My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

After the horse bandit leader ran into the canyon, a lot of people immediately poured out of it. When they saw that he came back empty-handed, all of them looked unhappy.

The leader of the horse bandits jumped off his horse and walked deeper into the valley, shouting as he walked.

"Brother, we have encountered a tough situation. All my brothers are probably dead. Brother, you have to help me make the decision."

From a cave deep in the canyon, a middle-aged man with disheveled clothes and a fleshy face walked out. There was a ferocious scar on the man's chest, as if to declare his once glorious achievements.

"Third brother, there are more than 20 brothers, how come you are the only one who came back alive?"

The leader of the horse bandits replied with some fear:

"Damn it, I finally caught a fat sheep today, but I didn't expect that there was a poisonous snake hidden inside. That man's martial arts is extremely high. I think he is at the fifth level. Seeing that I was defeated, my brothers all tried their best to cover me and come back to report the news. , please let me count the men and horses to avenge my brothers."

The horse bandit boss sneered:

"Fighting to cover you? Since that person is a fifth-grade master, why can you escape unscathed?"

The third horse bandit was stunned and speechless.

The horse bandit boss kicked him to the ground and cursed angrily:

"Trash, you don't even know if someone is following you."

After saying that, the horse bandit boss shouted angrily:

"Meet the enemy..."

All the horse bandits immediately began to respond, drew their weapons and stood ready.

Just at this moment, a figure walked in from the entrance of the canyon. He had short hair, strange attire, and a simple long sword in his hand.

It was Qin Hao who was chasing after him.

"Oh, this order is not bad, it will last me a long time."

The third horse bandit's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Qin Hao to actually follow him.

The horse bandit boss stepped out, looked at Qin Hao and asked in a deep voice:

"Are you from the government?"

"no."

"Are they those disciples in the martial arts world who claim to be famous?"

"No."

"Then we have no enmity with you in the past and have no enmity in the recent past. Why do you want to kill my brother?"

Qin Hao smiled and said:

"There is no reason. I need to kill some people for use. It just so happens that you all have a way to kill yourself. I can feel at ease with the killing."

The horse bandit boss saw that he didn't take people like him seriously at all, his face gradually became gloomy, and the scar on his chest gradually turned pink.

"I have hundreds of brothers here. Even if you are a fifth-grade master, when you get here, it's not certain who will kill whom."

Qin Hao took out his ears and said impatiently:

"Are you done? Once you're done, you can get on your way."

The horse bandit boss suddenly became furious and shouted:

"Looking for death, brothers, kill him."

The group of horse bandits could no longer restrain themselves. After hearing what the boss said, they immediately rushed towards Qin Hao waving their weapons.

Qin Hao slowly drew out the Qiushui Sword, his usually kind face now turned cruel.

When the sword rose, the wind and sand flew up, covering the sky and the sun in an instant.

In the wind and sand, there was no sound of gold and iron clashing, only the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh and blood, splitting open bones, and screams that made one's scalp numb.

The horse bandit boss held a long knife in his hand and looked solemn.

He was a fourth-grade martial artist with sharp ears and eyes, but at this time, he could not see the situation in the wind and sand at all. The screams were like a reminder, making him a little frightened.

Finally, the harsh sound of weapons clashing came from the wind and sand, followed by a series of slashing sounds and the sound of breaking through the air.

Soon, the screams and fighting gradually subsided, until the last cry of pain came out, and the wind and sand became deathly silent.

The morning breeze blew by, and the wind and sand gradually dispersed. When he could finally see the scene in front of him clearly, the horse bandit boss' eyes widened and his whole body trembled.

The canyon in front of them was filled with corpses. Most of these corpses had been stabbed through the heart by a sword, and some had a thin wound at the throat. Only a few of them had injuries other than fatal injuries.

There were more than a hundred people, but none of them survived. The horse bandit boss was almost certain that that person was definitely more than fifth grade.

But the strange thing is that the figure of that person is not seen among the corpses. Could it be that he also died under the knife?

The horse bandit boss was about to step forward to check, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

He reacted quite quickly and slashed backwards with the long knife in his hand without hesitation.

No matter if you are hit or not, run away immediately.

While running, he did not forget to continuously kick the corpse away from his feet to block the person behind him.

Qin Hao wiped his face. He was still not used to the pungent smell of blood.

He had just killed more than a hundred people, including many second- and third-grade warriors. Even he still had several wounds on his body, and blood was surging in his body.

Although he really wanted to stop and take a rest, he could leave as soon as he was done with the evil, but those caravans still had to go back and forth on this trade road.

The boss of the horse bandits has the strength of the fourth level. He can kill a whole caravan by himself. If he doesn't die, sooner or later there will be a new group of horse bandits.

Qin Hao took a breath, and his inner energy circulated rapidly, regenerating a force.

He stepped on the wind and walked slowly, dodging all the flying corpses, so he could not catch up with the horse bandit leader immediately.

The leader of the horse bandits ran to the entrance of the canyon, swung his knife and cut off a hemp rope.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound sounded, and huge rocks rolled down from the top of the canyon.

Qin Hao looked up and his expression became solemn.

It's not that he's afraid of being hit to death by these rocks, but because these rocks will inevitably hinder his speed.

At this time, Qin Hao didn't care about consuming anything. He kicked his feet and all his strength suddenly exploded. His inner strength and mental skills were operating to the extreme. His speed suddenly increased a lot. The ground he stepped on cracked into pieces. It looked like a spider web.

A large boulder was directly above his head, and Qin Hao was like a speeding car, drawing a dusty straight line behind him.

Just when he was about to cross this rockfall area, two boulders taller than others fell down ahead of him.

At the critical moment, Qin Hao jumped up. He was in mid-air and stepped on the boulder. With the help of the huge force of the boulder falling, his speed soared again.

In the blink of an eye, he emerged from the rockfall area.

However, he also paid a price. Because the mental power was running far beyond the limit speed, coupled with the force of the falling boulder of several thousand kilograms, the energy and blood in his body almost lost control, and a strong smell of blood emerged from the depths of his throat.

But Qin Hao remained unmoved, and did not stop to adjust his breath and recover. His speed did not slow down at all, and he rushed straight towards the horse bandit boss who was not far away from him.

The horse bandit boss who had killed countless people looked at Qin Hao who was getting closer and closer behind him. He was so frightened that he kept begging for mercy:

"Hero, let me go, I am willing to give you ten thousand taels of gold, countless treasures, and..."

The voice of the horse bandit boss stopped suddenly, and a sharp sword penetrated the back of his head and emerged from his mouth.

Due to inertia, Qin Hao continued to slide forward for more than ten meters with the body of the horse bandit boss before stopping. At this time, the horse bandit boss had long since lost all life and was completely dead.

Qin Hao drew out his long sword. The Qiushui Sword was a famous sword in the world. It killed people without staining blood, and the sword's body was still filled with cold light.

Sheathing the sword, Qin Hao's body softened and he almost sat on the ground. The bloody smell in his throat could no longer be suppressed, and a mouthful of blood spilled out.

"Bullshit, it's too big. After all, I haven't reached the fifth level yet, and the power of Qi and blood is not strong enough."

Qin Hao complained, then immediately sat down and began to exercise and adjust his breath.