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Chapter 482 The Second Crusade of the Holy Confucian Sect!

While speaking, the Great Elder tried his best to keep calm.

At a glance, almost no flaws can be seen.

And the Great Elder is the person most trusted by the Pavilion Master, so she nodded and picked up the bowl of porridge.

The pavilion master's red lips slowly kissed the bowl.

The expression of the Great Elder suddenly became a little nervous.

It wasn't until the pavilion master drank the bowl of porridge slowly that the Great Elder breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord, rest well." The Great Elder picked up the bowl and said with a bow.

The pavilion master didn't say much, just nodded.

Holding a newspaper in her hand, she didn't know what she was reading.

The Great Elder didn't dare to wait any longer, so he took the bowl and hurriedly jumped down.

Throughout the day, the First Elder was feeling restless.

According to Elder Qu, there will be no obvious symptoms after taking this Duan Lingdan.

Only when you make a move, will you find that the inner strength in your body is lacking.

Therefore, the Great Elder did not leave.

That night.

Another late night.

The Great Elder tiptoed out of the Medicine God Pavilion.

He walked to the end of the street and quickly got into a car.

"How is it? Has the matter been completed?" Elder Qu asked.

The Great Elder nodded and said, "Well, it's been done."

Elder Qu raised his eyebrows and said, "You're not lying to us, are you?"

Hearing this, a look of sullenness flashed across the face of the Great Elder.

He said in a cold voice: "Don't be suspicious of people, don't be suspicious of employing people, if you don't believe me, you can pretend that I haven't been here!"

Xu Beijun on the side quickly grabbed the elder, and said with a smile: "Elder, don't be angry, you don't need to know him as well, we all believe in you."

The Great Elder snorted coldly. He glanced at Xu Beijun and said, "Remember what you promised me."

Xu Beijun smiled lightly and said, "Our Shengru Sect, the Kyoto Martial Arts Association, and the major families in Kyoto all hope that the Medicine God Pavilion will be in our own hands."

"Now you are our own."

Hearing this, the Great Elder nodded slightly, and then got out of the car.

After he left, Xu Beijun's face turned cold instantly.

"Let's do it tomorrow! Crusade against the God of Medicine Pavilion!" Xu Beijun said coldly.

...

The next morning.

Everything in the Medicine God Pavilion remains the same.

No one knows that a disaster is approaching quietly.

At noon, the sun was shining.

It was supposed to be a leisurely noon, but the Medicine God Pavilion ushered in a group of unexpected guests.

The pavilion master was lying on the rocking chair, just about to take a lunch break.

At this time, her eyes suddenly opened.

"Someone is here." The pavilion master frowned slightly.

In the next second, she was seen floating down from the attic like a fairy.

Yaoshen Pavilion Square.

Elder Qu, Xu Beijun and others were standing in the square, waiting quietly.

"Why, still not giving up?" Seeing these people, the Pavilion Master narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xu Beijun took the lead to take a step forward, and said with a sneer, "Master of the Medicine God Pavilion, if you are willing to surrender now, you may be able to suffer less."

The pavilion master couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said: "Just how many of you?"

"Yes, it's up to us!" Xu Beijun sneered again and again.

The aura on them suddenly exploded.

The powerful aura immediately caused bursts of hurricanes!

This is the second time that Shengru Sect has come to crusade against the God of Medicine Pavilion!Compared to last time, they were obviously a little more confident.

"My lord!"

The First Elder and Second Elder also hurried over.

The Second Elder glared at the group of people, and scolded: "You are really wicked, do you really think that our Medicine God Pavilion is easy to bully!"

"Hahahaha!" Xu Beijun burst out laughing.

"You Yaoshen Pavilion think highly of themselves, thinking that you are aloof from the world, regardless of superiority or inferiority. I have long since disliked you!" Xu Beijun yelled!

On his fists, rays of light began to linger!

Not a moment later, two dragon heads covered his fist!

This technique is exactly Xu Beijun's famous skill, Cang Yan Long Fist!

Back then, Xu Beijun also relied on this technique to forcibly fight his way out and become a senior member of the Shengru sect!

"Master of the Medicine God Pavilion, I will give you one last chance to surrender, or not to surrender!" Xu Beijun sternly shouted.

The pavilion master said indifferently: "How can there be so much nonsense."

"it is good!"

Xu Beijun let out a violent roar, and the energy in his body suddenly exploded!

Afterwards, Xu Beijun took the lead and approached the pavilion master!

With bursts of dragon chants, the huge fist shadow smashed fiercely at the pavilion master from several meters away!

The terrifying strength of the punch even caused gusts of wind!

The pavilion master's long hair was blown by the fist wind, but there was no trace of sadness or joy on her face.

"Go to hell!"

Xu Beijun roared again and again, and slammed his fist hard at the pavilion master!

The pavilion master was not in a hurry, his palm was surrounded by light, and he greeted him head-on!

"boom!"

At the moment of the collision, a wave of breath, centered on the two of them, spread towards the surroundings!

In an instant, the Yaoshen Pavilion buzzed continuously, and the house collapsed even more, like a disaster scene!

Palm to fist, deadlocked.

"kindness?"

The pavilion master frowned slightly.

She clearly felt that the inner strength in her body seemed to be lacking a lot.

Otherwise, this palm would be enough to send Xu Beijun flying!

"You're not abolished?" Seeing this, Xu Beijun's face also changed drastically, and he subconsciously looked at the elder!

For a while, the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Xu Beijun hurriedly took two steps back, and looked at the elder coldly.

"As expected of the number one pharmacist in the world, he can still display such strength after being hit by the magic pill."

At this moment, a voice came from the dark.

Turning around to look, I saw He Teng walking over slowly.

"Breaking Spirit Pill?" The pavilion master frowned slightly.

He Teng sneered and said, "That's right! This Spirit Breaking Pill is a prescription hundreds of years ago! As long as you swallow the Spirit Breaking Pill, you will become a useless person!"

Speaking of this, Hoteng paused for a moment, and then sighed: "You are the first person who has not been abolished so far, but...it is impossible not to be affected!"

"If I'm not wrong, your current strength is less than [-]% of your peak!" He Teng changed the subject and sneered.

The pavilion master did not speak.

As He Teng said, after swallowing the Duanling Pill, the strength of the pavilion master was indeed affected, only [-]% of the peak period!

Otherwise, these few people will never be the opponent of the pavilion master!

"Lord Pavilion Master!" The Second Elder hurried forward, with a flustered look on his face.

"Are you okay?" The second elder asked eagerly.

The pavilion master didn't speak, and her already glamorous face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost at this moment.

"My lord, if you are willing to hand over Qin Yu, I might consider handing over the antidote." At this moment, He Teng said suddenly.

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