Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 3867

The death of a person was like the extinguished of a lamp.

This sentence was not false at all. At this time, when Samuel failed to break out of the encirclement, his defense was completely destroyed by the black wind, and his attack was completely stopped because of the obstruction.

There were internal and external problems.

Under such a double major blow, the tenacious will of Samuel was obviously just a dream. The wind in the black pillar was far stronger than what Samuel thought, and even thousands of times stronger.

With his personal ability, at least for the time being, he really couldn't completely strengthen his attack and defense. Naturally, he didn't have the ability to challenge this incomparably strong black pillar.

He struggled to shrink his body, and the Golden Black Qi on his body was struggling for the last time. The Five-elemental Divine Stone was also trying its best to repair his body. Although his recovery was only a drop in the bucket compared with the scars he had suffered.

"Am I going to die?"

Samuel's consciousness began to fade away, and his energy was shrinking. Even his pupils began to dissipate.

Everything seemed to be settled.

The wind seemed to be getting smaller.

Perhaps it felt that the attacker had begun to walk toward death, so it no longer became so arrogant and bloodthirsty. It was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, just like the Death God gently sang the Death Song after waving the scythe.

"Hmph."

Seeing that the black pillar was beginning to weaken, confidence and indescribable excitement could be seen in Ye Shijun’s eyes.

New and old grudges, body and father grudges, as well as all kinds of envy and jealousy, gathered together at this moment, and then dissipated with the imminent death of Samuel.

He finally got his revenge. He could finally step on Samuel's body and declare to the world that the old king was dead and the new king should be established.

"Samuel, I want you to remember that I, I'm called Ye Shijun!"

As he roared, almost all his emotions were integrated into this violent roar.

He was venting his anger, and he was also telling the world that he, Ye Yijun, was the true supreme king.

"Childe... Childe Ye won!"

But it was the first time that she had fallen in love with such a powerful man. Now he died in front of her. How could people not be shocked and regretful?

But this emotion only lasted for a moment.

Turning around, Zhu Yan'er looked up Ye Shijun at the sky, full of love and expectation.

Yes, it was hard to accept the defeat of Samuel, but on the contrary, it was because it was hard to accept, which could show how capable Ye Shijun was.

He could do something that no one else could do and defeat the god who had descended from the sky and defeated Devil Cloud Ghost City. Didn't this mean that Ye Shijun's abilities were even more powerful than Samuel?

But such a man liked her. Wasn't it worth being happy about?

Thinking of this, Zhu Yan'er looked at Ye Shijun with more love in her eyes.

However, was Samuel really dead? Or was he completely defeated?

In the black wind, Samuel's fingers suddenly moved...