"Brother, although I'm not a good person, at least I'm not bad at heart. How can you say that?"

"Stop talking nonsense and look at the sword."

Commander Ming Jia held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, made a sword seal with his right hand, and controlled the big black sword above his head to strike Su Fan headlong.

"As expected of a sword player, you're too cheap!"

Looking at the big sword that was almost five meters long, Su Fan suddenly became interested.

"Is this the magic of the underworld? Just let me show you what it means to be 100% empty-handed!"

He laughed wildly, stretched out his hands, and tried to clamp the black sword directly.

But at this moment, two black lights suddenly flashed across the twelve great formations in the sky, hitting Su Fan.

Suddenly two mysterious inscriptions appeared on his arms.

For a moment, Su Fan only felt that his hands were as heavy as weight, and they hung down helplessly.

"snort!"

With his hands temporarily unable to be used, Su Fan gave up. Looking at the oncoming big sword, he suddenly dropped his shoulders, and then raised his head.

"Duang!"

The big black sword was directly pushed away by Su Fan's shoulder. At the same time, Commander Mingjia opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of black gas, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Don't people in the underworld vomit blood?"

Su Fan was a little curious.

"I didn't expect your strength to be so terrifying...ahem."

Commander Ming Jia forced himself to hold up his body and prevent himself from falling.

"Before that adult arrives, I will hold you back even if I risk my life."

Su Fan: "..."

"Brother, can you understand the situation? I don't want to be your enemy, I just want to enter the city."

Su Fan was about to cry.

"Stop talking nonsense, the twelve great formations of the Ming Dynasty are fully activated! Everyone, follow me and kill this devil with all your strength!"

Following the command from Commander Mingjia, all the Mingjia guards controlling the twelve formations of Mingjia felt as if they were on fire in an instant.

In an instant, ten more black lights came down from the formation above Su Fan, hitting Su Fan, and dense inscriptions immediately appeared on his body.

"Um?"

These inscriptions were so strange that Su Fan didn't recognize any of them, they were like ghostly symbols.

But at this moment, not only his arms, but also his entire body felt like he was carrying Mount Everest, with great pressure.

"Hmph! You can't move anymore. Watch me separate all your three souls and seven souls and distribute them to all levels of hell to wash away your sins!"

Looking at Su Fan who was motionless, Commander Mingjia laughed wildly.

Although he has been seriously injured, today, this devil must be taken down.

The big black sword reappeared, and this time, the target of the underworld commander was Su Fan's chest.

"Go to hell! Devil!"

The big sword was thrust towards Su Fan with strong magical power.

"……well."

A soft sigh suddenly came from Su Fan's mouth, causing Commander Mingjia to frown slightly.

"Who told you...I can't move?"

"What do you mean?"

Looking at Su Fan who raised his head slightly, an inexplicable fear surged into Commander Mingjia's heart.

"Haha, we'll find out soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Fan stamped his feet. Under the gaze of Commander Mingjia, he actually jumped up with the inscriptions all over his body.

Facing the big black sword that was as high as two stories high, Su Fan only took out one palm.

It was photographed on the side of the great sword.

In an instant, the big black sword exploded and turned into fragments all over the sky, then turned into dots of starlight and disappeared into the sky.

"Puff puff puff!"

The Mingjia guards who controlled the twelve Mingji formations let out a muffled groan at the same moment, spitting out black air, and fell to the ground in all directions.

The inscriptions on Su Fan's body were also dissipating rapidly, and after a while, they were gone.

There is no doubt that the twelve great formations of Ming Ke have been broken.

It was defeated by Su Fan in the most direct and pure way.

Looking down

On the ground, Commander Mingjia was speechless. Su Fan, who returned to the ground, sighed softly and said somewhat helplessly.

"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but I didn't expect that what I got in exchange was alienation. In this case..."

Su Fan felt helpless and spread his hands slightly.

"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm showing off my cards. I once carried a fairy city for thousands of miles when I was extremely angry. Why am I still afraid of your Twelve Formations?"

Commander Mingjia: "..."

Deputy Commander of Mingjia: "..."

Nether Armor Guards: "..."

Skeleton: "Really, this is true. I can testify that I was at the scene at the time."

Seeing that their boss was easily eliminated by Su Fan, the remaining Mingjia guards suddenly became panicked and chattered for a while, not knowing what to do.

"The Twelve Great Formations of the Ming Dynasty were actually broken? How is it possible?"

"Didn't the Immortal Emperor who claimed to be Immortal Emperor Hun Tian some time ago just subdued by the Twelve Great Formations of the Ming Dynasty and thrown into the eighteenth level of hell?"

"Yes, although the boss only has the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian, but under the suppression of the underworld and the blessing of the twelve underworld formations, even the Immortal Emperor has to obediently capture him. Is this person a monster?"

Just when the Mingjia guards were panicking, two figures suddenly stood not far from Su Fan.

The black hood and mask are the messengers of the underworld dressed like skeletons.

The two masks, one pure black and one pure white, fit perfectly without any holes, and their eyes, nose, and mouth were not exposed. They looked very strange.

Black-faced messenger: "Is this the quality of the underworld guards?"

The white-faced messenger: "I've never seen this kind of scene before. The cards are too small."

Although the Mingjia guards were ashamed and angry, they could not refute anything.

Black-faced Messenger: "Although it is not our duty to subdue evil spirits."

White-faced Messenger: "But those who challenge the majesty of the underworld."

The black-faced messenger and the white-faced messenger said in unison: "Unforgivable."

As soon as the words fell, the two envoys rushed towards Su Fan.

Apparently they wanted to join forces to subdue Su Fan.

"The messengers actually took action! Great!"

Commander Mingjia, who was half lying on the ground and was slightly lifted up by his subordinates, although his face was full of blackness, was full of relief.

On the other side, he looked at the two envoys, black and white, rushing towards him.

Su Fan frowned slightly, the immortal power on the other party was very strange.

In terms of the fluctuation of immortal power, it is only the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

But there is a vague feeling that the two complement each other.

The bodies of the two are also constantly changing, exchanging positions.

"You people in the underworld are really unreasonable."

Su Fan was not the kind of character who would be at the mercy of others. He fired his bow left and right and struck out with two simple straight punches.

"Eh!!?"

The expected feeling of blow did not come, Su Fan only felt that his hands were empty, and his whole body was carried forward by the force of the fist.

The two punches actually came up empty.

Su Fan's fist actually passed through the bodies of the two envoys and missed.

Black-faced messenger: "Even if you were a dragon in life, you still have to be coiled up in the underworld! Even if you were a tiger, you still have to lie down!"

White-faced messenger: "Go to hell!"
To be continued...