"Little thief, you can recognize this sword in my hand." Xu Duzi asked with his long sword in his hand.

"Of course I recognize it, it wasn't your apprentice snatched it from me. Do you have the nerve to ask me if I recognize it?"

"This sword is a Taoist sacred weapon. If you hadn't stolen it, how could it be in your hands? No matter where you stolen it, since it is a Taoist sacred object, I need to take it back. Today, I will use this sword to call the wind and rain, and to lure the sky thunder to refine you."

"Bah, a shameless thing, you don't feel ashamed to say these words. You obviously snatched them from me, but you still said it lightly. I am really sad for you." Li Zhishui had no intention of being afraid at all when he died.

"I am too lazy to have a quarrel with you. All the disciples obey orders and set up formations to sacrifice to the sky."

"yes."

Afterwards, hundreds of disciples in the martial arts stadium sat around the altar and recited spells.

Xu Duzi raised his long sword and poked a piece of talisman paper. He pointed his fingers, and the talisman paper spontaneously ignited, and the long sword was in the air.

"Heavenly Spirit and Earth Spirit, the great god helps me attract the heavenly thunder and refine such vicious people,..."

In an instant, the cloudless sky suddenly blew, and the wind became stronger and stronger, making people unable to open their eyes.

Li Zhishui thought that Xu Duzi was a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that a few spells would be chanted and it would really change the world.

The wind gradually stopped, and the dark clouds were above the altar, and the sky suddenly became dark.

With a loud crack, the sky thunder rolled, igniting the three braziers beside the altar.

Xu Duzi held a long sword in his hand, waved his willfulness, pointed at Li Zhishui, and said, "Zhong".
Chapter completed!