As he fell into the air behind, Zhong Lishuang widened his eyes and looked at the alien race that suddenly appeared and rushed towards her husband who had knocked away.
Zhong Lishuang's eyes were staring at the daggers flashing with cold light in the hands of the alien races that suddenly appeared.
Above the sharp blade, it was extremely cold.
Many memories emerged in Zhong Lishuang's mind, and that was the first time she met Zhong Yangming.
The other party was just a weak scholar and seemed a little shabby.
He was as thin as a weak cock, but he was blocking the fallen old man and facing the bully.
Facing the bully who crushed him with his physique, Zhong Yangming, who was obviously weak, stood up straight and stood there stubbornly.
"Evil does not suppress righteousness!"
These four words were spoken from Zhong Yangming at that time.
At that moment, Zhong Yangming, who was obviously very thin, was extremely tall in Zhong Lishuang's eyes.
At that moment, Zhong Lishuang made a very crazy move.
"This is my mother!"
The two of them met up in a strange situation like robbing a civilian.
After getting along, Zhong Lishuang still maintained such strength.
She also knew that her husband was being controlled by the tigress at home in the mouth of outsiders.
But my husband never minded this, but instead accepted it with a smile.
The other party always deliberately pleases him, and even the other party's cooking talent is discovered when he is pregnant with 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, she was already covered by the sudden appearance of the alien race.
"No!!" Zhong Lishuang screamed sadly, and got up from the ground and was about to rush out.
Next to him, Zi Ruoyan had already shaken her spiritual energy, and the emperor's intention emerged, and she was about to go to help and save Uncle Zhong.
Bang!
Zhong Ling's figure suddenly appeared and landed beside Zi Ruoyan and Zhong Lishuang.
"Ling'er, go and save your father!" Zhong Lishuang was already in tears and shouted to her daughter hurriedly.
However, she saw that Zhong Ling's face was not panicked, but instead felt a little impatient: "Dad, there are more people than I imagined!"
"The prince said that you are much better than Sister Yan and me, so you can take action quickly."
Zhong Lishuang was stunned by his daughter's words.
Bang!!!
Suddenly, the body of an alien race surrounding Zhong Yangming suddenly burst and turned into a ball of blood mist.
At the same time, a shadow that is still expanding is constantly rising from the encirclement of the alien race.
Bang bang bang bang!
One after another, the blood mist continued to burst open, and the green-skinned scale aliens surrounding Zhong Yangming exploded one after another.
The swelling black shadow suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched a nearby Bone Armor tribe in his hand.
Click!
It was like pinching a meatball. The white bone armor on the bone armor in the black shadow's hand exploded instantly, and the body inside was twisted.
In the air, Zhong Yangming's official robe had been pulled to the limit, tight and was about to crack.
It has a terrifying body of eight meters high, with twisted muscles, and its body exudes an extremely terrifying deterrent force.
As he breathed, the rich white mist blew into the distance, which was very terrifying.
"Dad?" Zhong Ling looked at the terrifying figure in the sky, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. This was the first time she saw her father practicing martial arts with the prince, showing her complete posture.
"I thought it was a group of humble ants, but I didn't expect it to be much more troublesome than I thought." Zhong Yangming's huge body fell on the deck.
He reached out his hand and carefully tweaked his wife: "Madam, is it okay?"
Zhong Lishuang, who was more than two meters tall, looked up at her huge strange husband, and her face, which was covered in confusion, was covered in tears.
In the past, she had been looking down at her husband.
This is the first time now, looking up at my husband.
"Hmm?" Zhong Yangming looked at the tears on Zhong Li's face, and the violent aura on his body began to gradually spread, "You're crying..."
boom!!!
The extremely terrifying deterrent pressure immediately burst out in Zhong Yangming's body, and the blood veins in his body burst out. As his muscles were tense, his body expanded again.
The upper body of the official robe was completely broken.
At this moment, Zhong Yangming seemed to be a demon god surrounded by rags.
"A group of humble insects dared to make the Prime Minister's wife cry." Zhong Yangming's eyes flashed with red light and he breathed lightly.
White mist rises.
Zhong Yangming's figure suddenly exploded, and Zhong Lishuang and the others immediately felt a strong wind rolling in front of them.
The huge warship under him was shaking constantly at the moment of its outbreak.
In the rage, Zhong Yangming seemed to be a demon god who destroyed the world and crashed into the local army.
The Blood Pattern Clan has strong blood and terrible recovery ability?
Blow out with one punch!
The Blood Resentful Clan, the Blood Curse is strange and unpredictable?
It hit Zhong Yangming like a stone like a sea.
Blood surging clan?
Blow out!
Bone Arc tribe?
It's just like a group of nuts, and it's just a burst of tea.
A green-skin scale alien who hides in the darkness?
It was clearly a group of weak waste, and it was still blown up!
Zhong Yangming perfectly explained to everyone present what the ultimate beauty of force is.
The enemy's Wuling Army was ambushed, and in front of Zhong Yangming's extreme power, there was no place to use its power.
Simple, blowing with one punch.
For the sake of his wife, Zhong Yangming turned into a violent demon god and swept everything.
He is like a little giant, and he is simply a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and there is no enemy in one gang.
"It's so weak!!!" Zhong Yangming roared and punched out from the air.
The terrifying punching force directly exploded a group of blood pattern tribes in front of him.
A group of enemy troops further away were even more shocked by the radiant fist force, and blood was sprayed in the mouth, and they retreated one after another.
"Prime Minister Zhong's fighting method is very similar to that of the Prince." On this side, Liu Yan had already come to everyone, looking at the Prime Minister who was showing great power in the distance, and twitched his tsk.
She was wondering why the pressure of fighting here suddenly decreased.
Even her opponents rushed to help in other directions.
As a result, when I looked back, I saw Zhong Yangming fighting wildly.
"Why is my dad able to expand to such a big size? It's so outrageous." Zhong Ling opened his hand and looked at Liu Yan in surprise, "We won't be like this in the future, right?"
"It shouldn't be true. Didn't the prince say that, it varies from person to person." Liu Yan shook her head and judged next to her, "However, the prince said it well, we are indeed not your father's opponent."