My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

Qin Hao turned over and dismounted, patted the horse's head and said softly:

"Go away, you will only lose your life if you follow me."

To be honest, Qin Hao really couldn't bear to part with it. This horse had been with him for more than ten days. It had strong legs and was docile and obedient, which saved him a lot of energy.

If you just stay here, your life will be wasted sooner or later, so it is better to let it go.

After letting the horse go, Qin Hao turned and looked at the man not far away. He was a swordsman. Even if he didn't see the long knife behind him, he could tell that he was a swordsman.

When Qin Hao first spotted him on the map, he felt that this person was very troublesome, even more troublesome than the thin-branched ghost.

So he sent Xu Bingwen and Zhuang Xun away, and took the time to return to the earth world, bringing a bomb like the one that killed Xi Zhigui.

But this time, Qin Hao did not plan to use the bomb immediately.

He wanted to try and see where the limit of his current strength was.

"You also have a grudge against my master?"

Qin Hao asked.

"No."

The man replied coldly.

This answer surprised Qin Hao.

"You are a swordsman, do you also want to defeat me and become the master of the sword god and switch to swordsmanship?"

"no."

The man's answer was still so straightforward, as if he didn't want to say another word.

"Then why did you kill me?"

"for money."

Qin Hao nodded. This was the first time he met someone who killed him for money.

"How much money will I pay for you to kill me?"

"Twelve taels."

Qin Hao was stunned and said with a smile:

"Am I so cheap?"

"I kill people, only ten taels."

Qin Hao found it quite interesting. This man was extremely skilled in martial arts and would actually become a killer for ten taels of silver. With his strength, wouldn't it be easy to get the silver?

"I see, then who paid you to kill me?"

The man didn't speak, he just silently pulled out the long knife behind him. It was an extremely simple knife without any decoration, just for killing people.

Qin Hao threw the bomb casually on the side of the road. He didn't know the man anyway, so he never thought that this thing could kill him.

Opening the sword box, Qin Hao pulled out the Yuanhong Sword with the strongest murderous intent. This sword had been silent for many years, but now it made a sword sound in Qin Hao's hand.

"Good sword."

The killer took the initiative to say something for the first time.

Qin Hao brushed his fingers over the sword and said calmly:

"It is indeed a good sword. The name of the sword is Yuan Hong. When you take it out of its sheath, you will see blood. It is a sword of killing."

After saying the last sword word, Qin Hao disappeared from the spot.

The killer also disappeared. At the same time, an extremely powerful force exploded in the middle of where the two were standing. The rocks on the ground were directly lifted away. After the force exploded, a hole appeared on the ground instantly.

This head-to-head attack clearly put Qin Hao at a disadvantage.

The killer only took three or four steps back, but Qin Hao returned directly to where he was.

Qin Hao shrugged his numb arms and shouted:

"Come again."

He was never afraid of head-on confrontation. Because of the Jing Yuan, his physique had already undergone some changes that even he himself was not aware of. The harder the external force hit him, the faster he progressed.

As long as you don't kill him, he will become stronger as he fights.

After another head-on collision, the killer frowned slightly.

"Are you only at level five?"

Qin Hao grinned and said:

"Are you surprised?"

After saying that, he attacked again.

This time, the killer did not choose to confront him head-on. Instead, he rose into the air, holding the long knife high in his hand, and the red light of the knife was hesitating.

"cut"

The killer slashed out with his sword in the air. In an instant, the sword's light glowed brightly. When it landed on Qin Hao's head, it turned into a huge sword shadow several feet long.

"ah..."

Qin Hao roared wildly, his muscles all over his body were squirming, and all his strength burst out.

The Yuan Hong Sword in his hand moved from bottom to top, slashing diagonally towards the huge sword light.

Terrifying power spread throughout the body, and the surrounding rocks were shattered into pieces. The shock wave of energy spread rapidly and crashed into both sides of the valley.

Qin Hao's feet sank, and his feet sank directly into the ground until they were below his knees.

