Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 806
There are fewer and fewer rebels, and Ouyang Shaoling knew that the situation was not good, and fought against Ouyang Shaoxian, retreating to one side without leaving a trace...

Ouyang Shaoling's martial arts is slightly inferior to Ouyang Shaoxian's. At the beginning of the contest, the two were full of energy, and they were evenly matched. Gradually, as time passed, Ouyang Shaoxian's advantages came to the fore. Faster and faster. In comparison, Ouyang Shaoling's strength and speed are slower.

Accidentally, Ouyang Shaoling's speed of closing his moves was slow, and Ouyang Shaoxian knocked down the weapon in his hand.

"Ouyang Shaoxian, you can't beat me!" Ouyang Shaoling sneered, and suddenly stretched out his hand and tore off the coat on his body, flipping his wrist lightly, the coat rolled into a cloth sword, and attacked Ouyang Shaoxian viciously .

Ouyang Shaoxian was not in a hurry, the soft sword in his hand was like a group of wandering dragons, flying up and down, shuttling back and forth around the cloth sword: "Shut up!" The cloth sword was cut into pieces and spun in mid-air, Flying, slowly falling to the ground.

The rags were flying all over the sky, covering people's sight, and the corner of Ouyang Shaoling's mouth slightly raised a scheming smile, taking advantage of the chaos and flying forward.

Ouyang Shaoxian realized that he had been fooled, and waved his palm, and the strong wind shook the sky full of debris, chasing after Ouyang Shaoling: "Ouyang Shaoling, stop and run away, you are a despicable villain, what kind of gentleman!"

"Ouyang Shaoxian, whether he is a villain or a gentleman, whoever wins is entitled to control the fate of Qing Song!" Ouyang Shaoling's tone was cold and firm, he wanted to win, he must win!
Ouyang Shaoling ran, and Ouyang Shaoxian chased after them. The speed of the two was extremely fast, leaving the officers, soldiers and guards far behind. The distance was getting closer and closer, a sneer slightly lifted from the corner of his mouth, and the green feather soft sword in his hand stabbed fiercely at Ouyang Shaoling.

The bad wind came from behind, Ouyang Shaoling knew something was wrong, he turned around and landed firmly on the ground, sneered: "I never thought that Ouyang Shaoxian, the dignified son of King Xuan of Chu, the gentleman in the eyes of the common people, would sneak up on people!"

Ouyang Shaoxian gracefully floated to the ground: "Who said just now that no matter whether a gentleman or a villain, as long as there is one result, he wins!" Ouyang Shaoling can win by any means, why can't Ouyang Shaoxian, let alone, against Ouyang Shaoling? For a despicable villain like Ling, he doesn't need a gentleman.

"Unfortunately, you can't beat me!" Ouyang Shaoling's sharp eyes had a strange light, and he waved his big hand lightly. A large number of men in black rushed out from the originally empty surroundings, and surrounded Ouyang Shaoxian heavily!

"Ouyang Shaoxian, I didn't expect it. I lured you here on purpose. My dark guards are 72 Disha, and these are 36 Tiangang who are even more powerful than them!" Ouyang Shaoling's cold eyes flashed Proud: "Everyone here is mine, today, you will definitely die!"

Ouyang Shaoxian's eyes were dignified, and his sharp eyes swept across everyone present, and finally fell on Ouyang Shaoling: "I never thought that the rebels would really be willing to spend their money. In order to deal with me, they even used the most secret 36 Tiangang Yes, but if you have hidden guards, so do I!"

After the words fell, dozens of dark guards dressed in black appeared beside Ouyang Shaoxian, holding long swords, their gazes were chilling, and the direction pointed by the tip of the sword was 36 Tiangang.

Ouyang Shaoling sneered, disapproving: "36 Tiangang is not an ordinary dark guard, your dark guards are definitely their opponents!" Ouyang Shaoxian, today is his death day.

"Even if my hidden guards can't beat your 36 Tiangang, it is definitely possible for me to break out of here alone!"

Ouyang Shaoling seemed to have heard a big joke, and his eyes were full of disdain: "36 Tiangang who can't kill me, how do you escape..."

"It's very simple!" Ouyang Shaoxian took off the crown and the purple dress. Underneath was a black dress, which was exactly the same as that worn by the dark guards. Backwards, covering most of his handsome face, leaving only a pair of eyes as deep as a pool, his figure flashed, and his slender figure was mixed with the hidden guards, and it was hard to tell which one was Ouyang Shaoxian.

"Ouyang Shaoling, now, do you still know which one is me?" The cold voice was full of sarcasm. Ouyang Shaoling had Zhang Liang's plan to lure him into an ambush. He also had a wall ladder and escaped successfully.

Ouyang Shaoling was furious, and commanded sharply: "Kill them, leave no one behind!"

36 Tiangang swarmed up and fought with Ouyang Shaoxian's hidden guards, and the sound of fierce weapon handover sounded. In this quiet open space, it was extremely clear, with blood spattering. Spreading quickly in the air...

In a ruined temple not far from the capital, an elderly woman was walking back and forth anxiously, what's going on?How come no one came after such a long time?
Before Ouyang Shaoling entered the palace, he had already arranged all the masters of the Beijun palace. The princess of Beijun and Nangong Xueqing left during the ceremony of conferring the king, and the concubine was directly sent here to wait and meet with her servants.

Looking up at the sky, noon is almost over, the anxiety in the eyes of the elderly woman is even stronger, Shaoling clearly said that he will come here to meet her at noon at the latest, now it is almost noon, and they still haven't seen half a shadow, Will something happen?
Just as she was hesitating whether to go out and have a look, there was a slight sound of footsteps, the concubine was overjoyed, and walked out quickly: "Shaoling, you are finally here, do you know that grandma is almost dying of worry..."

The visitor was dressed in a gray robe that fit him very well. He had gray hair and a gray beard. There were not many wrinkles on his face. It could be seen that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. The rough fabric couldn't conceal the nobility around him.

The concubine's complaints stopped abruptly when she saw the person in front of her. She felt a little familiar with the man's face, but for a while, she couldn't remember where she had seen it before: "You are..."

"You really don't remember me? Butterfly!"

The man's gentle tone and familiar words coincided with someone deep in her memory. The concubine felt a bang, and her brain went blank. It took a long time to react, and her eyes were full of shock and disbelief: " You...you are..." How is this possible, he is obviously dead!
(End of this chapter)