Chapter Ninety-Eight

"This person is not Tan An!" Su Ziji remained silent and tentatively: "You are actually here, could it be that you did the ghost just now?"

"Yes, it's me. Tan An walked slowly, stopped four or five meters away from Su Ziji, looked at it, and looked up and down.

"I was ordered to kill you, and I was a little skeptical of the truth, but now I believe what they say. ”

"This place is the head of a water temple, and here is the ancestral shrine, whoever enters and disrespects, will suffer from it, and if you stay for a long time and are disrespectful, you have violated the law. ”

"Although the legal ban has long been relaxed and weak, it is not something that ordinary people can resist, which is also the reason why the Water Temple has been cold for hundreds of years and can still be feared. ”

"Your position as a mere talent, you can't resist it, only the dragon son, the dragon grandson, and the Tianhuang nobles can resist it, and you can kill the spirit envoy. ”

These words sounded like a compliment, but with Tan An's expression, it was more like condescending contempt, as if Su Ziji had already caught the prey, and at this time he was just commenting that the prey was smarter than he expected.

Such a gesture made Su Ziji disliked.

And the word dragon son and dragon grandson, Su Ziji is not the first time to hear it, the last time Zeng Jing broke into the bookstore, he pointed at Ye Weihan and said that it was the dragon son and dragon grandson, and then killed Ye Weihan, and tried to kill Ye Buregret, if it wasn't for Su Ziji seizing the opportunity to kill back, there would be no now.

At that time, Su Ziji didn't have the opportunity to learn the secret from Zeng Jing's mouth, but now he wanted to get some clues from the person in front of him, and tried to ask: "Do you think I am the son of the dragon and the grandson of the dragon?"

Tan An smiled coldly: "Don't think about finding out the news from me, I don't care if you know it or not, this is an ancestral shrine, self-contained, even if you are a dragon son and a dragon grandson, you have never been sealed, and you are also suppressed - go to be a ghost who died unjustly!"

As he spoke, he refused to say a word more, bent his hands, put on his iron claws, as fast as a raccoon cat, and scratched down towards Su Ziji.

This attack method is indeed not like a human being, but more like an animal becoming a sperm.

Su Ziji flashed, his mind lit up, and he felt the disobedience: "With the help of Tan An's body, it also asked Ding Ruili to lead me over, not because of caution, but because of insufficient strength!"

"If you are really powerful, you will definitely not act like this, even if it is Shen Cheng, who has a sharp weapon in his heart and kills himself, let alone a monster?"

"Caution is nothing more than a lack of strength. ”

But knowing this, Su Ziji did not relax his vigilance, it is also appropriate to use this word on himself, and he is not strong at this time.

"This demon cat and mouse posture, I'm afraid I don't know that I have cultivated the secret method of the dragon?" Su Ziji sneered, now that the temptation is almost over, it is to solve it.

"It's next to Fucheng here, I don't want to keep you much, who made you a dragon son and a dragon grandson, and ate your flesh and blood, I can not only take revenge, but also cultivate and grow, this is your life, no one can complain." ”

"Die......" Tan An said before he spoke, Su Ziji's face suddenly changed, although it was only a short blade in his hand, but there was a faint thunder, and before Tan An could react, the knife flashed, and it was dizzyingly fast.

"Ah......" Tan An's brain didn't have time to react, but the giant claw was the same as a conditioned reflex, one claw went up, only to hear the sound of "Zheng", in an instant, a strange force penetrated through the claw, Tan An's body shook and took a step back.

"Impossible!" Tan An's face was distorted, but Su Ziji's boxing skills were originally battlefield killing skills, and the emphasis was on being as fast as thunder, not giving the enemy a chance to breathe at all.

Just listening to the "Zheng Zheng Zheng" combo, Tan An's giant claws blocked again and again, and the sparks splashed, and when it came to the seventh knife, he finally couldn't stand it, and the block revealed a flaw.

"No!"

With a "poof", the short blade penetrated in, pierced from Tan An's left chest and heart, stirred it fiercely, and pulled it out again, and saw Tan An's chest and mouth at the same time, spurting out a large mouthful of blood at the same time, and rolled out a few steps before stopping.

“...... Can... Damn!"

Tan An was immortal for a while, and his face was hideous: "Impossible, you are the dragon son and grandson of Da Zheng, and you actually learned the method of killing soldiers?"

But in the blink of an eye, he realized: "...... Was he chased and killed by the King of Qi and the King of Shu, so he taught you the method of killing soldiers?"

Su Ziji glanced at Tan An deeply, saw the blood stained black, and suddenly realized: "The real Tan An, I'm afraid he died early." ”

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he drank: "King Qi and King Shu, which prince are you acting on?"

This was originally a temptation, Tan An showed a strange and incomprehensible smile: "It's the King of Qi, the prince is halfway, the King of Shu is supported by the Daomen, and the King of Qi is supported by our demon clans......"

Just after saying this, I saw Su Ziji take two steps closer, and listened attentively, and suddenly, with a "boom", half of his skull exploded, and then a black shadow appeared in the sky.

"Fixed!" The black shadow was separated from the body, and it instantly condensed, and there was a fatal scar on the fierce and hideous face, with the eyes of the beast, and rushed over, shouting loudly, correspondingly, the mist condensed again, just like a net, binding Su Ziji.

"Die!" The mouth is really the same as the legend, it is a bloody mouth, sharp fangs, and bites straight down at Su Ziji's head.

"Poof" Su Ziji's originally listening expression disappeared, as if he had been prepared, and with a flash of the knife, it had pierced into the chest that was close at hand.

"Impossible, shemales and demons are mutually restrictive, how can you break free from the forbidden laws of the ancestral shrine?" With a howl, the monster showed an expression of disbelief.

It didn't seem to have expected that Su Ziji would be able to get rid of the spell and still be able to hurt it!

Feeling the rapidly fading vitality, the monster was furious, and directly raised his head and shouted, and with the explosion of a force, Su Ziji was directly shocked out.

"You despicable human being, you dare to hurt me!" glanced down at his chest, only to see that the wound was gradually healing, and sneered: "Do you think that you can hurt me by relying on mortal means?"

But at this moment, something strange came from the body, making it stop again.

"No!

It turned out that as it spoke, there was a burning sensation from the wound that had been healed, which made its soul tremble.

It tried to repair it with demonic power, but to no avail!

"Sure enough, it's dragon qi, sure enough, you are Da Zheng's dragon son and dragon grandson!" Even now, it can't see that Su Ziji has any monk's breath on his body, and with the flames on the wound on his chest, the monster has to realize that it has been planted today!

When it looked at Su Ziji again, it hated him very much, but as soon as the black shadow turned, it was about to escape.

"Damn, Cao Yiyan is really cunning, he can't hide a lot of things, let me take the lead!"

Even if he didn't kill Su Ziji, as long as it was confirmed that Su Ziji was indeed the blood of the prince, his original task had been completed.

"It's not good, it's going to escape!" Seeing the black shadow smiling at himself, he was about to flee away, Su Ziji only felt that his scalp was numb, this kind of virtual demon was the most unguardable, it was already hostile, and he had to kill it.

But even if it was rushed, it was too late, and in the dwarf forest that was originally shrouded in mist, he saw a black gas accompanied by a terrifying ghost crying wolf, and he was about to rush out.

"Hum" At this time, the fog suddenly turned, and only listening to the "crackling" friction, it turned into a net that hindered the black gas from escaping.