Within the imperial city, under Du Feng's order, a hundred forbidden troops slowly narrowed the encirclement circle, and the air suddenly filled with a sense of killing.

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

"Kill me." Du Feng's eyes flashed, as if he had seen the right moment, his figure jumped away, followed by a loud roar.

Before Du Feng's words came to an end, the surrounding hundreds of imperial soldiers gathered in an instant, and the contradiction between the swords and swords in their hands actually locked Lu Chen at the same time.

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

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

Seeing Lu Chen at this moment, a slight smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the blue light on his right arm suddenly flourished.

"Lu once learned a sword tactic in a dream, the ancient lotus sword array is frozen!" Lu Chen yelled, the white robe on his body was windless, and the long sword in his hand flickered, and the sharp sword aura instantly shot into the sky. go.

At the same time, there was a silent momentum on his body. The hundreds of forbidden troops around and the figure of Du Feng were all set in place by this momentum at this moment, and they couldn't help themselves. Xing trembled slightly.

In their eyes, Lu Chen was like Tianwei at this time. It was a fear from the depths of the soul. Although the imperial city forbidden army had experienced many battles, facing Lu Chen at this time, they could not hold the weapon in their hands. .

Lu Chen held a long sword in his arms, and Princess Qinghong in his arms, facing hundreds of forbidden troops alone, the expression 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 trace of ruddy on her face, looking at the figure holding her at the moment.

At this moment, the figure in white clothes seemed to exude a sense of fearlessness, which made her irritable.

Lu Chen glanced at the person in his arms, then nodded lightly, his gaze swept around, and finally fell on Du Feng's body.

"In the imperial city, if you force Lu to take action, then you will sacrifice your sword today." A touch of indifference flashed across Lu Chen's face, and the long sword in his hand pointed towards Du Feng.

When Princess Qinghong saw this, she didn't say much, just beheading one person, with her identity, Lu Chen could be protected.

Na Du Feng's scalp was numb at this moment, and his figure stepped back subconsciously. The long knife in his hand also fell to the ground, his face showing indescribable horror.

"You...you can't kill me, I'm the deputy general of the imperial city forbidden army. If I die, the king will not spare you lightly." Du Feng's voice trembled slightly, his eyes fixed on Lu Chen and said.

Lu Chen gave a faint smile, the world he wanted to kill was unstoppable.

At this time, it was not too much to say, the ancient lotus sword flashing blue light, and a sharp sword aura brought bursts of sonic boom in the midair, and slashed towards Du Feng.

"Master, save me!" Du Feng's pupils contracted, and at this time he suddenly roared.

As soon as his voice fell, the sword energy in the air was approaching at the same time, and his head was about to be cut off.

But at this moment, a good momentum suddenly rose inside the imperial city, and then a gray light at a very fast speed, as if cutting through the space, instantly blocked Nadu Feng's.

"Dare to make a move in the imperial city, you are so bold." At the same time, a low voice came to Lu Chen's ears randomly.

Na Du Feng saw the gray light in front of him, and at the same time heard the voice from the imperial city, the expression on his face was relieved, as if his fortune had been saved.

"Hmph, what about killing him." Lu Chen snorted, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Na Du Feng just relaxed for a moment, and then he instantly felt a breath of death, which enveloped his figure.

I saw that in front of his eyes at this time, Lu Chen's sword aura, under the block of gray light, did not dissipate, but was a little more fierce.

"Boy, dare you!" The voice in the imperial city came again, and the anger in it was undoubted.

As for Du Feng on the ground, before he had time to react, the cyan sword aura in front of him directly penetrated the gray light and slashed firmly on his body.

The sword aura was fierce, and the cut did not leave a mark. Du Feng's figure was cut in half, and he fell on the ground and died.

At the same time, within the imperial city, a gray light flashed across the air, and then an old man in gray appeared in the sky. This man gave a gray robe and a long beard at the corner of his mouth. He was staring angrily at Lu Chen.

"Who are you, dare to be presumptuous in the imperial city, and behead the lieutenant of the imperial army in front of the old man, you know you are guilty!" The gray-robed old man stood in the air, staring at Lu Chen and drinking.

The hundreds of forbidden troops on the ground, after seeing the old man, hurriedly withdrew from their bodies to organize the army and stood together neatly.

"I have seen the commander!" a hundred people said in unison, with serious expressions on their faces.

Princess Qinghong also reacted at this time, and after seeing the person who came, her face suddenly smiled.

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

The gray-clothed old man's gaze fell on Lu Chen, and when he saw the long sword in Lu Chen's hand, he couldn't help flashing a trace of jealousy in his eyes, and his complexion improved slightly.

"Your friend, it doesn't look like an ordinary friend." The old man in gray smiled slightly and gave Princess Qinghong a deep look.

Princess Qinghong's face was reddish, and she hurriedly left Lu Chen's arms, pursing her lips and glaring at the gray-clothed old man.

The gray-clothed old man couldn't help laughing, and then turned his gaze to Lu Chen again, and then slowly said: "Your talented sword art, the old man has never seen it before. Can you tell the old man where he learned from?"

Lu Chen glanced at the long sword in his hand, and his eyes flickered. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at the gray-clothed old man.

"I don't have a teacher, I got it in my dream." Lu Chen's face was as usual, and he whispered.

The gray-clothed old man heard that the expression on his face changed. After taking a deep look at Lu Chen, he said again: "Are you a monk?"

As the commander of the imperial imperial army, this old man naturally knew the existence of the monk, and he himself was a monk in the pill-forming period.

The gray-clothed old man’s expression eased, except for Princess Qinghong, because of the power of Lu Chen’s sword, and the strength of his cultivation base is faintly above him. Such a powerful person is even a royal family. Don't dare to provoke easily.