Chapter Seventy-Five: Tang Yu's End

Tang Yu is on the run.

He was trying his best to escape.

He was badly wounded.

Blood continued to spill from his mouth and nose, and there were dripping drops of blood on his way to escape.

Lei Potian's full slap is not something that anyone can bear.

Tang Yu naturally couldn't either.

But he didn't die, and even had the strength to curl up on the ground and pretend to be immobile, waiting for the best time to escape in one fell swoop.

This is not because of his profound internal strength, nor is it because he has any talent, it is completely because of this "** little Tsing Yi" on his body.

"**Little Tsing Yi" is made by Mrs. Tang herself, known as one of the two treasures of the Tang Sect, not only can resist all kinds of hidden weapons, invulnerable, and even unload part of the attack of the inner power.

Twenty years ago in the Huashan Secret Cave, Tang Yu got this "** little Tsing Yi", he has been studying it.

At that time, he took this one from Tang Ao's headless corpse, and only the so-called elite children of Tang Ao's direct line like Tang Ao were qualified to wear the "** little green clothes" made by the old lady herself.

Unexpectedly, this "** little Tsing Yi" failed to save Tang Ao's head, but inadvertently saved his life twenty years later.

Tang Yu felt very ironic in her heart, if Mrs. Tang knew that this thing she made herself had saved the life of a traitor, I don't know what kind of expression she would have?

Thinking of the old lady's crying and laughing expression, Tang Yu suddenly felt very happy.

As long as he could make the dead old woman feel uncomfortable, he would feel very happy, even if he was seriously injured, even if the pain in his heart from his internal organs at the moment made his escape slower and slower.

Finally, he stopped in a wooded area on the outskirts of Hangzhou.

After escaping so far, he should have gotten out of the Lei family's control.

Besides, Lei Potian was still busy with his own big plan at this time, so he didn't have time to deal with himself as a waste person who was already certain to die in his eyes.

Tang Yu sat down under a tree with some difficulty, panting heavily.

He needs a break now.

Not only because of his physical injuries, but also because of the pain in his heart.

Lei Potian, who he had always trusted, actually deceived himself, he used himself, and he also deliberately attacked to get rid of himself.

In fact, he never thought of helping himself break the current unfair rules and regulations, and to establish a truly fair and equal Tang Gate, an equal Lei family, and an equal world.

He has never really identified with the dream in his heart, everything is just him acting.

But why did he believe him so easily in the first place? Tang Yu thought with some annoyance.

The pain from his body reminded him, he wiped the blood that was still overflowing from the corner of his mouth, reached out and pulled off the "** Little Tsing Yi" he was wearing, and couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

This intimate jacket, which is invulnerable and can resist the attack of the inner family, has been torn apart by the palm of Lei Potian, and the tattered rags are hung on the back, and the whole jacket is pulled down with a single stroke.

Old Lady Tang is such a genius figure, and the talisman armor that she has carefully made is so vulnerable in front of Lei Potian's palm power, this Lei Potian's martial arts really makes people feel smacked.

Although he was lucky enough to save a life, the injury was really serious, and he had to find a place to hide and recuperate.

But where can you go?" Tang Yu frowned.

Now he is a traitor to the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, and he will never dare to stay in the Tang Sect's sphere of influence.

As one of the three hall masters of the Tang Sect, he naturally knows the methods of the Tang Sect to deal with traitors, not to mention that he also directly or indirectly killed Tang Ying and Tang Li, and the Tang family has formed an incomprehensible blood feud, and the old lady Tang is bound to mobilize all the forces at her disposal, dig three feet into the ground, and search the world to search for his whereabouts.

And what about the Lei family?

Regardless of whether Lei Potian's plan tonight is successful or not, and whether the Great Thunder Gate will rise again, he will regard himself as a thorn in the flesh in his side, and he will want to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Therefore, the people of the Lei family will definitely spare no effort to hunt down and kill themselves, and this area in the south of the Yangtze River is the territory of the Lei family, so they can't stay for a long time, so they must leave quickly.

The other large and small sects on the rivers and lakes are either attached to the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, or closely follow the Great Thunder Sect, so they are all unreliable.

There is also a person, who has hands and eyes to the sky, power

What about the mighty Prince Xuanyuan? Will he take him in?