The killer's cultivation level is not even as good as the original Xi Zhigui, but his strength is obviously much stronger.

If Qin Hao hadn't condensed the eleventh drop of essence and blood and perfected his sword intention half a month ago, he might have failed with just this one move.

The light of the sword dispersed, and the killer fell from the sky, slashing at Qin Hao with his sword.

Qin Hao pulled out his legs and raised his sword to meet him.

At this moment, he no longer had any reservations. Every thrust of his sword carried an otherworldly artistic conception. Not only did the power increase dramatically, it even made the killer fall into an illusion of being in a world of swords.

The killer's expressionless face finally showed a look of shock.

"Sword Intent..."

The killer's mind was greatly shaken. He broke out decisively, and his true energy surged towards Qin Hao like a tide.

In the flash of light and stone, Qin Hao's sword tip, which was two centimeters short of piercing the killer's heart, had to withdraw his defense. He split the killer's torrent of true energy full of sword energy with one sword. Although it did not hit the killer, it could The placket of his chest was still torn open out of thin air, and a shallow blood mark appeared on his skin.

The killer tiptoed and floated away, moving tens of meters away before stopping.

He looked at the bloody mark on his chest, his eyes full of shock.

Without sword energy, why can I still hurt myself with a sword from a distance? And he also felt that in the shallow blood mark, a force that was not true energy was preventing the wound from healing.

Just when he was stunned, Qin Hao attacked again.

When he realized the sword intention, it could only cover one foot in front of him, but now, everything within ten meters around him can be covered by his sword intention.

The killer reacted very quickly, and when Qin Hao attacked, he had already swung the long knife in his hand.

Huge sword qi flew towards Qin Hao. Each sword qi could make his blood surge and make his arms numb.

There were constant rumblings in the valley, and the hillsides on both sides were riddled with holes and disfigured by the killer's sword energy.

After the killer swung out more than a dozen sword energy, he stopped. After all, the true energy of an eighth-level martial artist is not endless.

The two were fighting together in close quarters again, and their strength was almost the same, both were far more powerful than ordinary eighth-grade ones.

By the end of the fight, both of them were almost turned into bloody men with wounds all over their bodies.

Qin Hao had completely entered a state of desperate fighting. At this moment, he even forgot that he still had the bomb.

However, Qin Hao's cultivation level was too low after all. Compared with the eighth-level master who could draw in the energy of heaven and earth to replenish his own ability, his physical strength quickly bottomed out.

The killer's last knife was like thunder, and the light of the knife was like lightning. In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to lose color. In Qin Hao's eyes, only the light of the knife remained.

He used his last strength to block the knife, but the long sword in his hand was chopped off as a result, and a knife mark deep into the bone was left on his chest.

Qin Hao was lying on the ground as if he had completely lost the ability to resist, and could only watch the killer strike again.

Just when the knife was about to split open Qin Hao's head, the killer suddenly withdrew the knife and struck behind him with the knife.

"clang"

There was a loud noise, and the Yuan Hong Sword that came from the air missed a hair, and was hacked away by the killer.

"Wandering around."

Qin Hao whispered, a stream of light flew past, and a smart and elegant ancient sword instantly penetrated the killer's body-protecting energy, which was almost exhausted, and penetrated his body.

The killer was stunned, turned around, and fought back before his death, still wanting to kill Qin Hao with his sword.

Qin Hao clenched his teeth and roared:

"Yuanhong."

The sword light flashed, and the Yuan Hong Sword, which had just been knocked away by the killer, turned back, came quickly, and instantly pierced the killer's heart.

The killer struggled forward for a few steps, but finally lost his support and fell to his knees, dropping the long knife in his hand.

He was still not dead, but silently looked at the two sword tips piercing through his chest, feeling unwilling to do so.

Qin Hao had a splitting headache, and blood overflowed from his ears and nostrils.

He struggled to get up, looked at the killer, and asked breathlessly:

"You...are the strongest person I...have ever killed. You...what is your name?"

The killer slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Hao, with a warm smile on his lips.

"Yunshan..."