The golden flower and silver leaf sword in Dai Qisi's hand trembled repeatedly, and finally resisted the attack of the sword energy.

She had never seen such a strange sword energy. It was almost condensed into a physical existence. Perhaps it was more appropriate to call it a Qi sword. Even if this Qi sword hit the sword, it would not be at all inferior. There was even a slight scratch on the sword on one side of the Golden Flower and Silver Leaf Sword.

The scratches are very shallow, but they also show a significant fact-the other party's internal strength cultivation is stronger than hers.

The third-level innate attacks are all superimposed by internal force, so the attack power is very large. However, if the attack power is further improved, you must have enough internal force to ensure it. Judging from Long Tian’s Qi sword, his internal strength cultivation is already the top level in the world.

Dai Qisi hasn't experienced such a battle for a long time. As a grandmother of Golden Flower, she either takes a ruthless move or makes a few moves in a hurry, and then quietly disappears in front of others. Everything that happened when she was the Purple-shirted Dragon King was gradually peeled off from her body by time, leaving only the face that was not controlled by time.

However, Dai Qisi was very dissatisfied with her internal strength. She was not as good as a young man who was less than a year old, which was a bit embarrassing. The endless sword moves of the other party made Dai Qisi unable to deal with them. Whether it was the Longcheng sword technique, the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, or even some moves derived from the two-character sword energy formation, they were all from Long Tian's Haixi.

When attacking, because of the smooth thinking, Dai Qisi was able to recall some of the past feelings, incorporate those things into her sword skills, and sprinkle them all towards Long Tian. But once she was in a defensive posture, Dai Qisi felt that it was becoming increasingly difficult for her opponent's sword skills, and even her mind gradually became a mud.

"When...swish!"

The Qi Sword was hit hard on the body of the Golden Flower and Silver Leaf Sword, causing the sword to sweep for half a week, and finally slid from Dai Qisi's hand to the ground. The Qi Sword's sword was not diminished and rushed straight to Dai Qisi's face.

"Mother!" "Daiqisi!"

At this time, Xiao Zhao and Kutou Duo Fan Yao, who had been watching from the side, screamed together, thinking that Dai Qisi was going to be injured by Long Tian's hands. But no one could have thought that just as soon as he was about to touch Dai Qisi, the Qi sword collapsed like a soft snowflake suddenly shone directly from the sunlight.

"The Lord of Long Manor is indeed a good method!"

Such praise naturally would not come from Dai Qisi, who lowered her head and was sad. Kutou Fan Yao slapped Long Tian's shoulder and praised him repeatedly.

As long as your martial arts cultivation reaches a certain level, you can see how terrible it is to Long Tian disintegrate his sword energy in the last moment.

"Daiqisi, you're not wronged to lose. You know, although I have a high level of cultivation and are almost the same in the world, I have been practicing under the guidance of Lord Long. How do you feel? But you still have to take Xiao Zhao away?"

Fan Yaoyu was still angry, and his words were still full of thorns, which made Dai Qisi feel uncomfortable in his ears.

"Xiao Zhao is my daughter. What can I do if I want to take her away?"

Dai Qisi raised her head, still looking unwilling to admit defeat in her eyes. Fan Yao snorted lightly, as if she wanted to spit all the things she hadn't said in more than 20 years.

Seeing this, Long Tian waved his hands repeatedly and immediately regarded himself as a prop that separates Daiqisi and Fan Yao's gaze conflict: "Dragon King, Fan Youzeng, is it just a battle. Can it really determine Xiao Zhao's whereabouts? But... Dragon King, don't you feel strange? You are her biological mother, I am just a passerby who has known each other for less than a few months, but why did Xiao Zhao not make the point of who to follow, and just want to stop our fight?"

"What do you mean?"

Dai Qisi frowned and looked at Xiao Zhao with doubts. Xiao Zhao shrunk his body under such a look.

"It's very simple..." Long Tian smiled at Xiao Zhao and asked, "Xiao Zhao, your mother and I want to take you away, I don't know who you are going to follow?"

Hearing such a question, Dai Qisi's eyebrows frowned closer, and her divine eyes looked at Xiao Zhao without blinking.

Xiao Zhao hesitated for a long time, but never looked up, just said softly: "I...I don't know."

Long Tian looked at Xiao Zhao's pitiful appearance and decided not to take care of Dai Qisi's face and said bluntly: "Dragon King, have you seen it too? Xiao Zhao is the same as you and me. From my perspective, when a mother can be compared with an outsider, this mother will no longer be qualified... Dragon King, maybe you are famous in the world, both good and evil identities. But in the term mother, you obviously did not do well enough. Or, it was very bad!"

Dai Qisi did not care about Long Tian's words, but instead walked towards Xiao Zhao two steps, hugged her in her arms, and said extremely gentlely: "Xiao Zhao, maybe my mother has ignored too much of your feelings before, but you are always my daughter. Come with me, don't be disturbed by these people's thoughts."

Xiao Zhao did not answer, but just glanced at Long Tian. After seeing his calm look, he seemed to be inspired by something and shook his little head.

She did not explicitly refuse, but Xiao Zhao, who always agrees with other people's opinions, was no different from the most intense rejection.

Dai Qisi took a deep breath and recalled when Xiao Zhao was young. When she thought about it carefully, she did neglect her care for Xiao Zhao because of Han Qianye's death. When Xiao Zhao was a little older, she had already been sent to the top of Guangming by her at the age of a teenager.

It was like... my father sent himself as a saint back to the Central Plains. Are he happy? Are he happy? The answers didn't seem to be perfect.

If it weren't for the purpose of her father, she might have already married Fan Yao under the words of Master Yang and Mrs. Yang, and was happy and fulfilled by the blessings of the brothers - now it is useless to say these things.

Did you use your daughter's life as your tool like a father?

No wonder Xiao Zhao is unwilling to go with him, no wonder a casual outsider is no worse than him in Xiao Zhao's heart. Such a feeling really makes people feel disgusted and disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.
Chapter completed!