485 Another Half-step Martial Marquis!

There was a trace of blood on the Pavilion Master's fair face.

However, she had no intention of retreating. Her narrow eyes were still filled with disdain.

"We can't go on like this," He Teng said coldly.

The three-day battle had already exhausted them.

If this continued, it was hard to say who would win and who would lose.

"Let's retreat for now," Elder Qu said with some pain.

The injuries on his body were too severe. He had been sent flying by the Pavilion Master many times and half of his body had almost collapsed.

The others looked at each other and seemed to agree with this suggestion.

"The Pavilion Master of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion indeed lives up to her reputation," Xu Beizhong said coldly.

"But the Saint Confucian Sect's desire to crusade can't be shaken. No matter how strong you are, we will definitely bring you back!"