"As expected of the Pavilion Master, you are so strong! You are so strong!"

"Looking at it this way, the probability of dual artistic conception is too low, it's not even one in 100,000."

Everyone kept exclaiming, and they were all happy for the Pavilion Master.

Soon, the deep purple light in front of Lin Haisheng formed two words.

curse!

Because the purple is too dark, the purple turns black.

So when the word "curse" appeared, everyone felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and a cold air rushed up to the soles of their feet.

Everyone was stunned.

This second artistic conception of the pavilion master seems eerie.

Lin Haisheng's expression was equally weird. He only knew that his sword power was much stronger than others, and his artistic level was definitely not low.

The purple advanced sword intent was also within his expectation.

But he really didn't expect that he would be a practitioner of dual artistic conceptions, and the second artistic conception also formed the word curse.

These two words are not very auspicious in China.
Chapter completed!