Songshan, the Central Plains warriors all over the mountains and fields stared at a white-clothed figure surrounded by snakes on the mountain road, they wanted to see clearly what kind of person this poisonous sect that dominated the Western Regions and made the entire Central Plains turbulent when he first came to the Central Plains.

Dressed in white, tall and martial, with a calm temperament like a mountain, and a fair complexion, it looks like a statue carved from crystal.

The nose is tall and the corners of the lips are distinct, showing extraordinary perseverance and determination. Especially a pair of black jewel-like eyes, like two black hole whirlpools,

This Poison Sect, the whole person is full of a strange charm, which makes people's hearts chill.

At this moment, even if they were hostile to this Poison Sect, the Central Plains Heroes had to admit that this Poison Sect was indeed an extraordinary and charismatic figure.

Ning Que drove the snake and sneaked up, walking up the mountain step by step, even if the hostile eyes around him stared at him, his face did not change.

Because these people are not a threat to him.

When he was halfway up the mountain, Ning Que suddenly paused and looked to the right side of the mountain road.

"Do it!"

A cold drink suddenly came from the right side of the mountain road.

Suddenly, dozens of fishing nets flew from the sky, shrouding Ning Que downward.

Each of these nets was made of gold and steel wire, and the nets were decorated with golden swords to stab the enemy, and the intersections of the nets were decorated with magnets to suck away the enemy's metal weapons.

Dozens of fishing nets have different angles, horizontal or vertical, oblique or flat, constantly changing, and the enveloping range is huge, making people unavoidable and unstoppable.

"It's a fishnet array!"

Someone exclaimed.

The fishing net array is a relatively rare formation in the rivers and lakes, and the use of this formation requires not only special fishing nets, but also the cooperation of many people and clever skills.

As many people know, the power of fishnet arrays is extremely amazing.

Even if he is a super-first-class master, once he is trapped by a special fishing net in the fishing net array, he is likely to lose his combat effectiveness in an instant, and he will be slaughtered and killed.

Everyone didn't expect that someone would attack the Poison Sect at this time, and they also used a rare fishing net array.

Obviously, this sneak attack was not improvised, but planned for a long time.

The special fishing nets were about to shroud Ning Que's body, and Ning Que was motionless at the moment, looking as if he was caught off guard.

"Big devil, you killed my master, now pay for my master's life!"

"A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood, Ouyang Feng, give my father his life back. ”

"Poison Sect, you inhuman devil, go die!"

"Kill you to sacrifice the spirit of the iron predecessors in the sky!"

"Hahaha, big devil, did you ever think that you would end up today?"

......

A large crowd rushed down from the mountain road, mostly shouting slogans of revenge.

The people on the mountain, many people recognized this group of people, most of them were those who had relatives and friends who died at the hands of Ning Que in the battle of the canyon.

"The Poison Sect seems to have hit the fishnet array, this is the best time to kill him!"

Originally, many martial artists who were in a state of onlookers saw that Ning Que seemed to be trapped by the fishing net array, and they couldn't help but make a move and joined the team of rushing to kill.

If they can take this opportunity to kill the Poison Sect, there is no doubt that they will become famous in the rivers and lakes and become famous figures in the rivers and lakes.

Most people in the rivers and lakes seek nothing more than fame and fortune.

Often if there is fame, there will be profit.

If there is no chance, forget it, now seeing that Ning Que is about to fall into the fishing net array, many people can't care about the danger, or the benefits contained in it are too great, so they choose to take risks.

In the end, nearly 400 people rushed towards Ning Que.

When Master Kudu, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, saw this sudden scene, his expression seemed to be a little surprised, as if he didn't expect such a scene to happen suddenly.

Many Shaolin monks were overjoyed to see this scene, and if they could kill Ning Que with the help of the heroes, then it would be even better.

In this way, they can avoid a catastrophe in Shaolin.

Many monks also wanted to take advantage of this to help the heroes end up with Ning Que, but they all reached out to Master Kudu to stop them.

However, Master Kudu did not open his mouth to stop the person who made a move against Ning Que.

They Shaolin have always been above board, and they don't want to take advantage of people's dangers. However, if everyone wants to eliminate the demon guard, how can he stop it?

Just when those martial artists who rushed towards Ning Que thought that Ning Que was powerless to struggle and that they could be done, a brilliant sword qi suddenly rushed into the sky.

A special fishing net made of gold and steel wire, a fishing net that is difficult to cut even with a sword, is cut by sword qi one by one like tofu at this moment.

"What?"

More than 400 people from the rivers and lakes who rushed towards Ning Que suddenly stopped, looking at Ning Que's indifferent face one by one, and cold sweat flowed behind them.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"

Ning Que sneered, and directly swept out with a sword, prompting a sword qi five or six meters long to slash towards the crowd, and with a bang, the sword qi cut out a large crack more than ten meters long in the crowd, and dozens of martial artists died from this sword, and blood rain fell in midair.

At the same time, a surging snake tide spread to the crowd, and one by one the people in the rivers and lakes were bitten by poisonous snakes and fell to the ground.

"Fight with him!"

"Yes, the matter has come to this, we have no way out, either he dies or we die. ”

"Spelled ......"

"Spelled ......"

On the mountain road, the rest of the people knew that since they had chosen to attack Ning Que, they could only go all the way to the dark.

No one can withstand the retaliation of the Poison Sect.

Now that there are many people, there may be a chance to win.

"Kill!"

More than 400 warriors forcibly broke through the encirclement of the group of snakes, and fought with a bloody courage to kill Ning Que.

"Fight, what do you fight!"

Ning Que's figure flickered, and instantly turned into a hundred figures.

Hundreds of figures rushed into the midst of more than 400 martial artists, bringing up a puff of blood flowers, and many martial artists had already fallen before they could see how Ning Que could do it.

In less than half an hour, more than 400 warriors all fell to the ground, and the blood on the ground gathered into streams of blood.

After that, Ning Que ran the Star Absorbing Dafa, opened the Star Absorbing Force Field, sucked the martial artists one by one, and strangled them into a blood mist.

Not long after, more than 400 warriors, all of whom had no bones.

At this moment, whether it was Master Kudu and other senior monks, or other Shaolin monks, or the Central Plains people who were full of mountains, looking at Ning Que's figure, they all felt creepy, and fear was born from the depths of their souls.

Terror!

It's horrible!

There are more than 400 martial artists, and they were actually killed by Ning Que like this, and there was no softness in the whole process, as if he was not killing people, but mowing the grass casually.

Lord!

This is the real big devil!

Swish!

Ning Que's figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone in Shaolin, and grinned: "When you first arrived in your land, you opened the killing ring, please forgive me!"

The Shaolin monks seemed to see a big man-eating devil appear in front of them, and they were so frightened that they all took a step back.

Even many Shaolin monks turned slightly pale, and they were indeed intimidated by the monstrous ferocity that Ning Que had just shown.

Only the abbot, Master Kudu, barely managed to keep his composure.