It's only been more than ten days since the Demon Suppression Tower, and the origin demon power has not had time to refine it except for a monster like Xu Han, but although this thing is still in their bodies, how can they take it out? Is it possible to dissect their flesh and blood?

Xu Han's words were a little more vicious than the speculation of asking for exercises, and naturally he would inevitably attract everyone's angry scolding.

Although they were afraid of this incomprehensible Xu Han in their hearts, they had already made up their minds to unite with Chixiaomen at this moment, and with the large number of people, they would naturally not be afraid of a single Xu Han.

"I, Lu Yuandeng, want to see how you leave the Origin Demon Power in our body today!" At that time, a man who was seven feet tall and had high bulging muscles around his body sneered.

This person is a Keqing of Wuthering Heights, one of the twelve towns of the Great Xia Sect, one of the twelve towns, who has cultivated to the Great Yan and obtained the origin demon power of the illusion in the middle of the eighth layer of the Great Yan Realm in the Demon Suppression Tower, which is related to his arrival in the fairyland, and he naturally cannot give up.

So, after saying this, the man turned around and was about to leave. In his mind, as long as that Xiao Yu didn't make a move, so many sword-wielding people were present, Xu Han didn't dare to do anything with him if he thought about it.

It's just that as soon as his words fell, Xu Han's eyes narrowed instantly.

The next moment, the boy came up to him with a speed that was so fast that he could barely catch a trace.

"Huh?" The tall man named Lu Yuandeng's face changed, and he didn't have time to think about it and wanted to protect his hands on his chest, but by then it was already too late. Xu Han's fist came faster than he imagined, and the punch hit him in the chest before his hands could be put on a posture, and the force carried by that punch was much greater than he imagined, and his body shook, and under this punch, he flew out fiercely and fell to the ground a few zhang away.

Lu Yuandeng was naturally shocked by Xu Han's terrifying strength, and what made him feel even more incredible was that in Xu Han's punch, he didn't notice half a point of true yuan fluctuation - Xu Han defeated a master like him who had been invading the Great Yan Realm for several years with just his physical body!

Lu Yuandeng, who realized this, was horrified, and he was about to stand up, but Xu Han's fist followed closely behind him and bombarded the door in front of him again.

The force of this punch was several points greater than that of Fang Cai, and Lu Yuandeng only felt a sharp pain in his brain, and his mind became a little dazed because of this.

A hand pressed against his chest at this moment, and he was startled, and he sensed something wrong, but the dizziness in his head made it difficult for him to react too much to it.

The next moment, he sensed that something inside him was being pulled away.

When he finally completely stripped away the dizziness in his head, Xu Han had already stood up, his face changed, and then he realized that the origin demon power in his body had really been stripped out by Xu Han in some way that he didn't know.

He lost his origin demon power, and he also lost the most important means to ascend to the fairyland!

"You!" This suddenly made Lu Yuandeng's heart surge with anger, he stood up, pointed at the bridge of Xu Han's nose and was about to say something.

But these words just came to his lips, but he took them back alive.

Because after doing this, Xu Han glanced back at him.

It was just the most ordinary glimpse, but the murderous intent in his eyes made this powerhouse of the Great Yan Realm feel like he was in the ice and snow, and he felt a chill. He remembered Fang Cai's devastating battle, and he understood that Xu Han was fully capable of killing himself if he wanted to, and this thought made him completely put away the resentment in his heart.

The people around him also came back to their senses at this time, and with their vision, they could naturally see that Xu Han had stripped off the origin demon power in Lu Yuandeng's body.

Such a technique that forcibly takes away power from other people's bodies, but it is a big taboo in this river and lake, and several similar exercises recorded in history are all listed as evil sect and demon skills, but at this moment, they don't have time to delve into which evil method Xu Han's method comes from. They were more concerned about their own situation at the moment, this Origin Demon Power was extremely important to every monk, and it was one of the most important means for them to attack the Immortal Realm.

Of course, even if you have this thing, it is just a few more points above the small chance, but knowing this, the temptation of the immortal realm is especially something that ordinary people can resist?

Therefore, after seeing that Xu Han could really strip off the origin demon power, those who were watching naturally put away their thoughts of leaving, at least they had to weigh the gains and losses of it, and those who had already torn their faces with the Sword Pavilion were even more ugly.

This scene fell in the eyes of the elder of the Chixiao Gate, he naturally felt tight, the Chixiao Gate wants to fight against the Sword Pavilion of course is simple, but behind the Sword Pavilion is the Dragon Yin Temple and the Great Xia Imperial Court, if you want to compete with it, you must win over many Jianghu sects, today's matter is the beginning of this plan, it is of great significance to the Chixiao Gate, if it is impossible to protect the interests of these sects that choose the Chixiao Gate, then the side of the sects will inevitably be affected by this, although it will not let them completely fall to the Sword Pavilion, but at least it is enough for them to choose to wait and see in a short period of time, and this is by no means what Xie Min Yu wants to see。

Thinking of this, the elder's face sank, and he said in a cold voice: "Everyone, this path of cultivation is the way of solitude, how can the opportunity to get it be with others? That is the path of self-destruction of immortals! Moreover, it is the injustice of the Sword Pavilion first, this Xu Han is not only ruthless, but also has magic skills, and is clearly a person with ill intentions, today you and I are all fighting hard, is it possible that you are still afraid of this little Xu Han?"

His words were impassioned, but the last few words woke everyone up, although this Xu Han's cultivation is strong, but at this moment, there are more than fifty or sixty sword holders who want to leave the Sword Holding Pavilion, and there is no shortage of masters of the Great Yan Realm, can this Xu Han really be able to defeat a hundred?

When everyone thought of this, their eyes lit up, and the true yuan around them was also urged by them at this moment, they were telling Xu Han that they couldn't really be so obedient and let Xu Han drain the demon power in their bodies, in their opinion, this Xu Han was bold, and he didn't dare to really do it with so many people.

But they underestimated Xu Han.

At the moment when the elder's voice fell, Xu Han's body moved again, and he threw a punch with the momentum of thunder, and went straight to the elder of the Chixiao Gate.

With that speed, coupled with the unexpected shots of everyone, when they came back to their senses, the elder of the Chixiao Gate still flew a distance of dozens of zhang and fell fiercely at the door of the Sword Pavilion's mansion gate.

At this moment, the right side of his face was black, blood was oozing from under the skin of his face, two teeth fell to the side, and he tilted his head and fell to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

And the young man's cold voice sounded in everyone's ears again.

"The Sword Pavilion is a place of purging, how can you allow embarrassed dogs to bark?"