Looking at Drus, whose two arms had inexplicably fallen off.
Dilio and the others were instantly stunned. They had previously speculated Shen Feng's cultivation level, yet Drus was a ninth-level Ultra-capable with strength-type powers!
Shen Feng merely shrugged his shoulders slightly. Drus's arms had fallen off just after grabbing his shoulders? Could it be any more exaggerated?
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Behind him, Drus's throat kept emitting painful screams.
Shen Feng frowned and walked back into the hall, muttering faintly, "Noisy tongue!"
The moment the sound of the word "tongue" faded away.
"Bang!"
There were no more screams from Drus in the hall, only because a blood hole the size of a Yuan coin had appeared on his forehead, going straight through to the back of his head.
Blood and brain matter continuously flowed out from both the front and back holes, his facial expression completely stiffened, and he lay motionless on the ground, obviously devoid of any life.
