"Long Wudi, have you gotten your identity wrong?"

Although the tears at the corners of Daiqisi's eyes were not dry, a momentum had already risen with a sneer. As the saint of the Persian Ming Cult, the Dharma King of the Middle Earth Ming Cult, and the Golden Flower Grandma who is terrified in the world, Daiqisi is not a kind man and a believer. If someone thinks that she is beautiful and thinks that a person has a kind heart, I'm afraid he will die many times.

Dai Qisi sneered, let go of Xiao Zhao's hand, pointed around, and said, "You are the owner of Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang, but not the owner of Lingshe Island! On my Lingshe Island, every grass, every tree, every flower and every insect is mine, let alone my biological daughter! I saw that you had a good relationship with Xiao Zhao before, so I gave you some thin face. But now it seems that you, Long Shaoxia, you, you, are a little ignorant of advance or retreat?!"

Long Tian saw Dai Qisi like this, and he also sneered at the same time: "Long is in good terms with the Ming Cult and has received help from Fan Youzeng everywhere, so he respects you and calls you the Dragon King, but don't think I will be afraid of you. My surname is Long, and you call him Long, but I don't know who is true and who is fake. Xiao Zhao is young, so you throw her into the top of Guangming and risk your life to make these broken things for you. I'm afraid that after you take her away, you will use it to do dangerous things. You are not precious, I am still precious to her!"

When he was talking about the broken thing, he threw the sheepskin in his hand directly to Dai Qisi, without any intention of nostalgia - of course he would not be nostalgic. The shift of this universe in the hands of the players is completely useless!

What kind of person is Daiqisi? After being provoked by Long Tian, ​​she said "Okay" three times, shook the dark crutch used to pretend to be Grandma Jinhua in her hand, and immediately turned it into a sword carved with golden flowers and silver leaves everywhere.

Dai Qisi walked forward with a sword and stood in front of Long Tian: "", In order to find Xiao Zhao, I went to Guangmingding to investigate, and went to Jiangnan and Mobei several times. When I came to you, it seemed like my mother's incompetence. If you don't teach you a lesson, you still don't know what kind of etiquette is! Let me see what kind of person is who saved those wastes in the big sects!"

"Hey, Long had this idea!"

Long Tian smiled and spread his palms open, and a few strands of sword energy had also taken shape.

"Mother, Young Master Long, you..." Xiao Zhao was anxious when he saw this scene, and hurriedly ran a few steps, blocking the two of them. Since she came to the island, she was full of fear and worry. Seeing her mother's surprise and fear came, she had no intention of paying attention to anything else. Until now, she has not figured out the matter between her mother and Kutoutuo, let alone the inexplicable hostility between Long Tian and Dai Qisi.

But she also had some senses, knowing that Long Tian was like this, but it was purely for her. For this reason, she looked at Long Tian with her big watery eyes and begged: "Young Master Long, can you not fight with my mother? I, I don't want to see any of you injured... Mother and Young Master Long..."

Long Tian shook his head gently and whispered in her ear: "Xiao Zhao, don't be anxious, this is your method of Mr. Long. You should go aside and watch carefully. Don't worry, neither your mother nor you will be hurt, believe me."

Long Tian's tone has always made Xiao Zhao hesitate. After looking back at Dai Qisi's cold and beautiful face, she had to nod, pursed her lips tightly, and walked to the side.

"The name of the Purple-Shirt Dragon King was resounding throughout the world twenty-five years ago. At that time, the Ming Cult can be called "the world's best". Even Wudang and Shaolin did not dare to cause disputes easily. Now I don't know how much of your kung fu has been retained in the other life of more than 20 years?"

Long Tian stood in front of Dai Qisi and talked, but just a few words made Dai Qisi's expression slightly change.

As we all know, martial arts is not only about internal strength and body, but also about spirit. A person's best condition should be to control his power with his spirit and his body with his power. Only when the three are stimulated by each other can they be considered the most perfect.

For example, the former hero, Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, is indeed a rare martial art in the world, but without his strong mind and fire, how can this palm technique reach the highest level? A person with a cringe personality will not have anyone to enter the world with the world's best masturbation palm technique. Martial arts require not only internal strength and strong body.

This kind of spiritual power is actually the different power of each person.

Dai Qisi stood at the top of the martial arts world back then, and she was naturally invincible in her martial arts. But since she became Grandma Jinhua, she had almost forgotten what she really was after hiding in a film every day. In addition to the few martial arts that Grandma Jinhua had mastered, the unique skills of the Purple-Shirt Dragon King back then had been uninvoluntarily forgotten by her, and she had no longer had the power at the time.

".々At a young age, I understand a lot." Dai Qisi looked at Xiao Zhao deeply, engraved the worry in her eyes about Long Tian in her heart, and her tone became gloomy again, just like when she was a grandmother Jinhua: "But I'm too smart, be careful that God is jealous and died prematurely. Although my martial arts are unfamiliar, it's enough to deal with you!"

When Dai Qisi spitted the last word out of her mouth, she waved the golden flower and silver leaf sword in her hand, and her internal force was stacked back and forth on the tip of the sword, attacking Long Tian.

Dai Qisi's sword technique seemed to be continuous rain, one after another, one move after another, and there was no stop at all. The various carvings on the Jinhua Silver Leaf Sword also fell into the air when she swung the sword. Dai Qisi used its internal strength and threw it out, attacking the key points in all parts of Long Tian's body.

But even though Dai Qisi's attack was extremely sharp, Long Tian still avoided it one by one with the help of Ling Bo Weibu. In his heart, Long Tian believed that the sword technique used by Dai Qisi was extremely clever. Unfortunately, her Shen Yun was not in line with the sword technique that drowned out by this generation of Tianxingyu. Although the moves were consistent, the lack of Shen Yun allowed Long Tian to deal with it leisurely, rather than force all his potential.

Finally, Dai Qisi's sword move repeated over and over again. Long Tian smiled at his lips, opened his palm, and with the internal force chain, a sharp sword of Qi slowly emerged from his palm.

"The Dragon King's sword technique is indeed extraordinary, but I'm tired of it. Now, please take a look at the sword technique of Dragon King!"

As soon as Long Tianhua fell, the Qi sword formed by superimposed internal force flew out "swish". It was like someone was using this. Yu Daiqisi danced repeatedly and collided with the golden flower and silver leaf sword several times.

And during these several impacts, Dai Qisi was even more shocked...
Chapter completed!