Huangpu Invincible is a symbol of the Great Wei Wulin.

When he was young, he was a dazzling martial arts genius, fighting with swords and rivers and lakes, and he was heroic. When he was middle-aged, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of leading the sect, and single-handedly helped the Wanliu Sect return to the ranks of the upper three sects and became a hero within the sect. He has the experience of being defeated by Lei Zhenting and Chen Dong in his life, and he also has the stain of covering up his bastard brother, but no matter what, he is an idol in the minds of a generation, a real martial arts legend!

However, people will eventually grow old, no matter how strong the exercises and moves are, they can't resist the erosion of the years, when every swing of the sword becomes heavy, when every luck becomes sluggish, when the entire lung Yin meridian becomes painful, Huangpu Invincible knows that the era that belongs to him is gone, and Wanliuzong will also have a new crisis with his aging.

Everything rises and falls, and no one can escape this law. The challenge of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion to the Wanliu Sect is inevitable, even if it is not successful this time, there will be Tianxue Pavilion, Tianfeng Pavilion, and Tianyu Pavilion in the future... These various sects will come to challenge, and one of them will eventually take them off the altar and become the new ruler of the martial arts.

For this point, Huangpu Invincible is very clear in his heart.

But this old man is still stubborn, he can tolerate the death of someone in Wanliu Sect, he can tolerate the destruction of his family, and he can even tolerate the betrayal of the people around him, but there is one thing he can't accept, that is, in his lifetime, he watched Wanliu Sect being driven down from the position of the upper three gates. Because this is the honor he has created, this is the most dazzling moment of his life. No one, no sect, can take it all from his hands.

No one can do it!!

The person who has this obsession is very sad, because he wants to use every new beginning in his future life to protect the glory that has become a thing of the past. But in the same way, such a person is also terrible, and this obsession can bring out all the potential of his life, to protect everything he thinks is worth protecting.

In the last hand of the confrontation, Hong Dazhui was less obsessed, but more distractions that should not be there, so he lost.

To lose is to die!

When the red bald head rose to the sky, everyone was surprisingly quiet, as if something unknown in the air had shocked everyone's hearts, until the head hit the ground and rolled a few times, and no one let out the scream of hindsight.

Wanliuzong, Huangpu is invincible.

This name, this symbol, at this moment is deeply engraved in everyone's heart, maybe decades later, in this unknown small teahouse, there will still be people talking about today's things, talking about this stubborn and powerful old man with relish.

"Ahem. . . Cough.. Cough.!!! ”

The old man braced his near-fallen body with his sword, and after a violent cough, he raised his head. His eyes are still sharp, his expression is still majestic, but the color of his face and the blood on the corners of his mouth can't lie, he is injured, and the injury is extremely serious, it has exceeded the limit that an old man of this age can bear, but he is still standing so tenacious, trying to straighten his waist, and said in a slow but powerful voice: "If anyone still wants to challenge Wanliu Sect, I Huangpu is invincible and will accompany him to the end!" ”

Such a short sentence was full of shocking momentum, and no one in the audience dared to respond.

"Whampoa is invincible... Huangpu Lao'er, you, you... Is... Not far away, Lei Zhenting, as an old opponent, couldn't help but sigh, this old guy who is also an enemy and a friend, and has dealt with him all his life, still shows his strong side at this moment, and would rather die standing than kneeling.

"If there is no sect to challenge the Wanliu Sect again, then the martial arts conference will end here."

The city lord of Baiyun saw that the old man was holding on, and at the same time he was impressed by the old man's hard spirit, not to mention the invincible character of Huangpu, just from what he did today, his heart was convinced. Therefore, for the next challenge, he did not do too much mobilization and calling, but just wanted to go through the process step by step. Still, there was one voice that was least willing to hear.

"Slow down, don't worry, the city lord is not in a hurry, the Heiqing Gang is not talented, and he is willing to learn the tricks of the Huangpu Sect Master!"

Under the stage, a middle-aged man with long hair and two wisps of green beard at the corner of his mouth jumped up from the position where the six major factions were located, and what he held in his hand was the tiger bite of the top ten famous swords, this person showed a sinister smile, glanced at Huangpu Invincible, and then looked at the Baiyun City Lord, bowed slightly and said: "City Lord, according to the rules of the martial arts conference, there is still a sect that can challenge the three sects, although Ma knows that his strength is limited, but it coincides with this rare opportunity, and he is willing to ask Wanliu Sect and Huangpu Sect Master for advice, and hope to be fulfilled." ”

Who else can come to power except Ma Yi of the Black Qing Gang. This guy has been watching below for a long time, on the one hand, he is looking forward to being able to severely damage the Wanliu Sect and complete the task assigned by his new master, the Saibei League, on the other hand, he is afraid that Huangpu will die in the hands of Hong Da Hammer, and he will cheapen the Tianlei Pavilion. The Northern League doesn't care who occupies the top three seats in the end, they just want the result. And he relied on the advantage of earlier contact with the Northern Alliance, forcing Tianlei Pavilion and Hong Dazhui to be pawns, if this time it was self-defeating, it would really be too late to cry.

Fortunately, the best result was presented in front of him: Hong Dazhui died, Huangpu Invincible was seriously injured, and Wanliu Sect was unavailable! This kind of opportunity is definitely a rare opportunity in ten thousand years, so before the Baiyun City Lord finished speaking, he hurriedly jumped out, although he tried his best to hide it, but the villain's triumphant face when he spoke was still clearly displayed.

His words naturally aroused the criticism of the surrounding martial arts people, and everyone naturally disdained this kind of behavior of taking advantage of the fire to rob. This is not to say how high the status of Wanliu Sect is in everyone's minds, but because for orthodox martial arts people, the competition of open swords and guns, and hard power is the demeanor that a major sect should have. Now that Wanliuzong has suffered a heavy blow, Huangpu Invincible has now become like this, and the people who can defeat him are definitely not the only ones in the Heiqing Gang, but everyone did not rush to the top, just because of the bottom line of being a martial arts person, Ma Yi's approach at this time will inevitably make people feel disgraceful.

"Lord City Lord, I haven't broken the rules, I have already said before, there are two challenge places among the six major factions, Tianlei Pavilion can do it, and our Black Qing Gang can naturally do it, I don't know why the City Lord is reluctant to agree."

The attitude of the people in the audience Ma Yi was very clear in his heart, but he didn't care: "What are you kidding, this is a martial arts conference, this is a place to sympathize with the weak, even if I don't go on, naturally other people will come out." What's more, the boss of my Black Gang is now the Northern Alliance, and I will die if I don't complete the task. ”

With such an idea in his heart, the pressure on the palace of the Baiyun City Lord will be more rapid, no matter what, "reason" is on his side, and the rules are also determined before the martial arts conference starts, and no one can stop him at this point.

The White Cloud City Lord looked at him deeply, nodded helplessly, and just wanted to open his mouth, but was interrupted by another voice below.

"City Lord, I'm sorry, we want to have fun with the Sky Bombing Gang."