The black shadow was so angry that he vomited blood.
After all, what Samuel said was really infuriating.
Especially for the proud black shadow.
He had been stepping on Samuel and playing casually before, but now everything had changed.
Samuel stood at the highest point, and he became the candidate to trample on at will by Samuel.
If there was even the slightest bit of resistance, he would feel endless malice.
"Samuel!" He roared angrily.
But it was obvious that this kind of roar was useless except for venting his emotions.
"Oh, it's really you." Samuel still looked like he would not give up until he killed someone. "I can recognize this voice. However, tsk tsk, you're already so old. It's not good for you to be so angry. It hurts your liver."
"I hurt your fucking mother. Samuel, don't go too far."
"Alright, alright, alright. I have indeed gone overboard. I nearly forgot where your liver came from. It is indeed nothing to be hurt about." Samuel laughed.
"You..." The fellow was furious.
"Why? Are you still not convinced of your defeat?" Samuel withdrew his smile and spoke coldly with disdain.
"Samuel, you are f*cking insidious. Your victory is unfair. You are just using the great formation of the Castle of Heaven Devils to help you recover. Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to defeat us?"
Samuel was speechless. "F*ck, what do you mean? You can do it, but I can’t?"
This guy's logic was as f*cking logical as a god's.
He had set up a bunch of men in black to strengthen the Dragon Vein, but in the end, Samuel had to ask the great formation for help. How could Samuel be so shameless in his mouth?
"You!!!" The black silhouette was enraged. He was unwilling to accept this. He was truly unwilling to accept this.
It took him a lot of effort and resources to find such a good place.
But today, it was completely destroyed.
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