Tang Yu shook his head.

As a subordinate of Xuanyuan Gongzi, the Ten Palaces Yama Luo only obeys the orders of Xuanyuan Gongzi, and they need to wear masks when they meet each other, and they naturally don't know their respective identities at all, and it is strictly forbidden to communicate with each other in private.

Now he not only had private contacts with Lei Potian, who was also one of the Ten Palaces of Yama, but even conspired against the Tang Sect behind Xuanyuan's back, which undoubtedly seriously violated Xuanyuan's ban.

At this time, if he finds the door, with the ruthless style of Xuanyuan Gongzi, I am afraid that he will immediately use it to establish his authority and set an example, isn't this looking for death?

What's more, Xuanyuan Gongzi's identity is mysterious, and he has always been the only one to contact his subordinates, and no one knows how to find him, so what can he do?

At this time, Tang Yu suddenly felt a sad feeling in his heart, before tonight, he was still one of the three hall masters of the Tang Gate in the dignified Shu, and he was also the equal king among the ten halls of Yama, what a scenery, what an indispensable!

Unexpectedly, in just one short night, he fell to the point of facing the joint pursuit of many forces such as the Tang Gate, the Great Thunder Gate, and even the Xuanyuan Gongzi, and the world is so big that there is almost no place for itself, it is really ironic!

Tang Yu couldn't help but start trembling at this moment, like a lost old dog, walking alone in the wind and rain, cold and hungry but homeless.

A cool breeze blew through the trees, the leaves shook and rustled, but the trembling on Tang Yu's body suddenly stopped.

He felt a breath, a murderous aura!

He stood up, stood up straight, turned his head to look at the dark woods vigilantly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

The dead leaves of autumn fell all over the ground in the woods, and in the wind, some of the dead leaves were rolled up, and they turned weakly with the wind, which seemed to be indescribably depressed.

Among the flying dead leaves, a gray figure slowly paced out from behind the tree and stood in front of Tang Yu.

He was wearing a bamboo hat, a gray coat, and a long package wrapped in cloth on his back, without saying a word, he just stood quietly in front of Tang Yu, like a ghost.

Tang Yu didn't think that this gray-clothed man was a ghost, he could clearly feel the slightest chill and murderous aura emanating from the other party!

He tensed his body, stood up straight, trying not to let the other party see that he was seriously injured, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

The man in gray did not answer, and still stood motionless.

Who is this? Is this the killer of the Tang Sect? Or is it the chasing soldier arranged by Lei Potian?

Impossible!" Tang Yu shook his head.

The two of them are now very busy, where do they have spare time to deal with themselves? Not to mention that the news of their betrayal will not spread so quickly, even if they want to hunt down and kill themselves, it is impossible to be so fast.

So who is he?

Gray clothes, long wraps?

Tang Yu frowned, and suddenly he remembered someone in his heart, and couldn't help blurting out: "It's you?"

The man in gray moved.

He took off the bamboo hat from his head, revealing a face that was a little young and immature, but now this face was full of hatred.

He nodded, and said in a cold voice, "You guessed it, it's me." ”

The murderous aura in his voice shuddered at the old man.

Tang Yu felt relieved at this moment, the person who came was neither the Tang Sect nor the killer of the Lei family.

Both of these families know themselves too well and know their depths, so the killer they sent must be a top master, an extremely difficult character to deal with.

But now what he was looking at was just a young man who looked a little immature, and Tang Yu's heart was a little settled.

He stared at this young face, and his voice revealed a bit of relaxation: "You are the gray-clothed man who was rumored before?"

Hearing his words, the gray-clothed man's eyebrows suddenly rose sharply, his eyes spurted with anger, and he said word by word: "My name is Tang Qiu!"

Looking at the angry Tang Qiu in front of him, Tang Yu's heart was proud.

It's still too immature!

Provoked to anger and loss of calm by his own words so easily, this young man is too inexperienced in dealing with the enemy.

When the masters are dueling, they often lose their cool heads and judgments, which means that they lose their lives.

Tang Yu was proud in his heart, but his face didn't show it at all, and he still used that relaxed tone

He asked unhurriedly: "Tang Qiu, it sounds scary, who do you have a grudge with?"

