At this moment, all the doubts in Dongfang Fan's heart were lifted, and Ling Huying estimated that she had "passed" all the way to the present in this way, but it is unknown whether this matter was designed by herself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is it okay for any price?" Dongfang Fan actually just wants to try to see if he can get a mental aid, if he can't, there is no loss, and if he can get it directly here, then it is nothing to play a fake game.

"Yes, the outcome of this game is related to the number of top 5,000 places, as long as your price is not ridiculously high, our young master can satisfy you." After the staff member said this, it was almost certain that someone else was secretly planning all this.

"I want a psychic aid, if not, don't talk about it." Dongfang Fan responded directly, he knew that this might offend the "young master" behind these people, but he was not afraid - because he was "demented", and if he was afraid, it would look abnormal.

"This ...... I'll ask, you wait. The staff member hesitated for a moment, then took out a spar with the word "Chuan" inscribed on it, and moved his mouth a few times.

The Transduction Stone, which is an item similar to a mobile phone in the real world, is the only item in "Immortals" that can be used for remote conversations, but this kind of thing is now too luxurious for the average player to think of.

After a while, the staff directly handed over the sound transmission stone to Dongfang Fan, claiming that their young master wanted to talk to him directly.

"Hello Mr. Landlord, I am Long Tianyin, I am Long Tianyi's younger brother, my purpose is very simple, I just want Ying Ying to be hurt as little as possible, what you want can be told directly, as long as it is suitable, I will satisfy you." What came to Dongfang Fan's ears was a slightly immature voice, this voice sounded unfamiliar, although Long Tianyin was a member of Biluo's studio and lived in Dongfang Fan's house, but he didn't hear him speak much.

"I just want a psychic aid."

“…… Mental aids are a kind of precision instruments that have certain dangers, not everyone can use them, and if you are not careful, you may even take your life into it, I don't know why you want this kind of instrument, but I suggest that you better not use it, otherwise, regret may end in tragedy......" Long Tianyin pondered for a while and said.

"I don't have anything else I want, I just want a psychic aid." Dongfang Fan's tone did not change in the slightest, and at this time, Ling Huying on the opposite side was already ready, and he was curious about what was going on in Dongfang Fan's side.

"You're making trouble! Do you know who my dad is?! Long Tianyin was slightly angry, intending to coerce.

"I know, you are the third son of the president of Huaxia Bank, and your brother Long Tianyi once talked to me."

"Are you still going to insist on a psychic aid?" Long Tianyin held back his anger and didn't roar.

"Well, all I need is a psychic aid, otherwise, I probably wouldn't have participated in this competition."

"Excellent! Remember your choice for today! Don't regret it! After Long Tian finished shouting this sentence, there was no more sound.

After the staff took over the sound transmission stone again, they retreated directly - Dongfang Fan's sixteenth battle began, but this one was not too difficult for him.

"Mr. Landlord, I didn't expect to see you here, it seems that your strength is not bad." Ling Huying smiled, obviously not knowing much about everything that Long Tianyin had designed.

"It's just luck, those people in front of me just didn't have as high defense as me, and I won against the cut." Dongfang Fan replied half-jokingly, however, he didn't plan to tell her about Long Tianyin, just because he didn't want to have too much contact with her.

"Hehe, Mr. Landlord is really joking, then, please advise." Ling Huying didn't expect Dongfang Fan to come this far, and she wanted to recruit him in her heart, but after thinking about it, she gave up.

Ling Hu Ying is a metallic warrior, this information was accidentally heard by Liu Yuxin when talking to other girls in Biluo's studio, although Dongfang Fan's earth attribute has no relationship with it, but the fire attribute just restrains metalness, so Dongfang Fan's attack will have an extra 10% bonus to Ling Huying.

"Can't keep your hands......" Dongfang Fan silently thought, the silver moon slashed out, making Hu Ying slash down with a sword, the two swords were handed over, and sparks appeared!

However, in terms of strength, Dongfang Fan is definitely far beyond Ling Huying, and at this time, Dongfang Fan pressed the back of the Yinyue Tang Knife with his right hand, and the power of both hands overwhelmed Ling Huying and slashed at his shoulder with a sword! Dealt effective damage!

-89！

Ling Hu Ying felt a pain in her shoulder, and the long sword in her hand couldn't hold it to the ground, and Dongfang Fan continued the last sword and died directly.

"Oriental Fansheng! Please go to the north gate of Huaxia City to draw the top 5,000 placement numbers. ”

There was no suspense in this battle, but at the moment when Ling Huying died, a young man in a golden armor suit walked out from behind a big rock with an anxious face, and hurriedly asked the priest to resurrect Ling Huying.

