The middle-aged man's face was calm. Although this behavior was a robbery, his expression seemed to be walking. However, his appearance was a bit miserable. Whether it was his face or clothes, he was no different from the homeless man on the streets of Sendu.
Although the animal skin coat on his body was made of valuable python skin, the workmanship was very rough and looked lower than a plain coat. It also showed multiple holes of different sizes, revealing the man's bronze skin, which made Hongyue on the side dare not look directly at it.
"The peak of the innate realm?"
Yue Mochen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, not understanding where the other party got the confidence.
The opponent can attack and know that the Golden Sand Roaring Leaf Crocodile must have been lurking beside him for a long time. He must have seen his killing of the sand-scaled spirit lizard, and he can make the sixth-level spirit beast so easy. The opponent must have known that Yue Mochen has the strength far beyond the innate realm, but the opponent only has the innate realm, so he dares to speak wildly?
Then there is only one reason. Like Yue Mochen, this person has a much stronger strength than his superficial cultivation!
The middle-aged man was not one of the forty-nine people who entered the Endless Island with Yue Mochen. The only possibility was that this guy accidentally broke into this place like the legendary people. If he could return to the earthly world, he would inevitably become a terrifying and terrifying figure again.
But this does not mean that Yue Mochen can tolerate the other party coming to rob him.
A red light flashed, and the golden sand croaker appeared in Yue Mochen's hand. Seeing this, the middle-aged man looked happy, and a faint disdain flashed through him.
However, Yue Mochen did not hand over the golden sand croaker to him as he imagined, but held it in his hand and played back and forth: "It's not impossible to give the golden sand croaker to you, but I just don't know what price you can pay?"
"The price??Haha!!!" the other party was stunned, and then laughed: "Don't talk about you, a little shit kid in the Rongtian Realm, even a holy-level guy would not dare to talk to me like this when he saw me!"
Yue Mochen shook his head helplessly and said seriously: "Since that's the case, there's nothing to talk about. Hand over everything on you, and I can spare your life."
"What?"
The middle-aged man wanted to laugh again, but when he saw Yue Mochen's serious face, the words in his mouth stopped. He suddenly realized that Yue Mochen now gave him a completely different feeling from the past, and vaguely, he even felt a kind of pressure emitted from the latter's body.
This pressure made him remember it deeply. He couldn't help but think of the strange and powerful guy who finally disappeared silently on the Endless Island. That guy was a psychologist!
"You are not a warrior, are you a scholar?"
Yue Mochen's breath suddenly changed and made the middle-aged man flash a hint of fear. As he spoke, his right hand was in an empty air. The return dagger that had originally sank into the yellow sand flew out with a "swish!" and flew back to his hand.
Yue Mochen remained silent and did not answer any of his words. The reincarnation and devouring flame in the center of the soul sea was beating slightly at this time, making a subtle and strong beating like a heart.
With the extremely rhythmic beating, a stream of powerful mental power slowly spread out from Yue Mochen's mind. In an instant, a range of 100 meters was included, and his toes were also half an inch floating on the ground.
The sudden mental pressure made the other party look abrupt: "You are indeed Master Nian, but don't think that you can be arrogant if you are Master Nian. With your age, even if you are a genius, you are just a realm of Merging Heaven. Can you still fight me? Leave, I think what happened just now hasn't happened."
The middle-aged man said sternly, but chose to give in.
"Let's go? Haha, it's too late!"
Yue Mochen smiled coldly and continued, "Take action, otherwise you won't even have a chance to take action!"
"Haha, what a arrogant guy!"
The middle-aged man laughed in anger. As he spoke, his spiritual energy surged all over his body. The crude animal skin robe, without wind, automatically, and his momentum continued to rise: "Don't kneel down and beg for mercy later!"
Before he finished speaking, the spiral dagger in his hand threw out!
The sound of "swish~" breaking through the air sounded, and the spiral dagger broke through the wind, one minute, two minute, four minute, and eight minute, and in the air, it turned into hundreds of black lights that broke through the wind!
"Then let's watch!" Yue Mochen sneered, and the dragon soul protected his body and activated his power. The power that was unattainable to the naked eye condensed in front of Yue Mochen, gathering into a dragon-shaped energy, hovering above Yue Mochen.
When hundreds of black lights attacked, Yue Mochen tweaked his ring finger, and the giant dragon above his head suddenly roared, and a loud dragon roar came out of his dragon's head. Then, he rushed towards the black light in the sky with this harsh roar.
clang! clang! clang! clang!...
The sound of iron and stone intertwined was endless. The dragon-shaped mental power circled left and right with sword energy, blocking the black lights one by one. In the eyes of the middle-aged man, the black lights he emitted were like being covered by an invisible net, and they stopped in the air and then disappeared without a trace.
The sword edge was blocked, and the middle-aged man's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Yue Mochen. A sharp light flashed in his eyes and slapped out with a palm!
Although it is not as good as Xia Houyue's terrifying physical strength, the other party's palm is also quite powerful under the influence of spiritual energy. It must be from some advanced martial arts.
However, Yue Mochen was not even afraid of Xia Houyue, so why was he afraid of this person? He didn't even have the urge to draw a sword. He just wanted to take this opportunity to hone his spiritual control. Since someone came to the door, it was naturally the best.
A powerful spiritual power came out of his body. Yue Mochen smiled coldly and said sternly: "Chang!"
The power of the spiritual thought immediately condensed into a seemingly invisible but extraordinary needle, and it rushed towards the middle-aged man hard.
The silent spiritual needle tip was like a sharp blade entering the water, easily piercing into the other party's forehead, reaching the sea of souls, and then burst out suddenly in between!
The attack of mental power is even more dangerous than the fighting of spiritual power. If you are not careful, it is likely to cause great sequelae.
The other party's body trembled suddenly, his eyes showing a dull look.
Logically speaking, with Yue Mochen's spiritual mind cultivation in the Rongtian Realm, he can at most subtle influence on the opponent's movements with his mental power, but the mental power that blesses the sword intent directly pierces into the opponent's soul sea, and explodes in it with the sharp edge of the sword intent, which is enough to be fatal.
Finally, the other party shortened and knelt on the yellow sand weakly. Then, blood flowed out of its seven holes and dripped on the golden fine sand. The difference in temperature made the yellow sofa make a "sizzling" sound.