Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Sure enough, it is very important to study the number of sacred ways. Even if Xia Pan is not the opponent to be seen, as long as she knows the number of martial arts, it will be much easier if it is just defensive.

"Dangdang Dangdang-"

The folding fan and the long sword kept colliding in the air, and every time they collided, Luo Ding did not consciously frown.

As time passed by, she could feel the sweat on the forehead of Xia’s forehead, biting her teeth, and accepting the violent attack once and for all.

Fang should look at the initial color has not been moved, the more the back, the more reddish complexion. The original indifferent eyes are full of killing.

He had long felt that Xia Pan deliberately used this method to deliberately delay the time and let the two sides reach a draw.

But since they have already stood on the stage, his fan must see the blood, and he must also win.

"Uh-huh--" I saw the next second, and I should watch the snoring and use all my strength to beat the blood-stained fan in my hand.

Luo saw the dust and exclaimed: "Be careful -"

Although I don't know what to say, but this moment she feels that she should look at a little girl too much.

After all, she has always been more tolerant of good girls.

Moreover, whether this party should be seen as a victory or a draw does not affect his entry into the next round.

There is no need to fight so hard, I want to beat Xia Pan.

Even if he plays this move, it is very likely that he will have the life of Xia Pan.

As long as it does not threaten her life, she will never speak at this moment, because she knows that this kind of thing is quiet and fair.

Luo's dust shouted Xia Pan's moment, and her afterglow looked at her direction.

She knows what she meant by letting her give up, but she just didn't want to give up!

Between the electric and the flint, she raised her long sword in her hand and blocked the move that should be seen.

"Hey--" The next second, Xia Pan only felt a sweet mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

But she was only kneeling on one knee and did not fall.

"I don't want to measure it -" Fang should look at her with a scornful look. When she was about to give her a final blow, the incense in the incense burner burned out.

"Compared to the time -" the moment the water is stopped, in fact, the party should be able to take back the move.

But he did not want to take back, but instead used 12 cents of Xianli to attack in the direction of Xia Pan.

Xia Pan has already relaxed his vigilance in the moment he heard the time of the contest.

I never thought that the party should see her and give her a final blow. Just when she reacted, the blood ink fan had already reached her eyes.

"Ah--" everyone exclaimed.

At this moment, a shield with a powerful power appeared in front of Xia Pan.

The original arrogance of the blood ink fan suddenly disappeared.

I only heard the sound of ‘铛铛’ and fell to the ground.

"The powerful force of Xianli just now..." Luo whispered to himself while landing his eyes on the high seat of the Gods seat.

It can make the artifacts have no desire to fight in an instant, so that a powerful fairy power can only be owned by God.

Some people are protecting Xia Pan, and it is probably a high-powered person who protects Xia Pan.

The water stopped tightly and frowned: "It is already over, why bother to do it again."

Fang should read the words, slightly sideways, no words.

He was really on the head, but he did not expect that the little girl in front of him would be so desperate to enter Sanqingshan.