The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Antarctic Circle, where the sea meets the sky.

A black figure surrounded by several streaks of cold light flashed and moved up and down among the monsters, where the cold light touched, scarlet blood splashed everywhere.

Mo Feiying forcibly tore open a long hole in the monster's battle line hundreds of meters wide.

"Chen Chen! The defense of these monsters can be broken by swords and swords, and the bullets are enough to kill them, but there are too many of them, and it may be difficult to clean them up in a while!"

After Mo Feiying yelled loudly, Yang Sichen didn't make any response, he still stood on the boat in a daze, looking in the direction of the monster.

"Chenchen! Let the people on board hide in the cabin, and the sailors are ready to defend!"

Mo Feiying yelled again, but Yang Sichen still didn't respond.

At this moment, Mo Feiying finally sensed something was wrong, let out a roar and jumped up, drawing a fan-shaped circular arc in the air with the Tang knife in his hand.

The nearly substantial fan-shaped wind cut into the group of monsters charging forward desperately.

laugh--

chi chi-

Wherever the wind passed by, like a sharp knife cutting tofu, the monster's body was broken into two pieces, and there was even a strange scene where the upper part of the body had fallen to the ground, but the lower part was still running forward.

As the knife wind cut through, dozens of monsters were killed on the spot, but the monsters behind quickly made up and continued to charge fearlessly in the direction of the cruise ship.

"kill!"

Mo Feiying had no choice but to jump up again, swinging the blade in the air...

Ten minutes later, the monster swarm rushed to a place less than 100 meters away from the cruise ship, and Mo Feiying continued to leap and tumble among the monster swarm, slowing down the charge speed of the monster swarm by himself.

There are countless limbs and arms of monsters floating on the surface of the sea, and the sea water is almost stained red by the blood of monsters.

At this time, all the passengers on the ship had hid in the cabin, only a dozen sailors holding shotguns stood on the deck, staring at everything in front of them with dumbstruck eyes.

Captain Markov widened his eyes and murmured, "God, what is this?! Could it be that the gates of hell have opened?!"

"Captain, how can this young man named Eagle be so powerful? If these monsters are devils who escaped from hell, then could he be the church's exorcist?"

"Are you stupid? Since when did Xia Guo have a church?"

"It's amazing... This is definitely the most fierce man I've ever seen!"

"Don't just watch the fun. When the eagles can't stand it, it's up to us. No matter whether they are devils or not, we have to send them back to God!"

"Yes!"

Sergei, the first mate, suddenly saw Yang Sichen standing by the guardrail, and ran over quickly.

"Miss Yang, you should get into the cabin immediately!"

Sergey reminded him loudly, but he didn't see any reaction from Yang Sichen, so he wanted to grab Yang Sichen's arm and force her into the cabin.

As a result, as soon as his hand touched Yang Sichen's wrist, Sergey's body was thrown away by a powerful force, and fell heavily on the deck five meters away.

All the sailors were stunned by this scene, wondering if this woman was carrying high-voltage electricity? !

Sergey fell dizzy, and was helped up by a sailor after a long time.

"People in Xia Kingdom are so mysterious... even girls are so powerful..."

Sergey murmured, not daring to move Yang Sichen's body anymore.

"Hey, you, you, and you, protect Miss Yang immediately, even if you die, never let those things touch Miss Yang! She may be the key to solving these monsters!"

Captain Markov seemed to understand something, so he immediately directed several sailors to protect Yang Sichen's surroundings.

Finally, after fighting fiercely for half an hour, the true energy in Mo Feiying's body was almost exhausted. At this time, the wind of the knife he swung was much smaller than before, and his killing power was also greatly weakened.

But Mo Feiying still didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, and continued to kill left and right among the monsters.

But the battle line of the monsters was too long, and Mo Feiying, who was close to exhaustion, could no longer stop the monsters' charge. Countless monsters began to jump onto the deck of the cruise ship and began to rampage.

boom--

bang bang-

The shotguns in the hands of the sailors rang out one after another, but the damage from the bullets did not seem to be able to cause fatal injuries to the monsters. Soon, several sailors were torn apart by the monsters.

"Aim for the head!"

Seeing the tragic death of his subordinates, Markov threw away the shotgun in his hand after roaring, picked up a fire ax and rushed towards the monster.

bang——

A monster waved its thick arm casually, knocked Markov into the air, then jumped up high, and rushed towards Yang Sichen.

whoosh-

An extremely small sound of piercing the air sounded, and the monster that was still flying in the air was split in half from the middle and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of breaking through the air continued, and the monsters who rushed onto the cruise ship were chopped off by some unknown force and died instantly.

When everyone was confused, Sergey saw the clue, because he found that Yang Sichen had opened his eyes and was staring at the monsters who jumped onto the deck.

Wherever she looked, the monsters in her sight were cut into two like a knife, and she didn't even move a step, but turned her head from time to time, searching for the monsters that broke through Mo Feiying's defense.

"Is... is she a witch?"

However, at this time, Sergey had no time to think about it. He picked up the shotgun again and kept pulling the trigger on the monster group.

After all, the number of monsters is still too much. Their corpses have already covered the deck densely, but they are still rushing to the deck bravely. The most important thing is that the number of those monsters has not decreased. The tide is generally continuous.

"Captain, I'm out of bullets!"

"I'm gone too!"

All the sailors began to shout in despair.

"Come closer to Ms. Yang, only they can save us now!"

After hearing the order, the sailors quickly gathered around Yang Sichen and surrounded her.

At this moment, Yang Sichen suddenly flew straight into the air on the spot without the slightest assistance, and he didn't even bend his legs.

At this moment, in Yang Sichen's eyes, a huge gray vortex was slowly rotating on the ice thousands of meters away, and countless monsters were rushing out of the vortex continuously.

Yang Sichen stared at the whirlpool for a while, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he raised his arm gently.

Countless monsters stopped their movements at this moment, as if they were hit by the immobilization spell at the same time,
Immediately afterwards, blue flames burst out from the bodies of these monsters, instantly burning the monsters into a blue fireball.

Countless blue fireballs were burning on the Antarctic ice sheet, reflecting the sky over the entire ice sheet blue.

The blue flame burned extremely fast, and in almost a dozen seconds, a monster over two meters tall was burned into a pile of ashes.

The inconceivable look appeared in the eyes of everyone again, because they found that the blue flame was only effective against monsters, and did not ignite any other items at all. Once the monster was burned to ashes, the blue flame would also go out.

The blue flames spread all the way to the exit of the vortex. The monsters seemed to be very afraid of the blue flames. When they saw the flames approaching, they turned around and fled back to the vortex. The vortex also stopped spinning and disappeared quietly.

"call--"

At this moment, Mo Feiying finally couldn't hold on any longer. He knelt down on one knee, supported his body with the Tang knife in his hand, and panted violently.

Suspending in mid-air, Yang Sichen's body suddenly swayed, and then fell straight down.

The exclamation from the crowd caught Mo Feiying's attention, and when he saw Yang Sichen falling from the sky, he exerted his last strength and leaped onto the deck to hold Yang Sichen firmly in his arms.

"Chenchen! How are you?!"

Yang Sichen's face showed an unconcealable tiredness, but he still showed a smile, and said weakly: "Brother, I think, I already know where those monsters come from..."