Chapter 1216 A Style in a Dream

Within the imperial city, under Du Feng's order, hundreds of forbidden troops slowly narrowed the encirclement, and a chilling air suddenly filled the air.

At this time, Lu Chen was still a little absent-minded, looking at the long sword in his hand as if he was dull.

"Kill me." Du Feng's eyes flashed, as if he had spotted the opportunity at this moment, and he jumped away, then let out a loud roar.

Before Du Feng could finish his words, the hundreds of Forbidden Soldiers around him instantly gathered up, and the swords in their hands locked onto Lu Chen at the same time.

Princess Qinghong's expression changed drastically, and she didn't know what to do in the panic. Looking at Lu Chen, who was still a little dazed at the moment, she bit her silver teeth and hugged him tightly.

"Don't be afraid..." A gentle voice came from Princess Qinghong's ear.

At this moment, Chen Lu suddenly had a faint smile on his lips, a light flashed in his eyes, and a green light suddenly bloomed on his right arm.

"Lu once learned a sword technique in a dream, Ancient Lotus Sword Formation Condensation!" Lu Chen shouted softly, the white robe on his body automatically moved without wind, the long sword in his hand flashed, and fierce sword energy shot into the sky in an instant. go.

At the same time, a silent momentum rose up from his body. The hundreds of imperial guards around him, as well as Du Feng's figure, were all frozen in place by this momentum at this moment, and they couldn't help but move around. The figure trembled slightly.

In their eyes, Lu Chen was as powerful as heaven at this time, which was the fear that came from the depths of their souls. Although the Imperial City Forbidden Army had experienced hundreds of battles, facing Lu Chen at this time, they could not hold onto the weapons in their hands. .

Lu Chen held a long sword and held Princess Qinghong in his arms. He faced hundreds of forbidden troops alone. The look on his face was indifferent at this time.

"Lu Chen, this is the imperial city, don't kill them." Princess Qinghong raised her head, with a hint of ruddy color on her face, looking at the figure holding her at the moment.

At this moment, this white-clothed figure seemed to exude a power that was not afraid of heaven and earth, which made her unable to help but feel excited.

Lu Chen glanced at the person in his arms, and then nodded slightly. His eyes swept around, and finally fell on Du Feng.

"In the imperial city, you forced Lu to take action, so I will sacrifice your sword today." A look of indifference flashed across Lu Chen's face, and the long sword in his hand pointed at Du Feng.

When Princess Qinghong saw this, she didn't say much. If she just killed one person, her status would protect Lu Chen.

At this moment, Du Feng's scalp felt numb, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. The long knife in his hand also fell to the ground, with an indescribable look of horror on his face.

"You...you can't kill me. I am the deputy general of the imperial army. If you die, the king will not let you go lightly." Du Feng's voice was slightly trembling, and he stared at Lu Chen and said.

Lu Chen smiled lightly, the person he wanted to kill was unstoppable.

At this time, there was no need to say anything. The ancient lotus sword flashed with green light, and a sharp sword energy brought out bursts of sonic booms in the mid-air, and slashed towards Du Feng.

"Lord Commander, save me!" Du Feng's pupils shrank, and he suddenly yelled.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy in mid-air approached at the same time, and was about to chop off his head.

But at this moment, a powerful force suddenly rose inside the imperial city, and then a gray light appeared in front of Du Feng at an extremely fast speed, as if cutting through the space.

"You are so brave to dare to take action in the imperial city." At the same time, a deep voice randomly reached Lu Chen's ears.

When Du Feng saw the gray light in front of him and heard the sounds coming from the imperial city, the expression on his face was relieved, as if his life had been saved.

"Hmph, so what if I kill him." Lu Chen snorted, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Du Feng only relaxed for a moment, and then he instantly felt a breath of death, shrouding his figure.

He saw that in front of him at this time, Lu Chen's sword energy, blocked by the gray light, did not dissipate, but became even more powerful.

"Boy, how dare you!" The voice came from within the imperial city again, and the anger within it was unmistakable.

Before Du Feng, who was on the ground, had time to react, the green sword energy in front of him actually penetrated the gray light and struck him steadily.

The sword energy was so sharp that it cut without leaving any trace. Du Feng's figure was cut in half, and he fell to the ground dying.

At the same time in the imperial city, a gray light flashed through the air, and then an old man in gray robes appeared in the sky. This man had a gray robe and a long beard at the corner of his mouth. He was staring at Lu Chen with an angry face.

"Who are you? How dare you act so recklessly in the imperial city and kill the deputy general of the imperial army in front of me? Do you know your guilt?" The old man in gray robe stood in mid-air, stared at Lu Chen and scolded him.

The hundreds of forbidden troops on the ground, after seeing the old man, quickly retreated to organize their formation and stood together neatly.

"I've seen the commander!" Hundreds of people spoke in unison, with serious expressions on their faces.

Princess Qinghong also reacted at this time. After seeing clearly who was coming, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Grandpa Tang, he is Qinghong's friend. I invited him to treat his father." Princess Qinghong looked at the old man in mid-air with a smile on her face and said softly.

The old man in gray clothes fell on Lu Chen. When he saw the long sword in Lu Chen's hand, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and then his expression improved slightly.

"Your friend, he doesn't look like an ordinary friend." The old man in gray smiled slightly and looked at Mr. Hong meaningfully.

One glance at the Lord.

Princess Qinghong's face turned red and she quickly left Chen Lu's arms. She pursed her lips and glared at the old man in gray.

The old man in gray clothes couldn't help laughing, and then his eyes fell on Lu Chen again, and he slowly said: "I have never seen the sword technique you just created. Can you tell me where you learned it from?"

Lu Chen glanced at the long sword in his hand, his eyes flickering, and after a long time he raised his head and looked at the old man in gray.

"I don't have a teacher, I got it in a dream." Lu Chen looked as usual and said in a low voice.

When the old man in gray heard this, the expression on his face changed. After he took a deep look at Lu Chen, he spoke again: "Are you a monk?"

As the commander of the Royal Imperial Army, this old man naturally knew about the existence of monks. He himself was a monk in the elixir formation stage.

The reason why the gray-clothed old man's expression softened was not only because of the Qinghong Princess, but also because of the power of Lu Chen's sword just now. The power of cultivation in it was vaguely superior to him. Such a strong man even if he is a member of the royal family. Don't dare to provoke easily.