Yang Zhi couldn't allow him to hesitate, after the coercive voice came out, the surrounding crowd had already frantically rushed towards the door, and at this time Yang Zhi didn't dare to show even the slightest hesitation.

"Huh, is that you?" Yang Zhi had just rushed to the staircase on the first floor, and a voice came into his ears.

Chen Han was mixed in the crowd, looking at him with a touch of inscrutable in his eyes: "Brother Yang really loves to learn, Chen has been observing Brother Yang for several days, and I found that since he started, Brother Yang has come to this martial arts pavilion every day."

But what makes me very curious is, Brother Yang has read all these books, why haven't I seen you practice any of them?

"What do you mean?" Yang Zhi's eyes were cold, and cold electricity flashed in his eyes.

From the first time he saw this person, he always felt that this person was a little evil.

"It's not interesting, just talk about it, ah, Brother Yang, let's not delay, you see everyone is out!"

Chen Han shrugged his shoulders in a chic manner, showed a smile at Yang Zhi, and in the next second, he had already followed the crowd and quickly walked out of the Martial Arts Pavilion building.

"No matter who you are, no matter what your purpose is, it's best not to mess with me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Looking at Chen Han's disappearing back, Yang Zhi frowned, and transmitted sound to the other party, using a sound martial art that everyone can use, and turning sound waves into spiritual power.

After Na Chenhan heard Yang Zhi's transmission, his body paused obviously, but he didn't look back, but continued to follow everyone and ran outside, not knowing what to think.

When Yang Zhi came to the outside of the Martial Arts Pavilion building, there were already hundreds of people standing outside, which were divided into two teams, about twenty or so middle martial artists were standing together, and almost all of these people were inner disciples.

The other seventy or so people were all outer disciples of the lower martial artists, and there were one or two lowest-level lower martial artists among them.

In front of these two teams, two gray-clothed old men were looking at them with cold faces, and one of them, Yang Zhi, an old man with gray hair and a thin torso, had seen it, and it was the caretaker at the gate of this martial arts pavilion.

"All stand in their respective camps!"

After seeing the last group of people who followed Yang Zhi out, the thin old man gave them an order, and then looked up at another old man with gray hair and a majestic momentum: "Elder, all the people have come out!"

"Hmm!"

The old man nodded lightly, then turned around and said in a deep voice to the Martial Arts Pavilion behind him: "I don't know which friend has come to this sect?

The voice was rolling, high but not high-pitched, but with a three-point majesty, and the air seemed to tremble.

However, there was no response!

Allowing the coercion of the gray-haired old man to be released to the limit, after three consecutive questions were issued, there was no response in the Martial Arts Pavilion, let alone anyone showing up to meet him.

"Since my friend dares to spy on the Treasure Pavilion of the Sect with his spiritual sense, he doesn't dare to show up to meet him?

After the gray-haired old man said this, his figure flashed, and he didn't see how he behaved, and the whole person had disappeared from everyone's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, a few breaths passed, and under the empty treasure pavilion, the elder surnamed Wei appeared again, and at this moment, he saw that his face was pale, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Elder, did you find anything?" the old man guarding the Martial Arts Pavilion immediately stepped forward and asked.

"No, but Rashomon won't warn for no reason, there must have been a sixth sense invasion of the spirit consciousness in the martial arts pavilion just now!"

After the elder finished speaking, his sharp gaze fell on the two teams in front of him like a blade: "From the time I got the warning to the time the old man came here, there were only a few breaths from time to time, if there was really an invasion of outsiders, it would never be possible to take advantage of this to slip away, unless ......"

Speaking of this, his pupils shrank suddenly, releasing a dazzling essence like the sun: "Unless, the enemy is among you!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately changed color, even Yang Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he deliberately lowered his head.

It's not that he can't stand the gaze of the unsurnamed elder, but that everyone else has done this, and they don't dare to look at him, if he doesn't bow his head, he will be exposed immediately.

"No matter who you are, I hope you stand up yourself, the old man will give you ten breaths of time to consider, if no one stands up after ten breaths, the old man will use the soul search technique, I think, since you can stand here and become a disciple of my Chaos Gate, there are sequelae of soul searching, you should understand!"

"Soul Searching, Elder wants to use Soul Searching on so many of us?"

"Elder, be merciful, it's not me, I'm just an ordinary lower martial artist, beg the elder to spare my life!"

"No, I don't want to be an idiot, Elder, it's really none of my business, please don't use soul searching on me!"

When the crowd heard that the unsurnamed elder was going to use the soul searching technique, they all changed color, and many of them even knelt on their knees crying and begging for mercy.

Yang Zhi stood in the crowd, his face also became ugly, he had been in this world for more than ten years, although he had not seen anyone use soul searching techniques, he had also heard many rumors.

It is said that the soul searching technique can only be used by high-level martial artists, to be precise, only by cultivating above the great martial artists, and the object of application must be someone lower than their own realm.

When a high-level martial artist forcibly performs soul searching on a low-level martial artist, the caster will become deranged, and in the most severe cases, the soul will dissipate and become a corpse without a soul.

"The elders are merciful, can you listen to the disciple?"

At this time, suddenly a voice sounded from the crowd, and after hearing this voice, Yang Zhi's whole person shook violently, and he couldn't help but look at the person who spoke.

Chen Han seemed to know that Yang Zhi was looking at him, and threw a playful smile at this side, spun it away, turned into a respectful smile, and walked towards the crowd.

"Outer disciple Chen Han, I have seen two elders, I beg the elders' subordinates to be merciful, don't use soul searching techniques on everyone, you can't kill them all with one stick......"

"Reason!" Elder Wei's face was gloomy, and his gaze was even sharper than a file scraping on Chen Han's face.

"The reason is very simple, because the disciple knows the reason for Rashomon's warning just now!"

Chen Han replied unhurriedly, then raised his head slightly, and his eyes slowly swept towards the crowd behind him, and finally fixed on Yang Zhi's body.

"Is that him?"

There was no need for Chen Han to point it out, the elder surnamed Wei looked cold, and then he saw him raise his hand lightly in front of the crowd, and Yang Zhi felt a great force covering him.

Before he could react, the whole person had already broken away from everyone and flew towards the open space in front of him.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Yang Zhi's body fell heavily to the ground, and when he raised his head, he saw a pair of bottomless eyes as deep as a deep valley and a deep pool, locked on his face!