My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

"Kue Ming of Huguo Chanyuan has met Almsgiver Xu."

This was a tall and thick-looking monk, with a burly body like a diamond. Standing in front of Xu Bingwen, he was almost half taller than him.

The demon-conquering pestle in his hand hit the ring, and everyone in Baihua Tower felt the vibration under their feet, which showed that it must be an extremely heavy weapon.

The monk's appearance immediately caused quite a commotion. His name was unknown to almost everyone in the Baihua Building except for Qin Hao.

Because he is the royal protector of the country, one of the ten great masters in the world, and a closed disciple of Master Wuming, who is known as the Invincible Vajra.

According to legend, this monk Jueming was unknown at the beginning, even worse than other brothers of the same age in the Huguo Zen Monastery.

Until three years ago, within seven days of awakening, I read the thirty-six volumes of Master Wu Ming's Secret Collection, and my cultivation level jumped three levels in a row, directly from the sixth level to the eighth level, and from then on I became famous all over the world.

If the thirty-six seats on the second floor are the seeds of the new generation of talent list, then Jue Ming is almost 100% guaranteed to be included in the list.

Xu Bingwen obviously did not expect that a person like Jueming would end so early.

"Master Jueming, if you enter now, aren't you afraid that your successors will be powerless?"

Although Jueming was extremely tall and tall, his face was very kind, and there was no anger in his eyes, as if he was not here to fight with Xu Bingwen.

"Donor Xu is willing to clear the way for his friends, and I deeply admire him. However, today's matter should not be borne by the benefactor, so I can only offend him."

Xu Bingwen's eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Who can instruct you, Master Jueming? Could it be?"

Jueming smiled and shook his head:

"Donor Xu no longer has to guess. Since he is here, he should be prepared to bear all this."

Xu Bingwen stopped talking, and the people in the audience were a little confused.

Only those who really know the inside story will understand what the conversation between the two means.

Qin Hao put down his wine glass and looked at Xu Bingwen. Feeling Qin Hao's gaze, Xu Bingwei shook his head slightly.

"Well, I have heard for a long time that Master Jueming has mastered the Invincible Vajra True Tradition of the Grand Master. I would like to experience it. Please give me some advice."

After saying that, Xu Bingwen stepped forward, the long sword in his hand seemed to be transformed into a thousand things, and the unparalleled sword energy surged out of him, filling the entire arena in an instant.

Jueming remained as still as a mountain. He tapped the magic pestle lightly in his hand, and a golden halo spread out under his feet. The arena seemed to be covered with a golden carpet.

Xu Bingwen shouted sharply, rose into the air, and stabbed out with his sword.

The pervasive sword energy gathered in an instant and turned into a Milky Way, flowing straight down.

Jueming stood with one palm in front of him, looked up at Xu Bingwen's powerful sword, and whispered:

"town."

In an instant, a golden phantom rose from his body, and the phantom punched the sword energy Galaxy directly. It really looked like a Buddhist angry-eyed Vajra, and its ferocity shocked people's hearts.

Xu Bingwen gritted his silver teeth. After he landed on the ground, he took a few steps and quickly pierced the void with a sharp arrow. There seemed to be a faint sword-shaped shadow around his entire body.

This sword seems to be much plainer than the previous sword, but anyone with some eyesight can see that this sword is Xu Bingwen's real unique skill.

Even Jueming's expression turned serious. He did not move, but the golden shadow behind him grabbed the extremely heavy Demon-Conquering Pestle and slammed it downwards.

An even stronger golden light lit up, and Xu Bingwen's sword just hit the pole of the Demonic Pestle.

The golden shadow behind Jueming suddenly shattered, and he involuntarily took four or five steps back.

But Xu Bingwen's reaction was even more intense. The sword in his hand almost flew away, and the tiger's mouth was torn, with a lot of blood leaking out.

His body flew out backwards and landed on the edge of the ring before he stood still.

Xu Bingwen wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned and said:

"As expected of Master Wuming's true inheritance, Master Jueming's style of Vajra Invincibility can be invincible within the eighth level."

Jueming stood with one palm in front of his chest and said calmly:

"Almsgiver Xu is ridiculous. The poor monk's invincibility has just been broken by Almsgiver Xu. He really has no shame to talk about his invincibility."

Xu Bingwen was silent. He knew that he was not Jue Ming's opponent. From the beginning to the end, Jue Ming was only in a passive defensive state and did not make any moves at all. But even so, his blood was still surging, and his true energy was still flowing. Somewhat blocked.

Qin Hao, who was sitting far away, knew that it was time for him to take action. The person behind the banquet would not allow him to hide under Xu Bingwen's protection.

"Ling'er, and Xiao Xun, please stay here and don't go anywhere."

Ling'er grabbed Qin Hao's hand and touched her side with the other hand. A silver needle appeared in her hand. She put the silver needle into Qin Hao's palm and warned:

"Take this."

Qin Hao was a little moved, but he still shook his head and said:

"It's not like using such a powerful weapon. Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Qin Hao returned the silver needle to Ling'er and silently walked towards the ring with his sword box.

"Brother Xu, come down. Next, I will do it myself."

Xu Bingwen glanced at Jueming and then Qin Hao unwillingly, and finally had no choice but to put away his sword and step down from the stage.

The moment he passed by Qin Hao, Xu Bingwen said lightly, "Be careful with his magic pestle."

Qin Hao nodded slightly and walked onto the ring.

As soon as he appeared, everyone's eyes began to change.

The people on the second floor also stood by the fence, and the geniuses on the third floor's genius list also walked out of the room and stared at the ring.

"I have heard about the successor of the Sword God for a long time, but I don't know if he is really capable."

"Who knows? It is said that he has killed twelve times and already has the combat power of a genius."

"Twelve knives? Hey, it's just Mo Xi on the Prodigy List. What does killing him mean?"

As soon as this was said, someone immediately asked the person who said this:

"Then I wonder where my dear brother is on the list of geniuses?"

The man was stunned. He didn't feel any embarrassment at being exposed in public, so he said confidently:

"I was just born a few years later. Just look at it. I, Wang Heng, will definitely be named in this year's list of geniuses."

...

The discussion in the audience did not change Qin Hao's heart. He had also thought of such a situation.

Now that he has decided to come to the Hundred Flowers Banquet, he will not hold back in any way.

The night he rescued Zhuang Xun, he broke through the demonic barrier in his heart and no longer wavered.

He would not give up on modern technological means just because the Master of Wine said that he did not have the heart to be strong and that he relied on foreign objects, nor would he be overly restrained because of his different concepts of life and death.

He is an outsider who pursues freedom and freedom.

As the Confucian saying goes, do as you please without exceeding the rules.

Therefore, when he accepted Ling'er, he would not reject her thousands of miles away because he was worried that she would be in danger if he followed her.

So when he came to the city of God, he would not back down because he knew he would face endless challenges.

He can do whatever he wants and go wherever he wants.

If someone stops him, use your sword. If you can't win with your sword, then go back to Earth and get two 10,000-ton or mega-ton bombs to give him a baptism of doomsday.

This was his true intention that night, or in other words, this was Qin Hao's unique strong heart.