590 Not Even Giving Me One Chili Strip

After saying those words, the Nether King's facial expression did not change.

He believed that Bu Fang would definitely agree to his offer to make a move. The black flood dragon was very irritable, and at that moment, the figure filled with black scales swayed, stirring up a terrifying whirlwind. The terrifying energy dispersed, and this was enough to make one feel oppressed.

Many experts underneath the black flood dragon's sharp tail were torn apart, and bloody human parts scattered all about.

With such a terrifying scene unfolding, the Nether King believed that a youth like Bu Fang would be, at least, a little scared.

"One Chili Strip; you won't regret it!" The Nether King seriously said.

When Bu Fang heard that, he turned around and glanced at the Nether King with a strange expression on his face.

"Why would I need you to make a move?"