Shen Feng let out a low snort, and under the palm of his hand, flames spread out along the ground, and in an instant, all the ground in a radius of hundreds of feet was submerged, turning into a scorched earth.

The blazing temperature swept the heavens and the earth, and on the fourth day, Duan Chuan's eyes froze, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

"I wish to melt the heavenly hand, and the divine fire will burn the sky!"

Shen Feng's palm was raised, and the waves of fire below rushed upward, at first turning into a giant palm of flames, and then the palm of the flames scattered, turning into a huge pillar of fire and soaring straight into the sky.

"Whoa!"

The dragon, tiger and leopard only had the flames rushing to the sky in their eyes at this moment, and they could no longer look at anything else, and the brilliant flames rose hundreds of feet high, reaching high into the sky, and in an instant, they submerged all the encirclements that had been transformed by thousands of phantoms.

"Bang!"

Shen Feng held up the sky with one palm, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his eyes were indifferent.

"Whoosh!"

A figure burst out from the pillar of flames, and the sparks on his clothes were sparkling, extremely embarrassed, it was the fourth day of the broken river.

If he hadn't sensed that something was wrong, he would have rushed to the edge of the pillar of fire again with his strong internal strength to protect his body in an instant, and he would probably have been completely burned at this moment.

"Where did this guy get this kind of large-scale fire attack? Is he still a master of magic? Or is he a fire powerhouse? How is this possible?"

On the fourth day, the broken river retreated again and again in the sky, and the horror in his heart could not be stopped.

He suddenly realized that he was facing an out-and-out monster, and he couldn't use common sense to determine.

On the fourth day of the moment, his hair was charred and black, his clothes were mostly torn, and his left sleeve had been burned out, revealing his skinny left arm.

"A thousand phantoms, there is a little bit of a name, but unfortunately, it is vulnerable!"

Shen Feng rose into the air and shook his head lightly, his words with disdain.

"Fourth in the international strong list, it should be replaced today!"

Shen Feng held it lightly with one hand, and the waves of fire in the sky dissipated, condensing into a brilliant fireball, which slowly rose between his palms.

"One move, just one move to break a thousand phantoms?"

The three of them were frightened, they thought that Shen Feng was difficult to deal with, but in an instant, the thousand phantoms of the fourth day of the broken river were completely broken by the pillar of fire, and looking at his appearance, he was also slightly traumatized.

Leopard's beautiful eyes widened, and she suddenly felt that she seemed to be a superficial person, and just based on some previous judgments, she had made a wrong estimate of Shen Feng's combat power.

Stop the war with war, this is the undefeated Tianjiao Shen Cangxuan!

"What a strong force!"

The fourth day wind demon shook his head slightly, when Shen Feng fought with him just now, he didn't use such a violent martial art, otherwise he would probably have turned into a huge ball of fire by now, slowly evaporating.

On the fourth day, Duan Chuan's face was bruised, since he had achieved great sword skills, he had only been defeated in the hands of the "Dragon King" of Huaguo, and that defeat, he had never been so embarrassed as now.

But the one who beat him like this was a Chinese boy.

"Suffer death, old dog!"

Shen Feng didn't care about it, and instantly bullied him in front of the fourth day of Broken Chuan, and slammed out one punch after another.

On the fourth day, Broken Chuan's breath was disordered at the moment, and he could only helplessly cross the knife, and use the blade to resist the terrifying strength of Shen Feng's punch.

"Bell!"

Shen Feng threw the twenty-fourth punch, and the already broken white blade was finally overwhelmed, and it suddenly broke under the shocked expressions of everyone.

Shen Feng's fist also pierced through and hit the chest of the fourth day.

"Poof!"

On the fourth day, Broken River spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body exploded, and he stepped heavily on the Champs. On the fourth day, the wind demon wanted to step forward to help, but was thrown away by the fourth day.

"Shen Cangxuan, I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces!"

He held the broken white blade, and the anger in his heart could not be contained.

He looked up to the sky and roared, and suddenly shouted.

"Brother Moss, please help me kill this person!"

The sound of the words was all over the world, and the three dragons, tigers and leopards and the fourth day wind demon were all stunned.

