I just want to rob you of your luck

After all, there is a huge gap between Lin Jiuer and the Great Elder in realm. Plus, the Great Elder has been practicing for many years and has a solid foundation, so naturally, Lin Jiuer cannot contend with him.

It's just that Lin Jiuer was extremely talented, and with the help of the Hundred Flowers Sword, she managed to fight with the Great Elder for dozens of rounds.

But the further she went, the more difficult it became, and she felt she could not hold on any longer.

When Hua Qingluo arrived, she saw the thrilling scene. The Great Elder stabbed his sword directly towards Lin Jiuer's heart. The sword was so sharp that it was about to pierce her heart. Xiaohua flew over to block it.

The sword tip deflected and pierced Lin Jiuer's shoulder fiercely. Lin Jiuer fell down in pain.

"Jiu'er!"

Hua Qingluo was still a step too late. Feelings of heartache and resentment filled his mind. He instantly ran to Lin Jiuer and caught her in his arms.

He also took out the dragon scale halberd from his storage ring and threw it directly at the great elder.

The Great Elder was feeling very proud, but suddenly he saw a golden weapon piercing his chest.

As soon as he saw what it was, he fell to the ground and died.

At this moment, the whole place was filled with exclamations and screams.

Some elders and sect leaders of the sect recognized the person who suddenly appeared.

"Isn't that Hua Qingluo, the master of Hehuan Valley?"

"Yeah, I met him once ten years ago, and he hasn't changed at all, he's still as charming as ever."

"Don't talk nonsense. Didn't you see that he just stabbed the Great Elder of the Spiritual Sword Sect to death? He was a cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm."

"Hush, have you forgotten how he dealt with the immortal sect that bullied the disciples of Hehuan Valley?"

Now no one dared to speak carelessly. It was also a great competition among immortal sects that year. Someone took advantage of his power to bully others and secretly beat a disciple of Hehuan Valley to death.

Hua Qingluo rushed directly to the immortal sect and wiped out the entire sect overnight. From then on, the outside world only dared to discuss it secretly, but no one dared to bully the people of Hehuan Valley.

After all, most of the elders here are only in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and there are few who are more powerful than the chief elder.

Lin Jiuer snuggled in Hua Qingluo's arms, the faint scent of ylang-ylang lingering around her nose, her eyes a little dazed and a little incredulous.

"Master, why are you here?"

"If the master doesn't come soon, you will be bullied to death!"

As soon as he arrived, he saw that several disciples in the stands were also injured. It seemed that he had not been out for many years and the outside world seemed to have forgotten about his strength.

"Master, you just stabbed the Great Elder to death with your halberd. That was so cool."

Hua Qingluo was just about to lose her temper and make a scene in Lingjian Sect, but was suddenly praised by Lin Jiuer, and her ears instantly turned red.

This was the first time Jiuer praised him like this.

"Jiu'er, stop making trouble. Go to your senior brother's place to rest. I'll take care of the rest."

Hua Qingluo directly sent Lin Jiuer to several disciples. He just released some of his pressure slightly, and those who were fighting and making trouble around them fainted.

"Take good care of Jiu'er. I'm going to meet the old man from the Spirit Sword Sect."

"Yes, Master." Yun Chen was very excited. His master finally came out to support them.

Lin Jiuer was placed on the seat and said reluctantly, "Master, please come back soon."

Hua Qingluo felt Lin Jiuer's dependence and was in a good mood. He looked at Lin Jiuer deeply and said, "Don't worry, I will be back soon."

He turned around and flew directly to the top of the arena, shouting with his inner strength, "You old bastard Jian Wuya from the Spiritual Sword Sect, come out here!"

The sound had extremely strong penetrating power and instantly spread throughout the Lingjian Sect, and naturally also reached a secret retreat place in the Lingjian Sect.

Jian Wuya's cultivation was at the late stage of fusion and he was striving for the great perfection of fusion. Suddenly he heard this voice and his cultivation was interrupted.

He recognized the voice of the person coming and felt helpless. Why did this evil spirit come to Lingjian Sect? Aren't there a few elders in charge outside?

