Falling back into the air, Zhong Lishuang stared with wide eyes as she watched the foreign race suddenly appear and rush towards her husband who knocked her away.
Zhong Lishuang's eyes were fixed on the daggers shining with cold light in the hands of those aliens who suddenly appeared.
Above the sharp blade, it was extremely cold.
Many memories came to Zhong Lishuang's mind. That was the first time she met Zhong Yangming.
The other party was just a weak scholar, looking a little shabby.
He was as thin as a weakling, but he stood in front of a fallen old man and faced the bully.
Facing the bully whose physique crushed him, Zhong Yangming, who was obviously weak, stood upright and stubbornly.
“Evil cannot prevail against good!”
These four words were spoken by Zhong Yangming at that time.
At that moment, Zhong Yangming, who was obviously very thin, in Zhong Lishuang's eyes, stood tall and tall.
At that moment, Zhong Lishuang made a very crazy move.
"This belongs to me!"
The meeting between the two happened under the strange circumstances of robbing a civilian man.
After getting along with each other, Zhong Lishuang still maintained such strength.
She also knew that in the eyes of outsiders, her husband was being controlled by the tigress in the family.
But my husband never minded this, instead he accepted it calmly with a smile.
The other party will always deliberately try to please him, and he even discovered the other party's talent for cooking when he had no appetite for Zhong Ling.
Zhong Lishuang couldn't even imagine what her life would be like without Zhong Yangming.
Bang!
Zhong Lishuang fell on the deck of the battleship. Looking at Zhong Yangming's figure in the sky, it was already obscured by the sudden appearance of the alien race.
"No!!" Zhong Lishuang screamed sadly, getting up from the ground and trying to rush out.
Next to her, Zi Ruoyan's spiritual energy was vibrating, and the emperor's will emerged, and she was ready to rush to the rescue above to save Uncle Zhong.
Bang!
Zhong Ling's figure suddenly appeared and landed next to Zi Ruoyan and Zhong Lishuang.
"Ling'er, go and save your father!" Zhong Lishuang, with tears streaming down her face, hurriedly shouted to her daughter.
However, she saw that instead of panic on Zhong Ling's face, she was a little impatient: "Dad, there are more people on the other side than expected!"
"The prince said that you are much more powerful than Sister Yan and I, please take action quickly."
Zhong Li was startled by her daughter's words.
Bang!!!
Suddenly, the body of the alien who surrounded Zhong Yangming suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.
At the same time, a shadow that was still growing was rising higher and higher from the encirclement of the alien race.
Bang bang bang!
Continuous streams of blood mist exploded, and the green-skinned aliens surrounding Zhong Yangming exploded one after another.
The swollen black shadow in the middle suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched a bone-armored tribe next to him in his hand.
Click!
Just like pinching a ball, the white bone armor of the Bone Armor Clan in Heiying's hand exploded instantly, and the body inside was twisted.
In mid-air, the official robe on Zhong Yangming's body had been stretched to the limit, and it was so tight that it was about to burst.
With a terrifying physique that is eight meters tall and twisted muscles, it exudes an extremely terrifying force.
As he breathed, the thick white mist blew into the distance, which was very scary.
"Dad?" Zhong Ling looked at the terrifying figure in the sky, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly. This was the first time she saw her father show his complete posture after practicing martial arts with the prince.
"I thought they were just a bunch of humble ants, but I didn't expect them to be much more troublesome than I thought." Zhong Yangming's huge body landed on the deck.
He reached out his hand and carefully lifted his wife up: "Madam, are you okay?"
Zhong Lishuang, who was more than two meters tall, looked up at her huge stranger husband, her tear-stained face full of confusion.
In the past, she had always looked down at her husband.
This is the first time now that I am looking up at my husband.
"Huh?" Zhong Yangming looked at the tears on Zhong Lishuang's face, and the violent aura all over his body gradually began to spread, "You're crying..."
boom!!!
The extremely terrifying pressure of intimidation immediately burst out in Zhong Yangming's body. The veins all over his body popped out, and his muscles tightened, and his body swelled again.
The upper body of the official robe was completely torn.
At this moment, Zhong Yangming seemed like a demon surrounded by rags.
"A bunch of humble bugs actually dare to make the Prime Minister's wife cry." Zhong Yangming's eyes flashed red and he let out a breath.
White mist rises.
Zhong Yangming's figure suddenly exploded, and Zhong Lishuang and the others immediately felt a strong wind blowing in front of them.
The huge battleship beneath him was also shaking constantly at the moment of its explosion.
In a rage, Zhong Yangming was like a world-destroying demon, and he ran headlong into the local army.
The blood pattern tribe has strong blood and terrible recovery ability?
Explode with one punch!
The Blood Grudge Clan, is the blood spell so strange and unpredictable?
Hitting Zhong Yangming was like a stone or a sea.
Bloody Clan?
Explode!
Bone armor clan?
It's as complete as a bunch of nuts, just crush it.
A green-skinned alien race that hides in the dark and can hide its figure?
They were clearly a bunch of weak trash, but they were still beaten to pieces!
Zhong Yangming perfectly explained to everyone present what the beauty of extreme strength is.
The enemy's Wuling Army was ambushing him, and in the face of Zhong Yangming's extreme power, there was no use for him at all.
It's simple, just blow it up with one punch.
Zhong Yangming, who wanted justice for his wife, transformed into a violent demon and swept across everything.
He is like a little giant, a tiger among sheep, and there is no enemy at all.
"Extremely weak!!!" Zhong Yangming roared and punched out from the air.
The terrifying fist collision force directly exploded a group of blood-marked tribesmen in front.
A group of enemy soldiers farther away were shocked by the scattered fists, spurting blood from their mouths, and retreated one after another.
"Prime Minister Zhong's fighting style is very similar to that of the prince." Here, Liu Yan had already come to everyone's side, looking at the mighty Prime Minister in the distance, and made a sound.
She was originally surprised that the pressure of fighting on her side suddenly eased.
Even her opponents rushed to support in another direction.
As a result, when I looked back, I saw Zhong Yangming fighting frantically.
"Why can daddy expand to such a big size? It's simply outrageous." Zhong Ling opened his hands and looked at Liu Yan in surprise, "We won't be like this in the future, right?"
"Probably not. Didn't the Prince say that it varies from person to person?" Liu Yan shook her head and judged from the side, "However, the Prince is right, we are indeed no match for your father."
"It's a lot easier now, hehe." The flames burning all over Zhong Ling's body slowly subsided.
Compared with Zhong Ling who was calm, Zhong Lishuang was stunned for a long time before she couldn't help but grab her daughter: "Is this your father?"