The anger in Tang Qiu's eyes seemed to be irrepressible, and he said hatefully: "With you, with all the Ten Hall Yamas who participated in the killing of my father back then, and the turtle-like Xuanyuan Gongzi behind you, the hatred between us is incompatible!"

Tang Yu snorted, his tone was really not small!

With such an immature face and such an age, how capable can he be? He even dared to boast that he was facing the Ten Palaces Yama, and the Xuanyuan Gongzi behind him?

He felt a burst of amusement.

But when his eyes swept over the cloth package on Tang Qiu's back, his mind suddenly flashed the death of Donghai Yu, one of the Ten Hall Yamas he had heard of.

Who is a fisherman in the East China Sea and what his martial arts are, Tang Yu naturally knows in his heart.

But he died, and I heard that the death was still very miserable, could it be because of the contents of this package?

Tang Yu stared coldly at the cloth package, and suddenly asked, "This is, Tang Lei?"

The anger in Tang Qiu's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his eyes looking at Tang Yu were very empty, without emotion, just like looking at a corpse.

As soon as he reached out and took off the long package on his back, he began to untie the cloth wrapped layer by layer, and said emotionlessly: "That's right, this is the Tang Lei left by my father, and he wants to use this to recover the blood debt from you one by one!"

Tang Yu knew that now was the best time for him.

Taking advantage of this kid's work to unwrap the cloth package, as long as he makes the first move and does not let the other party open the package, he has a great chance of winning.

How high can such a stinky boy be? Even though he was seriously injured at the moment, he had absolute confidence that he could restrain this stinky boy within ten moves.

But he didn't choose to do that.

He just watched with wide eyes as Tang Qiu slowly unwrapped the package.

He was curious.

This legendary Tang Lei, which was jointly developed by the elites of the Tang Sect and the Lei family for two years without success, is this powerful weapon that has always been shrouded in a veil of mystery, what is it?

He couldn't help but want to take a look.

What's more, he has always believed that no matter how powerful a weapon is, it depends on who is using it.

Facing the young stinky boy in front of him, he has the confidence to win.

The wrapped cloth was uncovered layer by layer, and this mysterious Tang Lei finally revealed his true face!

Tang Yu was stunned for a moment, and even felt a little disappointed, it was just a black metal round pipe.

There is something at the end of the pipe, which should be the mechanism that triggers it, and the whole iron pipe looks plain, and even the workmanship is very rough.

Tang Yu smiled secretly in his heart, no matter what kind of hidden weapon was launched from this iron pipe, he had an invulnerable "** little Tsing Yi" who specialized in restraining all kinds of hidden weapons.

One of the twin treasures of the Tang Sect is truly worthy of its reputation, and it just relied on it to save his life.

Tang Yu couldn't help but reach out and touch his chest, but unexpectedly touched it.

He was stunned for a moment and then remembered that he had just taken off the broken "** Little Tsing Yi" and put it under the tree on the side.

His heart tightened, and he secretly screamed "not good", and immediately made a gesture to rush towards Tang Qiu.

He must strike first, and must not give the opponent the opportunity to send out a hidden weapon.

When he looked up, he saw that Tang Qiu was already holding the black iron pipe in both hands, and the mouth of the black hole was already aimed at him.

Tang Qiu looked at him with no emotion in his eyes, it was so empty, those nothingness, from there, Tang Yu felt a shuddering thing, like death!

He yelled and pounced.

At the same time, the black iron pipe in Tang Qiu's hand made a loud noise, spewing out a burning fireball!

So, Tang Yu died.

Two days later, Tangjiabao.

A piece of paper was sent to Mrs. Tang's hand.

The bulletin reads:

On the night of August 14, Tang Li died in the Jiangnan branch of Tangmen.

The cause of death was killed by Tang Yu's secret weapon.

On the same night, Tang Yu died on the outskirts of Hangzhou.

The cause of death was killed by a mysterious weapon, his chest was pierced, and his body was burned like charcoal, which was suspected to be Tang Lei.

Mrs. Tang held the bulletin several times with trembling hands, and suddenly angrily tore it to pieces and threw it out.

The pieces of white fragments, like white butterflies, fluttered in the air and slowly fell.