139: Chapter 139 What right do you have to judge me?

Almost at the same time, a mass of blood sped over from the direction of the Southern Territory, landing on a piece of bluestone nearby, and after wriggling slowly, a figure appeared.

And this person was none other than the Blood Corpse who had escaped from Xia Jin by relying on a Clone!

The moment the Blood Corpse caught sight of Xia Jin, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't help but retreat half a step, clearly harboring fear of Xia Jin.

"Hmm!? I didn't expect to see you here, you guy!!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Xia Jin suddenly laughed. Under the puzzled gazes of the Grey-robed Swordsman and Venerable Miaodi, Xia Jin walked straight toward the Blood Corpse. His Killing Intent grew denser with every step he took.

"Hey!! Do you still remember what this Prince said the last time we met?" Xia Jin raised his right hand and gestured at the other, seemingly gauging whether he could crush this guy's skull with a single slap.

Xia Jin's words filled the Blood Corpse's eyes with dread, and he even retreated half a step in vigilance.

A few days ago, he had witnessed Xia Jin unleash his full power in a fit of rage with his own eyes; he still remembered that punch to this day.

Seeing that the Blood Corpse did not answer his question, Xia Jin seemed somewhat disappointed. He shook his head: "It seems you have forgotten what this Prince said! Very well, this Prince will say it again!! Listen well, what this Prince said was, the next time I see you, I will beat you to a cripple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished from where he stood.

Almost at the same time, the Blood Corpse felt an incredibly astonishing Killing Intent locking onto him. With years of experience, he didn't even have time to think; he crossed his arms in front of him, and the thick blood-red light instantly turned into several layers of shields to block his front!

"A bit interesting, it seems you are ready to take a beating!! However, do you know that everything you are doing now is useless under this Prince's fist." Xia Jin looked at the Blood Corpse's actions with a cold laugh, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

One punch, he only threw one punch.

But it was precisely this punch that would soon let the Blood Corpse know that all the defenses he had just set up were like paper in front of Xia Jin.

A blurred fist instantly pierced through all the blood-red light, appearing in front of the Blood Corpse's chest.

On Xia Jin's right fist, white flames and wild purple lightning were in Fusion, slamming solidly onto the Blood Corpse's crossed arms.

Crack!

A teeth-grinding sound of bones breaking rang out; the Blood Corpse's arms and a small half of his chest turned into powder the moment they made contact!

His whole body was like being hit head-on by a Vicious Beast, turning into a streak of blood as he flew backward. His speed was so fast that he pulled out a piercing sonic boom in the air!

That wasn't all. After Xia Jin sent the Blood Corpse flying with that punch, the force of the punch did not diminish, and the aftermath grazed another towering mountain peak in the distance.

Under the shocked eyes of the Grey-robed Swordsman and Venerable Miaodi, the top of that mountain peak actually melted directly!

Dead silence.

On the mountaintop, only the whistling of the wind that blew from time to time remained.

The long sword wrapped in rags in the Grey-robed Swordsman's arms seemed to sense its master's mood at this moment, emitting a hum from behind the scabbard.

And the movement of Venerable Miaodi twisting his Buddhist beads also stopped in an instant.

The two of them couldn't help but look at each other, seeing shock and solemnity in each other's eyes.

The power displayed in that sudden punch just now by Xia Jin was absolutely enough to threaten the two of them!

This person's strength, based on just that one punch, was definitely not weaker than the two of them.

Without needing words, this person, Xia Jin, had already been deeply noted by them.

And Xia Jin, who had sent the Blood Corpse flying with one punch, was also slowly retracting his fist at this moment.

He turned around, a smile hanging on his face again, and nodded at the Grey-robed Swordsman and Venerable Miaodi.

"The two of you, don't mind it! This Prince just doesn't like the look of this person, so I just gave him a little lesson."

However, this smile fell into the eyes of the two, making their eyelids twitch involuntarily.

This guy... changes his face faster than turning a book. It seems one must be very careful in the future, don't offend this guy. Otherwise, if you get held a grudge against by him, sooner or later you will be bitten by him.

Somewhere unknown distance away from Xia Jin.

The Blood Corpse, who had been smashed into a pile of rubble, roared at this moment.

He crushed a huge rock beside his hand and stood up unsteadily. At this moment, half of his body had disappeared, and the wound was scorched black.

But after only a few breaths, the flesh at his wound began to wriggle violently, and grains of granulation buds emerged from the wound, rapidly growing and repairing, and in a few breaths, he had restored his human form again.

But only he himself knew clearly that although his Physical Body looked as good as new, and one could not even see any traces of injury, his aura was significantly weaker than before.

Repairing such a serious injury consumed quite a bit of his Origin power again.

"Bas...tard... You just wait for me!!" The Blood Corpse stared fixedly at the direction of the stone gate in the distance, his face becoming extremely gloomy, "I have remembered the grudge of this time!! Even if you are strong, when this seat recovers to full strength... I will let you know my power!"

However, no matter how fierce the Blood Corpse's threats were, he dared not approach the area where the stone gate was located again.

The power of Xia Jin's punch just now completely exceeded the limit of his Physical Body to bear; if he were to provoke him again, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as just a serious injury.

Even if he could constantly Rebirth from severed limbs, there was a limit to that. If he were to take a few more punches from Xia Jin, I'm afraid he would really be completely shattered in spirit and fall into a deep slumber again.

He glanced resentfully one last time, his figure turned into a streak of blood light, and disappeared directly.

On the mountaintop, because of Xia Jin's move just now, for a while, the atmosphere between the three was somewhat strange.

However, this would not last long.

Because that huge stone gate had already fully opened.

A woman with a white veil over her face walked out slowly from behind the gate.

She revealed a pair of cold eyes, her gaze sweeping calmly over the three people remaining on the mountaintop.

Immediately, a trace of disappointment and dissatisfaction seemed to flash across her face,

"I didn't expect that this time in the Dongxuan Continent, only the three of you arrived? It seems it really is getting worse with each generation."

And the words of this woman directly aroused Xia Jin's dissatisfaction.

The Grey-robed Swordsman and Venerable Miaodi were one thing; the two of them, one spent years refining his heart on an isolated island overseas, and the other had sat withered in a Buddhist pagoda for a thousand years.

The condescending words of this woman could not affect them at all.

But Xia Jin was different.

Since coming to this world, when had he ever been treated with such a disrespectful tone? Even if the other party might be that so-called "Divine Temple Envoy", in his eyes, he would not look up to her one bit.

He walked directly to the woman with the white veil on her face, looking down at her pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

"You, what qualifications do you have to judge this Prince?"