On the fourth day, Broken River, is this asking for help?

Could it be that there are still masters of the Martial Saint level present?

Shen Feng's eyes raised slightly, looking at the sky in the distance.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap exploded, and a thick thunderbolt swept across the sky and rushed towards Shen Feng.

"Humph!"

Shen Feng flicked one hand, and his slightly flaming fist swung out, fighting the thick thunder.

"Kick!"

He took three steps back in the air, and there was a slight tingling sensation on his arm.

The thunderbolt was stopped by his punch, and it also stopped, revealing a western face in a python-patterned blue robe.

He has extremely high cheekbones, a pair of blue eyes with a blazing charm, his hands behind his back, and his tall figure is almost 1.9 meters, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

There was a slight smile on his face, he looked like a middle-aged gentleman, but Shen Feng could feel the power of the violent thunder contained in his body.

"Why is he here?"

The eyes of the dragon, tiger and leopard were fixed on this person, and they suddenly remembered a peerless powerhouse in the Middle East.

With the means of controlling the thunder with one hand, he has crushed countless Middle Eastern warlords to the point of not being able to raise their heads, and is respected by him, and it is rumored that he once sank a huge freighter with a thunderbolt, and his strength is comparable to that of heaven and earth.

This person's name is Moss, he is of pure Western blood, because he can control the power of thunder, he is called "the god of light and fire" by countless people, and he is on the international power list, but he is the third super strong player.

"Undefeated Tianjiao Shen Cangxuan, not bad!"

Moss nodded lightly, looking at Shen Feng with a smile still on, he didn't know that he thought he was facing an elegant gentleman, but the blow that he turned into thunder just now was merciless.

If it weren't for Shen Feng's superb, if he was an ordinary martial saint master, he would be wiped out under that blow.

"Another one to die?"

The tingling sensation on Shen Feng's arm had long since disappeared, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his words were unceremonious.

"Shen Cangxuan, you are too popular, and you are too arrogant!"

Moss shook his head slightly.

"In just half a year, you have climbed to the fifth place in the international list, and you do have quite a skill!"

"Even my old friend Broken Chuan is not your opponent, I have to say admiration!"

"But Broken Chuan is my friend, and your talent is too strong, if you let it grow again, where will we be on the strong list when the time comes?"

Moss smiled weirdly, and the thunder arc on his fingers jumped.

"Today, I will take this opportunity to let you Huaguo have one less superbent master!"

His voice fell, and on the fourth day, when his breath had returned to stability, Broken River also flew up and stood beside Moss.

"Shen Cangxuan, I said it, I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces today!"

He looked down and beckoned to the Fourth Sky Wind Demon.

"Come on, we're going to cut this kid down on the spot today!"

On the fourth day, the wind demon was stunned, and then there was infinite ecstasy.

This was the first time on the fourth day that Broken Chuan took the initiative to let him join the battle, and a heroic aura surged all over his body, and he felt that the injuries he had suffered before were just waiting for the obvious.

Holding the Chiyou Sword, the Fourth Heaven Wind Demon stood in a row with the two of them, the three great martial saints, ranked in the void, exuding a powerful and unrivaled momentum, but in front of them, there was only Shen Feng alone.

The three of them had an unbelievable look in their eyes.

Any martial saint is the strongest person in heaven and earth, and he has the dignity of martial arts, but now the three of them are actually joining forces to deal with Shen Cangxuan together?

"Third, fourth, and ninth in the international list!"

The dragon's lips trembled slightly, with such a lineup, I'm afraid that only the supreme "Dragon King" in Huaguo can be sure to deal with it, right?

Shen Feng's gaze swept over the three of them, and there was not the slightest timidity on his handsome and peerless face.

His face was grim, and the battle intent in his eyes was even stronger than before.

"Whoa!"

I saw him take a step forward, surrounded by flames, burning all the scattered earth and stones into nothingness.

"Good time!"

"I, Shen Cangxuan, have never fought such a hearty battle since my debut, very good!"

His eyes were like stars, and his finger was pointing at the three of them.

"You three, let's go up together!"

"Even if the whole world is the enemy, what am I afraid of Shen Cangxuan?"

(End of chapter)