When the elders of the Lingjian Sect saw Hua Qingluo stabbed the chief elder to death with a single blow of her halberd, they dared not say a word and hid themselves in fear of upsetting Hua Qingluo.

Jian Wuya had no choice but to leave his retreat and fly to the competition square in front.

"Friend Hua, do you have something to ask Jian?"

Hua Qingluo saw Jian Wuya and sneered, "What are you doing hiding in the back, old man? My disciple came to participate in the Immortal Sect Competition, but was beaten severely by the elders of your Spirit Sword Sect. You must give me an explanation for this matter."

Lin Jiuer had just drunk a porcelain bottle of spiritual spring water, and the wound was recovering visibly. Hearing Hua Qingluo's words, she spat out a mouthful of spiritual spring water and asked, "Master, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me later, the wound would have healed."

She quickly pretended to be seriously injured and leaned back in the chair.

Jian Wuya also saw the two people lying in the middle of the venue, one was the great elder and the other was a female disciple. His face darkened slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, since you have already dealt with this matter and the Great Elder has paid a price for it, why not just let it go?"

Jian Wuya is considered one of the most powerful people in the world of immortal cultivation, but up to now he still cannot see Hua Qingluo's cultivation level.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to compromise so much. It would be best if the matter could be resolved peacefully.

At this time, Mu Baiting hurriedly flew to Jian Wuya and told him what had happened in a low voice.

After hearing about what happened between the Great Elder and Lin Qianqian, Jian Wuya was extremely angry.

I didn't expect this old guy to play so much in private! No wonder he only likes to recruit young and beautiful female disciples.

It’s better for such people to die, otherwise they will cause trouble to the Lingjian Sect sooner or later.

Thinking of this, his expression eased a little: "Fellow Daoist Hua, this matter is indeed the fault of our Spirit Sword Sect's Great Elder.

The disciple from Hehuan Valley won the first place in the Immortal Competition this time. He was originally rewarded with a high-level spiritual weapon, five bottles of high-quality elixirs and ten thousand high-quality spirit stones.

How about I compensate her with another expensive spiritual weapon and 10,000 high-quality spiritual stones on behalf of the Spirit Sword Sect?"

"It's not enough. At least give me two more high-priced spiritual weapons, five bottles of high-quality elixirs, and 20,000 high-quality spiritual stones."

Hua Qingluo opened her mouth directly and made a huge request.

Jian Wuya was a little annoyed. The fact that he, the leader of the First Immortal Sect, was speaking humbly here was already giving face to Hehuan Valley.

Hua Qingluo is so ungrateful.

He released the pressure of a powerful person in the fusion stage, hoping to make Hua Qingluo give up.

Hua Qingluo's smiling peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her pupils gradually turned cold. Jian Wuya suddenly smelled the fragrance of ylang-ylang flowers.

By the time he came to his senses, he felt hot all over and just wanted to find ten or eight women to fight with for five hundred rounds.

"Hua Qingluo, you! Hurry up and bring the antidote!"

He still had a shred of rationality left in him, and he didn't want to embarrass himself in public.

"My conditions, old man, look at them..."

"I promise you, give me the antidote!"

"Sorry, there is no antidote! Bring the things here, I will take my disciple back now!"

Jian Wuya was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead and some parts of his body were also throbbing. He instructed the second elder of the Lingjian Sect to arrange the prizes, and then fled.

The second elder did not dare to delay and directly gave Hua Qingluo two high-priced spiritual weapons, ten bottles of top-grade elixirs, and twenty thousand taels of top-grade spiritual stones.

He also wanted to get rid of this plague god as soon as possible. Even the sect leader had been infected. Who here could control him?

Hua Qingluo received the reward and turned around happily, and saw Lin Jiuer, feeling very comfortable being the center of attention.

His peach blossom eyes flickered with a faint light. It seemed that this little girl deserved to be punished.

At this time, beside Lin Jiuer, Lin Chu greeted her with concern. On the other side, Ren Qingye also had a distressed look on his face, with admiration in his eyes. Several senior brothers were squeezed out.

In addition, the two silly birds, Fugui and Jixiang, also came in front of him with a flattering look. The Immortal Lord treats this little girl specially. In case she becomes the Immortal Lord’s wife in the future, they must have a good relationship with her!