บท 2497: Thousand Feet Divine God

"Did you say 'kill my disciple'?" Strange Old Feng smiled menacingly.

"Master, don't worry about me, you..." Strange Old Feng's disciple had just spoken, but his eyes popped out in surprise before he had finished speaking.

A dry old palm had penetrated his body with a terrifying force and completely crushed his internal organs.

The disciple's expression was one of disbelief as he fell to the ground.

"You actually killed your own disciple?" Jian Wushuang's face showed consternation.

"Strange Old Feng is cruel and vicious. He has been alone. How could he possibly want a disciple for real? He probably treats his disciple like a toy collected at will," said Yun Zhen.

Strange Old Feng waved his palm and said with a wicked laugh. "Hehe, Yun Zhen sure knows me best. Now that no one's in the way, let me see how powerful the most heaven-defying Divine Demon in the history of Wusha Wilderness."