"Yingying! Are you okay! "This person is undoubtedly Long Tianyin, Dongfang Fan didn't expect this person to hide around here all the time.

"It's okay...... Brother Long, why are you here? "It's not the first time that Ling Huying has suffered the pain of being attacked in "Turning Immortals", so she didn't show a painful expression after being resurrected.

"It's okay! It's okay! As for me...... I was just passing by here, and I happened to see Sister Yingying, you were killed by this person...... Sister Yingying, wait a minute! Long Tianyin seemed to remember something, and with a wave of his hand, five level 16 warriors stepped forward and surrounded Dongfang Fan.

"I said it...... Remember your choices! And then...... Don't regret it! Kill him for me! Long Tianyin faced Dongfang Fan, his face full of anger.

Five warriors responded to the call, and five swords attacked Dongfang Fan at the same time!

Dongfang Fan knew that someone would come out to stop him, but before that, he wouldn't stand still and wait for others to cut it, so when the five swords attacked him, he also moved-the silver wolf claw set clenched the blades of the two long swords that were close to each other at the same time, and with a sudden pull, the two swords broke away from their masters and flew towards the other two people who were pointing at the sword!

"Ding!" "Ding!"

"Stop him! Yes~~!! At the moment when the other four people were temporarily restrained, Dongfang Fan attacked the fifth warrior with a stabbing move, and the fast and fierce attack made the fifth person feel an inexplicable sense of panic, and at the moment when he asked for help, the blade of the sword pierced into his heart, causing critical damage!

Crit 210!

With one enemy and five enemies, one person was killed in the first confrontation, and this kind of combat power shocked everyone on the scene!

"What are you doing in a daze?! Kill him for me!! Long Tianyin quickly recovered from his shock and loudly scolded the four stunned warriors, asking them to kill Dongfang Fan as soon as possible.

"Stop it! Long Tianyin, what do you mean by this! Why kill with your hands? Did he have something to do with you? Linghu Yingjiao shouted, and the faces of the four soldiers were pale: Eldest sister, who is killing who now!

"Sister Yingying, he just killed you, I'm just angry for you, such a person dares to make a move in the face of Sister Yingying! Even if you kill him thousands of times, it won't be enough to compensate Sister Yingying! Long Tianyin still thinks that he is right, and he even wants to explain the things he designed before, because all this should be appreciated by Ling Hu Ying in his eyes.

"Long Tianyin! Don't talk about the previous battles, you've been bought all the way through this! Ling Huying suddenly realized such a thing, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Long Tianyin might do such a thing, so angry that her face turned red and her body trembled slightly, which was a sign of impatience.

"Uh-huh! Yes, I did it! Sister Yingying, these inferior people are not worthy of fighting with a daughter like you, and I will not allow their dirty weapons to touch and hurt Sister Yingying! Sister Yingying, you don't have to thank me, I am willing to do these things for you! Regrets!! Long Tianyin smiled happily, he thought that Ling Huying himself would perceive it better than what he said.

"You!" Ling Huying pointed at Long Tianyin, so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, so he had to keep his chest rising and falling, and finally became angry, stomped his feet, and ran into Huaxia City, and when he passed by Dongfang Fan, his ears were even more inexplicably red.

"I warn you! If you dare to be unfavorable to the Oriental homeowner, I will definitely not let you go! This was the roar that Ling Hu Ying came from a distance, and in the end, only Long Tianyin stood in place in confusion, muttering something blankly......

The amazing battle left by Dongfang Fan was quickly played tens of thousands of times in the entire competition venue, although it was only a short six seconds, but it showed his amazing combat power even more!

"Is this kind of combat power really artificially attainable? Who is he? Why have I never heard of it? Dongfang Fan? Is it the other heir of the Oriental family? ”

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Oriental family, it's just an ordinary Oriental surname, the origin is unknown, but I did see him in school, and he feels stupid and stupid, as if he is a freshman in the physical education department......"

Everyone paid attention to Dongfang Fan at the same time, but this situation made the parties concerned not very concerned: if they cowered when it was time to come forward, they would only be coveted by those who had been secretly paying attention to him.

"Draw a number, it will accompany you through the finals!"

Dongfang Fan took a random piece of paper from the pile of paper in the hands of the staff at the city gate, opened it and looked at it - "5000"!

"I have a bad premonition...... Dongfang Fan looked at the numbers on the paper ball and frowned.

Dongfang Fan's number drawn is the last number among the 5,000 players who have been promoted, which means that if he keeps winning in the finals, then he will always be the last person to shoot on the number, which is not bad, but too good! Because of this, he will be byed many times and go straight to the next round!

"Does this mean luck or bad luck...... Dongfang Fan entered the city with such curiosity and began to look for his first opponent in the final......