1298 None of You Can Fight

A fist hit the Fire Demon in the face.

The Fire Demon couldn't understand why Bu Fang didn't dodge but punched him in the face. The flame inside him was very powerful. Although it was not as strong as an immortal flame or Nether flame, its temperature was extremely hot. No average person could withstand it, so his opponents would usually avoid him when he was shrouded in flames.

But Bu Fang…

RUMBLE!!!

The Fire Demon was knocked off his feet by the punch and landed hard on the ground, rolling. The flames on him seemed to have faded a lot.

Bu Fang's white hair was fluttering, glowing with a proud sheen. With his cold and arrogant eyes, he swept his gaze around, stupefying the Nether Prison audience and causing the cheering to come to an abrupt end.

Domineering, arrogant.

These two words came to the audience with a shudder when they saw the pair of eyes on the huge light screen in midair.