Fang Aotian was truly enraged to the extreme.
In his heart, Cheng Yuyao was an unblemished Goddess, not to be defiled; even he, a Martial Artist skilled in Open Force, only dared to look at her from a distance, not daring to approach closely. She is the pure and flawless Goddess, the Saintess!!
But now, Qin Heng, that waste, that beast, had actually placed his hand on the fragrant shoulder of this Goddess, the Saintess!
Sinful and utterly evil! Sinful and utterly evil indeed!!
Fang Aotian threw his punch with all his strength, aiming directly at Qin Heng's arm that was on Cheng Yuyao's fragrant shoulder. He roared through gritted teeth, "Break!! This arm of yours that has defiled Yuyao! I'll rip it off!!"
