There are several people hiding in the trees outside the manor.

"Someone is coming, what should I do?"

"Knock him out first, don't let him ruin our important event."

"good."

"No." One person shouted urgently.

"Why?"

"I know that expert. His cultivation is profound and unpredictable. We are definitely no match for him. You wait here while I go talk to him and see if I can persuade him to leave."

After saying this, a figure came down from the tree, landed on the ground and then flew up on tiptoes, like a big bird, it arrived next to Wang Zhe in a matter of seconds.

"My benefactor, we meet again." Ye Zhiqiu smiled.

"What you want to rob is the prison van that is about to pass by here. Is the person guarding the prison van a Mr. Zuo?" Wang Zhe said bluntly.

"Exactly, the person in the prison car is Mr. Fu Qingxiu, the former minister of the Ministry of War, who has retired and returned to his hometown. The person escorting the prison car is Zuo Zhizheng, the internal guard of Baiqi Division."

"Is it true that the left is the most upright, and the Great Duke is the most upright?"

"My benefactor, do you know Zuo Zhizheng?"

"The first time we met, we have been famous for a long time." Wang Zhe said with a smile, and he glanced in the direction of the woods.

"There are two descendants of Fu Qingxiu on this tree."

"Exactly, how did my benefactor know?" Ye Zhiqiu was surprised when he heard this.

"Still a woman?"

"Well, one is a woman named Fu Yuechi, and the other is her brother named Fu Yuanzhuo."

"One? Are you attracted to her?" Wang Zhe joked.

"Ah, I, no." Ye Zhiqiu shook his head hastily.

"Although Miss Fu has a shy appearance, we are just ordinary friends."

"No need to explain, just like this, I will go to the village to rest and won't disturb you. You can do whatever you want. By the way, I think Captain Zuo is no ordinary person either.

You should be careful, it would be best if you can let him go."

"I will keep your benefactor's words in mind."

"By the way, is there anyone named Ning Caichen or Zhuge Wolong among you?"

"No." Ye Zhiqiu shook his head after hearing this.

"That's okay."

Wang Zhe smiled and disappeared from Ye Zhiqiu's side in a flash, and the next moment he was in the abandoned village.

It was a coincidence that these people gathered together. He wanted to wait here to see if another person named Pudu Cihang would appear.

Ye Zhiqiu returned to the tree to ambush.

"Brother Ye, is that person gone?" A graceful woman asked softly beside Ye Zhiqiu.

"Don't worry, he won't hinder us." Ye Zhiqiu smiled at the girl, and then looked at the abandoned village aside.

"Hey, I hope my benefactor won't interfere with this matter later, otherwise it will be difficult to handle."

They waited for a while, and heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. However, two people came here to explore the road. They saw Zhuangzi here, then took a closer look, and then turned back.

"Sir, it's already dark. There is an abandoned village not far ahead. Should we spend the night there before leaving?"

"That's fine, it's not safe to drive at night." He took the right path from the left.

They escorted the prison car and approached Zhuangzi.

"Wait!" Zuo Zhizheng suddenly raised his hand, and the group of soldiers behind him immediately stopped.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"I'm a little uneasy." As he spoke, he looked around.

"Wind, fire, thunder and lightning soldiers, magic spells to reveal the Holy Spirit, all are decided for me!"

A figure suddenly flew down from the tree, then raised his hand and pointed, and those people were frozen in place.

Only Zuo Zhi was flying down from his horse.

"How dare you, who dares to rob the imperial prison car?" he shouted.

"It's amazing, I couldn't stop him!" Ye Zhiqiu raised his hand and drew out the big sword from behind.

superior!

There was a roar in the forest, and several people rushed out from the trees and headed straight towards the left and right direction.

Zuo Zhizheng held two swords in his hands, and the sword light covered his whole body.

The sword's light was fierce and it cut two people straight at extremely fast speed.

"Miss Yuechi, be careful!" Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly swung his sword and knocked the knife away.

"What a fast knife!"

Then he stepped forward with his sword, using the Nanzhai Sword Code that Wang Zhe had taught him.

"This is Nanzhai's swordsmanship. You are from Nanqiu Swordsman?!" Zuo Zhizheng could see the origin of Ye Zhiqiu's swordsmanship at a glance.

"Hey, I actually learned the spell I memorized. Is that a holding spell?"

Naturally, the fight outside cannot be hidden from Wang Zhe.

Ye Zhiqiu's swordsmanship is quite proficient, and it is obvious that he has worked hard during this period of time.

Zuo Qianhu's sword skills surprised him even more. The three swords behind him were not ordinary objects, and each sword had a different purpose.

A knife can create fire, and there is a faint whistling of thunder and lightning while the knife is being swung.

His swordsmanship follows a fierce path, swift as thunder, and plundering like fire.

In just a moment, everyone who came with Ye Zhiqiu was injured except Fu Yuechi.

Wow, suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and Sanskrit sounds actually sounded in the dark night.

"He's really here!?" Wang Zhe's eyes lit up.

Then a group of monks appeared on the official road. They were very fast, and suddenly they were in front of Ye Zhiqiu and others.

The leader was a monk with a compassionate face, who looked to be about forty or fifty years old.

There were several monks beside him.

"Amitabha, why are the donors meeting each other with swords and swords here? You must put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

"Where do you come from as a monk? Why are you running around in the middle of the night?" Ye Zhiqiu asked.

"Are you Zen Master Ciyuan from Longhua Temple?" Zuo Zhizheng recognized the monk.

"Oh, does this donor know the poor monk?"

"I once met the Zen Master at the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, and was fortunate enough to hear the Zen Master explain Buddhism."

"It seems that the donor is also destined to my Buddhist sect, so he should turn to the butcher's knife." Zen Master Ciyuan said.

"Master, I'm escorting the imperial court's heavy criminals to the capital. These people want to rob the prison car, and naturally I can't let them succeed."

"Well, what the donor said is reasonable. Even so, let the poor monk save them."

Let's talk, Zen Master Ciyuan walked towards Ye Zhiqiu and others. Wherever he passed, golden light lit up under his feet, like a lotus flower in full bloom.

"Lotus grows with each step!"

"Back off!"

"Put down the butcher's knife and leave the earth to become a Buddha."

A golden ripple emanated from his body, spreading quickly like a wave of water. When the weapons in the hands of Fu Yuechi and others were touched by the Buddha's light, they immediately melted and turned into molten iron and fell to the ground.

"Namo Amitabha, put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately..."

The monk Ciyuan recited the Buddhist mantra, and with a roar, an earth wall rose up from the ground behind him, blocking him from Zuo Zhizheng.

Hey, hey, hey, Fu Yuechi and the others started to giggle and staggered towards the Ciyuan monk.

"No, there is something wrong with this sutra!"

"Look at the sword!" Ye Zhiqiu used his strongest sword, but was broken by the monk Ciyuan. He flew backwards, fell to the ground, and spat out blood.
Chapter completed!