Armor: I can purify the purity of the Five Elements bloodline

Below this arena is the arena with the largest number of people in the three inner and outer circles.

The six people could only watch from the outermost periphery, twenty or thirty meters away from the ring.

But now, due to his cultivation and bloodline, his eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he is not afraid of seeing clearly.

"It's a bet! It's a bet! In the last minute, if you haven't bet yet, hurry up! The battle is about to begin!"

At this time, a round shouting sound came, and everyone looked, and saw a fat middle-aged man with a round body, a shrewd face, and two mustaches, shouting loudly in front of a table.

There is a weak boy in front of the table holding a pen and ink and writing down something!

"Want to place a bet? I'm the best at it!" Shen Tu Haoran's eyes lit up and he pulled Xingyang towards the table.

"Hey! Second uncle's business is good!" Still a few meters away, Shentu Haoran shouted towards the shouting middle-aged fat man with a smile on his face.

Hearing Shentu Haoran's voice, the middle-aged fat man also temporarily stopped shouting and looked at Xingyang and the others.

Suddenly he was a little surprised and shouted kindly: "Yo! It turns out to be Haoran! Why are you here at Exorcism City?!"

"Isn't this already a big boss? He should come to Exorcism City and make some contribution to the Five Elements Realm!" Shentu said honestly.

"You're not young anymore! It's time to practice and practice! Otherwise, there will be no future in staying in the village!" Shentu Haoran's second uncle nodded with satisfaction.

"Hey! Second uncle, which of the two sides in this battle is stronger! I also want to place a bet!" Shentu Haoran looked at his second uncle with a smile and wanted to ask.

The middle-aged fat man's face darkened slightly, and he said angrily: "How could I know! If I could know, there wouldn't be so many people betting on it! Observe for yourself!"

"You have to give me a brief introduction!" Shentu Haoran looked aggrieved.

"This is fine."

Then the middle-aged fat man pointed at the two people who had just entered the ring and were still adjusting their breathing and said:

"The one on the left is named Jimo Mingxin, from Shangtu Village. His nickname is Blind Man. He has been blind since he was a child, but don't underestimate him."

“Maybe when God closes a door for you, it may also open a window for you.”

"He has been very sensitive to the things around him since he was a child, especially the earth energy around him."

"I heard that he can sense every move within 10 meters around him. I have been coming to the exorcism battlefield for three years and I have never been injured!"

"And the mind has reached the first-level limit. It's not because of the blood purity that it has exceeded 2000!"

"I once killed a king-level supernatural beast on the battlefield!"

When Xingyang heard the middle-aged fat man's introduction, he couldn't help but look in the direction he pointed, and saw Jimo Mingxin's twenty-six-seven look.

Wearing a neat green shirt and cloth shoes, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground and regulating his breathing. His skin was very white, his facial features were delicate, and his body was thin. A white bandage covered his eyes, adding a sense of mystery and elegance.

[Jimo Mingxin, the blood purity of earth is 98%]

Before it turned into armor, Xingyang could only know its simple information.

The moment he saw Jimo Mingxin, Xingyang couldn't help but feel an extremely dangerous feeling.

It's as if that person can completely control the situation just by sitting there.

"I didn't expect it to be so powerful that it could kill a king-level supernatural beast!"

"What about the other one, Uncle? The other one should be good too! Otherwise, everyone will be blind!"

Shentu Haoran suddenly became interested and quickly asked: "The other one is Bei Lang from Shuiyu Village. He is a bohemian and has been in Exorcism City for three years."

"The swordsmanship of his hand has made him superb, and his mind has reached the limit of the first level. He once fought two king-level supernatural beasts alone on the battlefield and was able to escape! And he only suffered minor injuries! So everyone gave him a small The title of Sword Immortal!"

"The betting rate is 1:1, you can decide on your own!"

Xingyang looked around and saw that Bei Lang was also in his mid-20s. He was dressed in black, his eyes were sharp, and he exuded a faint murderous aura.

Everyone who was close to him under the ring couldn't help but move away a little, leaving a small open space.

[Beilang, the purity of water blood is 98%. 】

"No wonder there are so many people watching, but this makes me feel so depressed!" After listening to his second uncle's explanation, Shentu Haoran suddenly fell into a trance.

He looked at Xingyang and asked: "Brother Xingyang, which one do you think is stronger! Which side should I press?"

Xingyang shook his head helplessly, "I don't know either!"

Just then, a man with blue hair and a scarred face squeezed over from behind and shouted with arrogance: "Get out of the way!"

Xingyang and Shentu Haoran were in front of the table at the moment, so they were pulled by the people behind them, trying to pull them apart.

Shentu Haoran was about to place a bet when he was pulled and moved to the side, and then he pulled Xingyang, the only one who was still on the side.

Xingyang's position is actually at the corner of the table, so it doesn't affect other people's bets at all.

But the blue-haired man with scar still wanted to pull Xingyang away as well, behaving in a domineering manner.

Even so, Xingyang didn't intend to cause trouble and looked back at the person who pulled him.

When he saw it was Cang Lan's wild swing, his face suddenly darkened, and his body that was still trying to get out of the way suddenly became motionless, and he looked at Cang Lan's wild swing with a calm expression.

Canglan put his big hand on Xingyang's shoulder wildly, but found that he couldn't pull the person in front of him.

His expression instantly became furious, especially when he saw it was Xingyang.

"Oh! So it's your boy!"

After saying that, the big hand on Xingyang's shoulder suddenly no longer held back, and increased its strength, trying to pull Xingyang away.

But Xingyang's power was not comparable to Canglan Kuangdang's. Even though the muscles in Canglan Kuangdang's arms bulged slightly, Xingyang remained motionless, and his face still looked calm and calm.

Canglan Kuangdang's originally disdainful and sinister smile suddenly sank, and a hint of shock gradually appeared in his eyes, but more of them were filled with shame and rage.