Ai Han smiled innocently, with that little face with a little baby fat and a pair of watery apricot eyes, it really made people not see that she was a person who could defeat two big men.

"Even if so? You are not from the Han family, what qualifications do you have to point fingers here? Han Lipeng's eyes were filled with contempt, when was it the turn of a woman to speak in the Han family?

Ai Han's face immediately turned cold, from childhood to adulthood, they all said that they were not from the Han family, and the water spilled by the daughter who married out, even if you grow up here, you will be someone else's after all......

She really listened to these words, and her ears were about to grow calluses!

"Isn't that so? You are a cultivator, and I am also a cultivator now. Let's have a life-and-death battle between cultivators, whether they live or die, each recognizes its consequences. Winning or losing is strength, how? ”

Ai Han didn't want to argue with them about who the Han family was, was it the Han family? In the world of cultivators, speak with strength.

If you are strong, you have the final say, and if you are weak, you have to be obedient.

When Han Lipeng heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and his heart was suddenly full of confidence.

He has started his cultivation since he was sensible, and how could Ai Han, a yellow-haired girl who had just started cultivating for a long time, be able to beat herself? Think you'll be invincible when you start practicing? Scold!

He will let her know what it is to be self-conscious.

The corners of Ai Han's lips hooked up a wicked smile, of course she knew what Han Lipeng was thinking.

What about being earlier than she practiced? She would use her strength to tell him that in addition to qualifications, talent is also important.

When he was a child, Ai Han once overheard that Yu Qingzi and his grandfather were worried that Han Lipeng would go mad because of his poor qualifications but persistent cultivation.

How could she be afraid of such a person?

Bringing Han Lipeng and others to the Xingji Group, Ai Han thought about it, and the venue for the duel was still more suitable for Xuan Yanqing.

After all, if you are outside, the impact is too great, and it may expose the world of cultivators to the world of ordinary people.

When Xuan Yanqing learned that Ai Han was going to fight Han Lipeng in a life-and-death battle, he didn't object too much, but just told her to be careful, and arranged for someone to take them to the training room.

The training room of the Xingji Group was built with a special material, and Xuan Yanqing also specially laid out a layer of enchantment outside.

Although he didn't know how Xuan Yanqing did it, Ai Han had secretly decided to let Xuan Yanqing teach him this trick after he went back.

"Aren't you worried about me?"

In the lounge, Ai Han was holding a thermos cup and drinking the tonic tea that Xuan Yanqing gave her.

Xuan Yanqing took out a piece of candy from his pocket as if by magic, peeled it off and stuffed it into Aihan's mouth.

"I believe in your strength."

"With your temper, it's not bad if you don't beat people to death, what's there to worry about?"

Bai Ya, who was called by Brother Shuang, was taking out bags of snacks from her bag, and after taking them all out, she gave them to the Immortal Sixteen.

Jiang Li looked at Ai Han worriedly, "Hanhan, can you really do it?" I remember that you didn't say that your second cousin was a cultivator of Feng Chu Mirror early on? ”

Ai Han waved his hand indifferently, "Yes, but it took him more than ten years to step into the Fengchu Mirror, and it only took me six years." ”

In this way, Ai Han still has the upper hand. What's more, she has a Nirvana spiritual vein, and the hardness of her body is only stronger than Han Lipeng.

After a brief movement of their muscles, everyone headed to the training room.

Han Chuying sat on the side with her eyes full of worry, she knew her daughter's temper, and only hoped that she would grow up a little if she hadn't seen her for six years, and stop being rash.

Han Chukun didn't know what to say to Han Lipeng, and the expression on Han Lipeng's face became more and more arrogant.

The two walked to the center of the training room and stood opposite each other, and Ai Han looked indifferent, as if he had never regarded Han Lipeng as an opponent, but as an ant.

Xuan Yanqing walked over, straightened out his suit, and said in a deep voice: "Life and death battles, each depends on his ability, life and death don't matter." Others are not allowed to interfere, otherwise it will be regarded as admitting defeat. ”

Later, after Xuan Yanqing left, Han Lipeng directly attacked Ai Han, but when he was about to touch Ai Han, he decisively changed direction.

When Aihan wanted to block, he attacked the other side. Ai Han hurriedly changed direction, and Han Lipeng interrupted the offensive again and changed direction.

In the first ten minutes of the battle, the two of them had maintained a situation where Han Lipeng constantly seemed to attack without attacking, and Ai Han bothered to block.

Finally, the anger in Aihan's heart was uncontrollable.

Directly conjured his own mace, and waved it around with himself as the center of the circle.

Ai Han, who suddenly went berserk, made Han Lipeng unable to dodge and fell out directly. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and landed on one knee to stop the tendency to slide backwards.

Ai Han looked at Han Lipeng, who was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a mace and smiling brightly with one hand. Softly said: "Want to fight a war of attrition? Push me to get angry, attack you like crazy, and then defeat me in one fell swoop when I lose my strength? Scold! ”

Han Lipeng's expression was grim, he didn't expect Ai Han to see his intentions so quickly.

His eyes rolled, and Han Lipeng immediately began to think about what other tactics could be used.

Aihan could see at a glance that he wanted to change his strategy urgently, and Aihan felt deep sadness for this.

After more than ten years of cultivation, he is now facing a person who has only been cultivating for a few years, to be precise, Ai Han still needs to think of a strategy?

No matter what tactics he used now, it was useless, and Aihan was really angry.

Originally, I wanted to see the face of my mother and grandparents and spare his life. Now, it seems, there is no need for this.

Ai Han raised his mace high, wrapped the aura on it, and shouted at Han Lipeng, "Go die!" Then he dropped his mace heavily, and the aura struck ahead of the moment of swinging.

Han Lipeng hurriedly jumped up with his feet, but he was still injured by the scattered aura.

No! How could she possibly launch an attack of this magnitude?

Before Han Lipeng could react from the shock, Ai Han had already rushed over with an arrow, and the mace raised in front of Han Lipeng's eyes gradually enlarged.

"Cold! No! ”

Seeing that he was about to touch Han Lipeng's head, he was forced to stop Ai Han's next action by a call.

The aura wrapped in the mace made Han Lipeng's hair scatter and fly, as if blowing a middle point for him.

Ai Han looked at Han Lipeng who was trembling in front of him with red eyes, and he was only a few centimeters away from playing mahjong with Lord Yama.

"Hanhan, he's your cousin! You can't kill him! Spare his life this time! ”

Han Chuying felt that her heart was about to beat out of her throat, and she watched Ai Han do something wrong.

Aihan did not rush to retract his movements, but looked sideways at his mother, who was full of anxiety.

"If we switch places now, do you think he'll spare my life?"