Chapter 2048: Blood hand

There are not many alchemists in Vientiane City, and the most prestigious one is an alchemist named "Bloodhand Real Man".
Real Blood Hand is a fifth-rank alchemist who can refine a fifth-rank elixir and possesses a sixth-rank fairyland cultivation base. He is considered the first-class powerhouse in Vientiane City.
The alchemist is respected in the immortal realm and is sought after by many immortals. Coupled with the cultivation base of the blood-handed mortal, the sixth-grade fairyland, so immediately Li Xianfeng, the city lord who has the seventh-grade fairyland cultivation base, must give him three points.
Those few third-rank and fourth-rank alchemy refiners who came from the battle of Sendai came to this fairy house, where the real blood hand lived.
The fourth-rank fairyland alchemist who was killed by Fang Bai on the Battle of Immortal Platform before was a registered disciple of the real blood hand.
The named disciple is not a real disciple, but it depends on the master to beat the dog. If the alchemist is beheaded by Fang Bai, it is tantamount to losing the face of the real person.
Those few alchemy masters knew that the real blood hand was an immortal who was extremely short-guard, and the named disciple was beheaded, how could he give up? Then he ran over and prepared to confess in front of the real blood hand.
When they thought about it, Fang Bai was very powerful, but in front of the blood hand real person of the sixth-grade fairyland cultivation base, it was no different from the ant, as long as the blood hand real person was willing, he could easily pinch him to death.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing several alchemy masters walking towards the gate of their immortal mansion, two handsome fairies, only 16 or 7 years old, stopped their way and asked indifferently.
The real blood of the blood in the Vientiane City was the same for a while, even overwhelming the lord Li Xianfeng, so the two fairy boys who guarded the gate also looked arrogant, and when they asked, they had a condescending tone.
Several alchemy masters saw the appearance of the two gatekeepers. Although they were angry, they were not too good to offend them, saying, "We have something important and want to see the real blood hand."
"Our master is busy! Not seeing guests!"
A fairy boy refused coldly.
"We really have something important! If time is lost, you two fairies, I'm afraid you can't take responsibility!"
An alchemist said without a smile.
When the two fairies heard this, they couldn't help but murmured in their hearts. One of them frowned and said, "What do you think it is, I can report it to the master."
The alchemist sighed, and said with a sorrowful expression: "Princess Yang Xiong, the registered disciple of the real blood hand, was just killed by someone..."
"what?"
When the two fairy boys heard that the named disciple of the blood hand was beheaded, their expressions changed slightly, and they anxiously said: "What's the situation? Tell me carefully!"
The alchemist made a sharp face and said in a deep voice, "This matter, we can only talk about it after we meet the real bloodhand!"
In the eyes of that alchemist, these two fairy boys are just two watchdogs under the blood hand real man's sect. Although they and others, although their reputation and status are not as good as the blood hand real man, they are also famous alchemy refiners in Vientiane City. Teacher, the two fairies did not say they were polite, but treated each other with courtesy. Instead, they blocked themselves and others, which really made him very angry, and they were not so polite.
As soon as he was tough, the two immortal boys who were pretending to be guilty of foxes became guilty. One of them laughed and said, "Dare to ask the immortal's surname? I can also tell the master."
The two fairy boys are still young, and their usual mission is to guard the gate. Basically, they have never left the immortal mansion. In addition, a few alchemy masters rarely come to the immortal mansion of the blood hand, so they don’t know what they are. Several alchemy masters.
The alchemist's face was a little slow, and he reported his few names to the two fairy boys.
"Please wait!"
A fairy boy remembered the names of the few alchemists in front of him, turned around and entered the fairy house, and reported the matter to the real blood hand.
After dozens of breaths, the fairy boy hurriedly returned and said to several alchemy masters: "Please come with me to the Hall of Knowledge and Meet the Master!"
At the moment, the fairy boy led the way, and several alchemy masters followed closely to the Hall of Knowledge of the Immortal Mansion of the Blood Hand.
In the Hall of Zhike, a blood-handed real man dressed in red, holding a whisk in his hand, sat aloft, closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be refreshing.
"Master, here they are!"
The fairy boy seemed to be very afraid of the real blood hand, standing outside the hall of knowledge, with a cautious and nervous expression, reporting respectfully.
"Go ahead and let them in!"
An indifferent and low voice came from the mouth of the real self-blooded hand, and then his eyes slowly opened, sharp as a sword, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.
The several alchemy refiners who came to file a complaint walked into the Hall of Knowing the Guest in one file. Under the gaze of the real blood hand, they only felt an invisible power of immortality crushed over them, causing them to bend their waists involuntarily.
"See the real person!"
Faced with the blood-handed real people who are far superior to their own in terms of cultivation level and alchemy level, several alchemy masters dare not neglect, and at the same time hold their fists and bow in courtesy, with a respectful attitude.
The real bloodhand is more than a thousand years old, and he is known for his cruelty. He has killed countless powerful enemies and his hands are covered with the blood of immortals, which is why he is called "Bloodhand".
As for the real blood hand himself, he was also very satisfied with this title, and he had no intention of changing it, so he kept calling it down.
"Well……"
The gaze of the real blood hand swept across several alchemy refiners, and asked blankly: "Listen to my fairy boy, my named disciple Yang Xiong was beheaded by an immortal? Is this true?"
There are quite a few named disciples of Real Blood Hand, and Yang Xiong is a very talented one. Blood Hand really had a good impression of him. He was ready to test him for a while before he was accepted as an official disciple, but he was unexpectedly beheaded by other immortals. Really annoyed the blood hand.
The real person in the blood hand wanted to come, although he is not the master of this Vientiane City, even if he is the city master, he does not dare to provoke himself easily. What kind of immortal is he who ignores his existence and dares to openly kill his named disciple?
Such behavior is tantamount to a provocation to the real blood hand, how can he tolerate it?
"Return to the real person, this is true, we dare not lie! The little fairy named Fang Bai just arrived, unruly, deliberately belittle us, rob our business, disrupt the order of the trading market, it is really hateful... "
An alchemist cleared his throat, three points were true, seven points were false, and he added to the fact that Fang Bai had a conflict with himself and others and was about to fight in Sendai.
Finally, he said angrily: "Master Yang Xiong Yang Dan invited him to fight in Xiantai because he couldn't stand what Fang Bai did and did. He wanted to teach him some lessons, but he didn't expect to be attacked by that kid... Please real people ask for justice for Master Yang Dan!"
"A second-ranking alchemist in the fairyland actually killed Yang Xiong and other fourth-ranking wonderland powerhouses...Well, could it be that Xiaoxian can surpass two ranks to fight?"
Real Blood Hand touched his chin and said.
He licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes radiated a greedy light, like a fierce beast choosing to eat, hungry and thirsty, making the few alchemy refiners in front of him couldn't help shivering.