping's feet with a pop.
At this moment, Ye Chen's eyes stood out and were covered with bloodshot eyes. The rolling blood tears couldn't stop filling his eyes. Looking at the humble and old figure kneeling on the ground, blood tears filled his face.
"Grandpa, how can you kneel down to him?" After a short moment, Ye Chen's roar sounded in the hall.
ah… .
ah… .
He went crazy, struggling like crazy, trying to break the chains that locked him.
He is the iron-clad Ye Chen, and he will definitely not be afraid of death, but seeing the person he cares about kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy for him is really more uncomfortable than killing him.
Listening to Ye Chen's roar, Zhang Fengnian's body trembled, but he still did not get up.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Soon, a banging sound was heard in the hall, which was the sound of Zhang Fengnian's forehead hitting the ground.
"Please, let him go."
"Please, let him go."
Every time Zhang Fengnian hit the ground with his forehead, he would say such words. Every time he lowered his head, his old face would be filled with humble tears.
He is Zhang Fengnian, a person of the same generation as the leader of the Hengyue Sect. At this moment, he is kneeling down so humbly to a junior. It is unprecedentedly sad, and he is naked and without dignity.
"He committed a capital crime, and no one can save him." Yin Zhiping glanced at his feet and ignored him, raising his chin high.
"Then kill me and exchange my life for his, nephew Yin, please." Zhang Fengnian suddenly hugged Yin Zhiping's legs.
This sudden hug made Yin Zhiping frown, his eyes full of contempt, and he immediately kicked Zhang Fengnian away and shouted sternly, "You are a loser, why should you negotiate terms with me?"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Fengnian, who was kicked away, rushed forward again and hugged Yin Zhiping's legs, "He is just a child, please, let him go!"
roll!
Yin Zhiping seemed to have lost his patience. He raised his foot again and kicked Zhang Fengnian until he vomited blood.
ah…!
All of this was staged before Ye Chen's eyes.
He could no longer contain his anger and roared hysterically, "Yin Zhiping, if I don't die today, I will crush you to ashes. Even if I die, I will never let you go."
Suddenly, a dormant power within his body fully revived.
The overwhelming anger seemed to have stirred up the evil hidden in his blood, and his mind was being overwhelmed by anger and killing.
When Ye Chen yelled like this, Yin Zhiping became angry and immediately shouted, "Kill, kill him."
Immediately, someone on both sides swung a machete.
At this moment, the disciples from the two peaks showed sinister smiles.
However, at this moment, a ray of light flew in from outside the hall, impartially knocking the swung sword over in an instant, and then a long voice came into the hall.
"Yo yo yo! The Discipline Hall is really lively today!"
Before he finished speaking, a ghostly figure appeared in the hall.
This person has a slender figure, a fairy-like spirit, and a leisurely temperament. His Taoist robes sway automatically in the wind, and his whole body is filled with spiritual light. Even the floating dust in his hand is dyed with spiritual light. His eyes seem to have experienced vicissitudes of life and are filled with spiritual energy. Infinite wisdom.
"he is… ."
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